Justin Bieber interracial Imagines

°the baby 2°

(Years later)

You walked around the living room, picking up your six year old daughter, Nikki's, toys. At this moment you were waiting for her to get home from school. Lately there seemed to be something wrong with her, but she wouldn't tell you. Usually, she'd tell you everything. The door then opened, closing after.

"Hey, girlie. How was your day at school?" You asked putting up the broom

"It was good, I guess" she pouted

"Tell me all about it" you sat down on the couch, patting your lap.

She climbed upon your lap, laying back on your chest. "Well, the daddy daughter dance is coming up and my friends were all talking about their daddy's"

"And you want justin to come?" You assumed

"Yes" she whispered

"Baby, I don't know where he is anymore, but when we find him, I'm pretty sure he'll go with you" you hugged her tiny frame

"But mommy" tears began to steam down her face.

"Its okay, babygirl. How about we go to the mall and get you some new things?" You suggested

"Can we go now?" She asked

"Of coarse, just let me put my shoes on" you stood up and walked upstairs to your room

You stepped into your converse, grabbing your phone off the bedside table. You made your way back downstairs to a smiling daughter.

"Well, is someone happy to go to the mall?" You teased

"Yep" nikki chirped

"Let's go then" she grabbed your hand and you two took off to the mall

Justin

"Ryan, what about these?" I asked, holding up a pair of Nike's

"Uh uh" ryan shook his head

"Bruh, if you don't be quick to pick out your shit. Someone's going to notice me, then we'll be stuck here longer" I groaned taking a seat

"Just be patient" ryan said

I heard noises to my left, causing me to look.

Damn it ryan...

"Look what you did, you fucker" i cursed under my breath

The girls made their way over to me, giggling and squealing.

"Hi justin, can we have a picture with you?" The asked

I stood up, taking the phone from the girls And taking pictures. By then there was a whole crowd.

Y/n

"Nikki, let's go to rue 21 they have some cute flower headbands there" you smiled

"Really?" Nikki asked

"Yea" you took her hand, clutching the shopping bags in your other hand

"Justin! Justin, can we get a picture" you snapped your head to the direction it was coming from.

You looked down, hoping to see your little girl, but only to find that her appearance has disappeared.

End notes

I'm working on a part three right now, just because I was taking too long with this part.

Brb...