JUSTIN BIEBER IMAGINES

IMAGINE 2

Imagine...

(Your POV)

(YBF) - your best friend
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The loud music fills my ears as my body dances to the rhythm. The drink in my hand is almost empty so I head to the bar for a new one.

Today was my 23rd birthday and I was celebrating in the only club our hometown had. I was here with my 3 best friends; Justin, Ryan, and (YBF). Justin, (YBF), and I have been best friends since we were way younger. We grew up on the same street and all of our parents were best friends, meaning we all grew up together and spent so much time together as kids. Ryan was another friend I had met through Justin after he went to college. Although I don't know Ryan like I know the other two, he's always been a friend to me in a time of need.

I pay the bartender for the new drink that has now taken place of the old one and returned to the dance floor. I had no idea where any of my friends were because I was really the only one that liked to get out and dance. Of course only after a few drinks to build up that liquid courage. (YBF) was also a dancer when she had enough alcohol in her but unfortunately she was here with her boyfriend who I'm not really a fan of. He just doesn't seem to let her have fun like she used to.

The music continues, and I of course continue dancing. A few times some random guy would come up and dance with me. You know how some clubs can have some of those creepy guys that are like way older and weird? Yeah luckily this bar kind of takes care of those people, they like to make the women feel safe. At least that's what they say.

I start dancing with a guy who was maybe around my age. He had light brown hair that fell just above his eyes with a little curl to it. He smiled at me and his smile was so sweet and genuine. I smiled back and continued dancing the night away with him, wrapping my arms around the back of his neck a few times to get closer. I felt ourselves slowly moving to the outside of the dance floor and eventually into the hallway where he began to kiss me.

I kissed back, knowing I was feeling a little drunk and he probably wouldn't remember a thing tomorrow anyway. He began kissing harder and more aggressively, making me feel a little uncomfortable.

I tried pulling away just a little bit to try and give a warning that I wasn't feeling it but he pushed my body against the wall not removing his lips from mine.

I put my arms to his chest to push him away, "stop." I manage to slip out in between his kiss. He gave no indication that he was going to stop but pushed his whole body against me instead.

I could feel the panic take over my body when I feel his body being taken away from mine. 

"She said stop." Justin had the guys shirt in his hand and Ryan and (YBF) were standing next to me. (YBF) wrapped her arms around me and pulled me away from the scene. I look back to find Justin but he was gone.

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Back at the house we make our way inside and I go to kitchen to grab water.

"You okay?" Ryan says.

"I'm fine." I wasn't. But I wasn't exactly in the mood to talk about it either. For some reason I felt embarrassed, even though it was out of my control.

The front door opens again and Justin walks in. I frown at the sight of him, still feeling upset about him leaving. He was the one person I felt most safe with and he left me in a situation I needed him most.

"Well hey biebz, where did you disappear to?" (YBF) asks.

"Just went for a walk." He replies shortly.

I scoff in the kitchen a little too noticeable.

Justin gives me a look and I just look away and walk to my bedroom. A few moments later I hear a soft knock.

"(YN)?"

"What." I knew it was Justin and quite frankly, I just wanted to go to bed.

He walks in without being invited which is pretty normal for us.

"You okay?" He asks.

"Am I okay?" I say a little harsher than I meant to be. "No im not. You left me."

He looks at me confused. "Ryan and (YBF) were there? She had you in her arms. I thought you were okay?"

"I was. Until I looked to find you and you were gone."

I pull some pajamas out of my dresser and turn back to him.

"You were the ONE person I felt most safe with. And when I looked to go to you you weren't there."

He looks at me softly, "I'm sorry, I had to leave..."

I scoff. "Okay."

"It's not like that...I would have killed that dude if I was there any longer." He says but I still didn't care.

He realizes that this didn't matter to me and stands up from my bed and continues, "you mean the world to me (YN), more than a friend." He rubs the side of his head. "I had to leave because I would have literally killed that man. When I walked into the hallway and saw him forcing you into something you didn't want, my whole world stopped. I had no control in what my body was going to do."

I was a little shocked at the words that were coming from his mouth. But the ones that shocked me most were "more than a friend."

He continues, "I'm so sorry I left you, I just thought you felt safe with them. The second I knew you guys were back home I came because I HAD to make sure you were okay." He comes up to me and lifts my head up from my chin, causing me to look at him.

The alcohol, still in my system, was causing me to see Justin in a way I've never seen him before. His eyes were soft but piercing at the same time. He was very attractive, more attractive than I'd ever thought of him before.

"I promise you I won't leave you alone again." He says, meaning it. I wrap my arms around him, leaning my head into his body feeling safe.

"What did you mean when you said I mean the world to you? More than friends..." my voice was quiet against his body.

"(YN) are you really that blind?" He laughs a little causing me to look up at him. He continues, "I've always been in love with you, ever since I can remember but I never told you because you were and are my best friend. I could never imagine my life without you as my best friend."

I felt my whole body get warm and I pushed my face back into his body, him wrapping his arms tighter around me into a warmer hug.

I think back to events in our lives from growing up and how Justin always seemed to be in the best memories. I realized it was always Justin I was looking for at our parents friendly events or at school, or even tonight when I felt most unsafe. It was always him I wanted to go to.

"Maybe I've always been in love with you too."