Justin Bieber Imagines | Book 1

31 - Jealous?

31 - Jealous?

Jealousy.

It's an ugly thing. Not just the jealousy but to be jealous too, it's horrifying. I wasn't sure how to react or what to do when I saw the sight in front of me but I knew that this feeling was something I didn't wanted to experience ever again.

He was laughing and whispering into her ear. Laughing again and sending her those big smiles, I adored those smiles. I trusted him, I really did but the feeling was still there and yet to leave.

He knew I was watching him, he knew I didn't like her and then again, he didn't because I've never said it directly. I've always referred to her in some situations where it wasn't hard to get it.

I decided I had had enough when I stood from my seat and walked across the room. My hand landed on his shoulder, making him look up at me; a smile still evident. "Hey baby," he said casually, his arm wrapping around my waist as he did so.

"Can we talk?" I asked nicely. Justin's face feel as the words left my mouth. His worried frown was clear as water when he stood to his feet.

"Yeah, sure," he nodded. I nodded back and walked to the hallway, a place where we could talk in private. He followed, standing across from me as we stopped in the hallway. "What's wrong?"

Should I really tell him that I don't like he's talking to Selena? Would he think I'm obsessed with him? Maybe I would sound stupid. He'd just think I'm some overprotective girlfriend.

"Baby," he cooed softly as he grabbed my hands in his, "tell me what's bothering you?"

I looked up, into the beautiful brown eyes that always seemed to calm me even in the craziest moments. They were so so beautiful. "Um," I hesitated, "I don't really like that... That you're talking to Selena."

Justin's eyes furrowed as he looked at me. He seemed surprised. I know he'd always told me I was his only one and that I was the love of his life but when he goes and talks to his ex, it makes me uncomfortable.

"Y/N, you know we're just friends. You're my one and only," he said and sent me a small smile, a sigh leaving his smiling lips.

"I know but you guys have history. I don't like it," I frowned and crossed my arms across my chest.

"Baby, I love only you. She's just history," he said and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. "I've already told you this, haven't I?"

I nodded, my eyes focusing on everything but his eyes. He pressed a kiss to my forehead, resting his lips there. "I love you."

"I love you too," I whispered, closing my eyes and focusing on his lips on my skin. "Too much to lose you."

"What do you mean?"

I sighed, "please just understand why I feel like this. You'd feel the same way if I went and talked to my ex."

Justin's jaw tensed at the mention of my ex. He hated him, he didn't even want to hear a single thing about him because of the past I had with him. "You know I hate when you mention him," he mumbled, trying not to get his temperament up.

"I know and that's why I do it. I hate when you talk to Selena because it makes me feel the same way as you feel when I mention Jake," I said and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I won't talk to her," he said, his eyes furrowed as if he was in deep thoughts.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked, cupping his cheeks in my hands. My thumbs ran over his cheekbones, caressing his skin softly.

"Him," he hissed, "I'm still so mad at him for doing what he did to you."

I smiled softly at him, I couldn't help myself. He was so concerned about it and afraid I'd still have the bruises. Justin and I had been together for two years now, so my bruises are long gone. "I'm fine, Justin. I'm healthy, happy and in love with the most amazing guy I've ever met."

He smiled as he looked up at me, "I love you baby."