Justin Bieber interracial Imagines

// thats you //

"Justin, you a hoe" I laughed, scrolling through belieber fan pages on Instagram

"What!? No I'm not!" He defended

"Your fans say otherwise" I showed him the pictures

"You don't think I'm a hoe, do you?" He asked, straight faced

"Are you serious about this question?" My eyebrows creased. His head nodded.

"Awe, my poor baby. I don't think you're hoe" I pulled him Into a friendly hug

"Aren't you talking to someone at the moment?" My phone vibrated in my lap

I looked down, seeing that someone updated on their wattpad book. I tapped in it, seeing it was Justin Bieber dirty imagines. A smile appeared on my face as I read through the pages.

"What are you so smiley about?" Justin asked

"Oh, uh, nothing" I hesitated, locking my phone and setting it down

I couldn't keep myself from reading it. It was like a fantasy that I could see in my head, how and when everything would happen. I took my phone back out going back to it, biting my lip, I slightly moaned as I closed my eyes. I finished the imagine, letting myself calm down. Justin looked over to me, slightly amused at what he was seeing.

"Y/n, why do you look so turned on" he smirked at me

"I-I'm not"

Damn it...why did I stutter... I mentally face palmed myself

"Yes you are, what were you looking at" a smile grew on Justin's face

My eyes grew wide "I wasn't looking at anything, Justin. Leave me alone" I got up and walked to the kitchen to get a drink

As I stood over the sink, Justin hurried to snatch my phone out of my back pocket.

"What the fuck, nooo" I chased after him

Why did I ever let him figure out my password? That was the stupidest thing I've ever done, knowing all the dirty shit I got about Justin. His mouth gapped as he read what was on the screen.

"Are you serious, Y/n?!" He smirked

I just sat down and his my face. This is so fucking embarrassing. What's wrong with me, thinking like that about my best friend.

"You're a dirty, dirty girl, Y/n" Justin walked back over to me

I stayed silent and my hands still covered my face. Justin took a seat next to me, placing his hand on my lap. He started to rub my thigh, getting closer to my vagina.

"Justin,what are you doing?" I grabbed his hand and stopped him

"Didn't you want to? I mean you were the one reading about it, I wasn't" I rolled my eyes

"No, you're talking to someone right?"

"Yea, that someone is you" Justin dead panned

"What do you mean?" (See what I did there)

"Why do you think I flirt with you all the time?" Justin chuckled

"I thought you were kidding" I raised my eyebrows

"No, I wasn't"

"Oh, take me then. Do what ever you want to me" I let go of his hand and Justin, smashed his lips to mine.

End notes

Idek😂 I just felt like doing something like this. I'm trying to update everyday. Sorry for mistakes.

Brb...