Justin Bieber interracial Imagines

// wrong one //

I laid in bed looking up at the ceiling, wishing Justin was here. He probably doesn't care, knowing that he's found someone better. Prettier, skinnier, smarter, funnier, and more. Justin's always talked about how when we get older we'd get married, but only to find out he didn't want me in the end. It's always someone else, someone he's had a past relationship with.

For instance, in our freshmen year, he would flirt with me and throw shots, only to ask out Emily in the end. Our sophomore year, he asked me to the valentines dance, but ended up ditching me for Caitlin. Junior year, he told jalen that I was cheating on him, when he was dating Selena. Our last year of high school, he asked me to be his girlfriend, which I said yes to, because I've loved him for so long, but then he cheated on me with Ashley. I moved away to L.A to get away from all of the heartbreaking memories, only for all of them to come back when I found out Justin moved here too.

We started talking, becoming close friends again. I didn't intend on this happening, but my love for him came flooding back in. The harder I tried to ignore it, the stronger it got. He'd asked me to be his girlfriend again and I thought he'd changed, being stupid me, I said yes, not suspecting a thing. Justin hadn't changed, neither did I.

I was so blinded by my love for him, I didn't see anything coming. Turns out he was talking to some other girl behind my back. Before I found out, I was gonna give him my innocence, making it worth the wait. Surly enough, I didn't, he says she was just a friend. I remember when I was just a friend and he wanted to fuck the shit out of me.

There was slight tapping at my balcony doors, I sat up, wiping the tears I didn't know escaped. Walking over to it, I moved the curtains to the side, revealing Justin. I stood there and looked at him, he was shaking, due to his drenched clothes as it was raining outside. His hand lifted, holding the promise ring he gave me, I looked up at him again. It wasn't rain on his face, they were tears.

He's crying because of me?

I'm excited about that, but I mean, I didn't think I'd be the one to cause him to cry. I don't want it to be because of me. I unlocked the doors, opening them slowly. He stepped inside, not saying a word and stood there. I helped him get undressed, fetching a towel afterwards.

I took his clothes and put them in the washer, starting it. Climbing into bed and patting the space next to me, I watched as Justin climbed in. His arms immediately wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I cuddled into his chest, getting comfortable.

"I'm so sorry, Y/n" Justin silently cried

I stayed silent.

"I've been taking your love for granted. You mean everything to me and it took everything in me to realize it. You're all I've got left, my friends and family stopped talking to me. I feel so alone, I need you. I love you" Justin kissed the top of my head

Even after all he's done to me, I'll still be there for him. But deep down inside, I know that,

I've fallen for the wrong one...

End notes

Oh god, I got really emotional at the end and that's kinda good.

Peace...