You stepped in the house, taking a deep breath. You walked upstairs into your bathroom, stripping off your clothes. You ran your water, making sure it was perfect before stepping in. Standing under the shower head, letting your body relax. Thinking to yourself and wondering.
. . .
Once you finished, you dried off with a towel before dropping it to the floor.
Why doesn't Justin love me anymore?
You looked into the mirror, taking a good look at yourself
Oh that's why...I'm so fucking ugly!
"Life just doesn't want me to succeed, does it?" You asked
Making your way to your closet, you took out some sweats and a crop top. After you put on your lace bra and panties you slipped on your outfit you picked out.
(Sorry for the point of view change, I don't like second person)
I walked downstairs, grabbing a glass and my bottle of vodka from the cabinet.
"Drinking? Why not?" I giggled before pouring myself a glass
One after another, I just kept drinking. The lonely feeling inside of me was fading away. I stood up, my vision completely blurred, next thing I know, I'm calling somebody.
"Hello?" He answered, confused
"H-heeey, Justin" I giggled, followed by a hiccup
"are you drunk?" He asked
"No, I'm Y/n" I defended myself
"Why did you call?" His voice clearly aggravated
"I miss yooou" I slurred, giggling
Justin sighed "no you don't, Y/n"
"Justin...I-I love you" trying to stand up from the couch, I fell to the floor, laughing really hard
"Then why did you leave me?" His serious tone of voice taking over
"I-I didn't w-want to, it's- it's, its complicated" I slid my free hand down my body, touching myself to his voice
"Y-you make me feel gooood" I moaned biting my lip
"Y/n, stop it" Justin hissed
"Come make love to me, Justin. Just one last time" my vision slowly fading as my eyes began to shut
Everything shut down.
. . .
"Y/n! Y/n, wake up" I heard someone say
"You better wake up before I wake you up" I opened my eyes, seeing my best friend autumn standing above me
"What happened" I sat up, rubbing my eyes
"Well, for one, you drank a whole bottle of vodka without me and two, it looks like you passed out. What the fuck were you even doing?" She asked with a playful hurt expression.
"I don't know, the only thing I remember is dropping the kids off at their dads, then coming back home" I stood up an grabbed my phone off the floor
I received several texts from Justin, what was this for? Unlocking my phone, I scrolled through them.
Justin
I really hope you're okay
Justin
We need to talk some things out
Justin
What's going on with you?
I must've called him last night or something. If so then he can probably tell me what happened.
"What are you doing here?" I asked autumn
"Justin told me that you go drunk off your ass last night. He said you called him, telling him a bunch of shit" she explained "but I gotta go, Jacobs waiting for me, I'm glad you're okay, but next time you decide you wanna get drunk, call me first" autumn laughed before closing the door
I sat down on the couch, thinking back to last night. I can't even remember what I said.
End note
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Justin Bieber interracial Imagines
FanfictionI know there are beliebers out there that are black, so why not make a book for you too. Everyone deserves to be able to imagine them self with justin
