Justin Bieber Imagines (Request Closed)

Justin Bieber (dirty)

Imagine you have to Babysit Justin's little brother and sister because his parents think he's not responsible enough and something's happen between you and Justin.

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"Thank you so much for coming (y/n)." Pattie said in a rush of putting her shoes on.

"The money for the day is on the counter, the kids are upstairs sleeping and Justin is in the bathroom. If you need anything ask Justin!" She finished running out the door and to her car.

Wow she must be late.. I closed the door and looked around the house.

"This will be easy..." I whispered going to the stairs and walking up slowly hearing running water.

I knew Justin from school for all I know he's an asshole who fucks girls left and right.

"Who are you?" A raspy voice spoke snapping me out my thoughts. I looked over to see Justin only wearing a towl and leaned against the bathroom door frame.

"Uhm (y/n), I'm the baby sitter." I said licking my lips and looking him up and down.

He had a very high number of tattoos to only be in 12th grade.

"Why are you here if I'm here?" He asked frowning and looking me up and down then smirking.

"Your mom said you weren't- how do I put this? Responsible enough?" I said shrugging and looking around trying to figure out why he was still staring at me.

"Well that's harsh.." He said as if it really hurt him.

"Whatever." I mumbled about to walk away.

"Damn (y/n) I never knew you-" before he could finish I cut him off.

"I'm not one of your little sluts I'm not gonna fuck you because you say a couple if words."

"Why are you so mean." He pouted. "I was just kidding, anyway I could have you in my bed by the time my mom gets back."

"Yeah I'm okay I'd rather have aids then be in your bed." I spat walking away to the kids room.

Okay maybe that was a little mean. That's probably all he knows I mean sex and that's it. He has the body of a sex god and a mind of a complete dick head.

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"Can we go over Tailors house!" Jazzy begged as their friend Tailor tagged along begging.

"Where does Tailor live Justin?" I asked looking at him.

"Right next door on the right..." He said dully looking like death.

"Alright kids but be back when the street lights come on!" I warned as they squealed and ran out the house closing the door behind them.

"Justin what's wrong?" I asked now turning my attention to him.

"Nothing..." He rasped standing up and walking away. I quickly jumped up and followed him.

"Come on you've been so wishy washy since I got here." I said actually feeling bad.

"Why the fuck are you following me? Do you want me to fuck you like all the other sluts? Oh yeah you would because that's what you are! A slut!" He barked turning around and making eye contact with me.