Justinbieberimagines

Chapter 1

You were sitting on the couch in your living room on a Friday night alone. The only light was the light from your TV. You were texting your best friend Justin, who is unfortunately stuck in New York for a meeting. You were watching a rerun of Jersey Shore and petting Justin's cat, Tuts, who you are taking care of since Justin is gone, when you heard the front door open. You sit up on the couch and grab your phone next to you. You slowly get up off the couch. "Hello?" You speak. But then you realized how stupid you sounded saying that. Even if if was some burglar, they wouldn't answer. You slowly walk passed the living room and passed the kitchen into the front of the house. You looked around and go to the front door, locking it. You swallow once and turn around. "Dad?" You yell a little too loud. No response. "Tyler?" You yell, hoping your older brother will answer. You slowly walked back to the living room. You walk down the hall way with her phone clenched in your hand, your knuckles turning white. You suddenly heard something being knocked off the kitchen counter. You walked to the kitchen ready to dial any number. You spot a box of cereal on the floor. You quickly bend down and grab the box and pick it up. "It's not funny." You say to whoever is in your house. You set the box down in place and hold your hand on it. You felt someone's arm's wrap around your waist. You screamed out thinking it was someone who was ready to hurt you. "Shhhh." You could tell who that voice was from anywhere. You spun around and saw half of Justin's face being lite from the moon light outside. "What the fuck! You scared me!" You yelled at him and pushed him away from you playfully. "Sorry! I didn't mean to!" Justin chuckled and grabbed your wrist pulling you into a hug. "It was supposed to be a surprise not a scare." He laughs again while hugging you long. You giggled. "Well it was both." You push him away again and walk over to the couch and plop back down next to Tuts. Justin comes running over and scoops up Tuts. "My little kitty cat." Justin sways the cat around. You laugh. "Justin that cat is anything but little, and all it did was stay in that exact spot all week." You say while watching him hold the cat that looks pissed off. Justin kissed the cat and placed it back down on the couch. He sat down next to you on the couch and silently watched the TV. "Where is your dad?" He asks, one thing you know about Justin is he can never shut up, he always has to be talking...unless he's mad or sad about something. "Work." You reply watching Jersey Shore. "Where's Tyler?" He asks still asking questions. You shrug, because honestly you didn't know where he was. "Why do you watch Jersey Shore so often?" You shake your head at all his questions. "Why do you ask so many questions?" You ask half smiling. "Because I'm bored." Justin wined and threw him head onto your lap. You laughed. "When did you get back?" You ask. "Like an hour ago." Justin responds, still laying on your lap. "And it's a Friday night, let's go out." Justin adds on. You groan. You looked down at your sweatpants and sweatshirt and your hair was up in a messy bun. "Have you seen the way I look." You say, gesturing down to your outfit. "C'mon just go get ready, were going out." You groan. Justin gets up and yanked you up off the couch. "Go upstairs, I'll wait down here." Justin says pushing you upstairs. "It's already 8." You say trying to get out of it. "No, we're going out. You have until 9 to get ready." Justin says. "Fine, just tell me where we are going." You finally agree and wait for Justin to answer. "Does it matter? Out. That's where we are going." Justin says. You roll your eyes and trot up the stairs to go get ready.

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So this is the first chapter. Oh and btw this is not my story I just found it on IG so I want to give credit to this person.

Credit : instagram.com/justinbieberimagiines

So yaaaah!