Never Let You Go #27

              "So, what do you have in mind, Mr. Bieber?" I asked as soon as clean-up was finished. After everyone was done, Chaz had taken Summer home, and Ryan had done the same with Skyler. They all wanted to get some actual rest before tonight, for whatever Justin had planned.

               "Oh, I don't know...you'll just have to wait and see," he said, winking at me.

               I pouted. "Not fair," I replied. I turned away and started towards the stairs, but he grabbed me from behind and turned me towards him. Laughing, I swatted at his arms that were holding me against him.

              I heard a throat being cleared behind us, and I froze. Justin dropped his arms and I turned around slowly. My dad. "Hi, dad," I said, slightly awkwardly.

               "Hey, baby girl. How did last night go?" He asked, giving Justin a look over. There's the dad I knew. Even though he was nice to Justin last night, once he realized how serious we were, overprotective army dad came out.

               "Fine. Everyone left, wanting to get some rest." I added, "Before tonight."

               "Tonight?" He asked, still having that stern look that I knew from my past relationships whenever he was around my boyfriends.

               "Yes, sir. I have a special surprise planned for everyone," Justin said, stepping in. He didn't want to be the awkward guy on the sideline anymore.

               "Well, could you spare my daughter the day? I remember there was a promise about us spending the day together...today," he said, looking at me. Finally, his eyes weren't hard and cold anymore. He was back to the loving dad I liked the most.

              "Of course, sir. I should be getting back to my mom now, anyway," Justin replied. He made his way towards the front door, and I followed him outside. I shut the door behind us and exhaled loudly.

              "Sorry for that," I said. "My dad, what a guy." I laughed awkwardly because I had no idea how Justin was going to react to my dad's lovely personality back there.

              "He's your father, Lindsey. I love you, and that's all that matters. As long as you feel the same way about me, then I'm all good with whatever type of family you've got."

              "You...love me?" I asked.

               "Yeah. I know we haven't been together long, but I feel like I've known you my whole life. Do you feel the same?" He asked nervously, waiting for my answer.

               "Of course I do!" I exclaimed. "How could I not?" I asked.

               He smiled broadly and lifted me into his arms. I giggled, looking at him. I leaned my head closer to his, and he did the same. Our lips connected, and I saw the fireworks, bright as a fire behind my eyelids.