Justin Bieber Imagines

Party

“Justin!” You call to your best friend that you used to talk to all the time, Justin Bieber, at Taylor Swift’s party when you suddenly see him. He’s sitting next to the food table, alone. He looks up at you and at first shock crosses his face, then replaced with a huge smile. You run over to him and give him a huge hug.

“Justin, oh my god it’s been forever! I’ve missed you so much, oh my god,” you to say him into his shoulder.

He squeezes you tighter against him. “I missed you, too. Bro, how long?”

“I don’t even know,” you say, wiggling out of the hug to get a look at him. It’s been forever since you’ve seen him, other than on TV. and stuff. “Justin, you look amazing. So different, last time I saw you, you had that cute little hair flip.” You friendly messed up his hair while you both laughed. “But your hair looks really good now. Like, you look hot Justin.” You told him, in a best friend kind of way. You sat down in the chair next to him.

He laughed. “Wait stand up, let me see you.” You slowly stood up and twirled around like a stupid princess, making him laugh again. Then you stopped so he could actually look at you. His eyes scanned from you head to your toes, then back up, stopping at your breasts. You playfully shoved your hand in his face.

“You perv!” You joked. You both laughed as you sat back down. “So, how different do I look?”

“Different,” he said, tucking your hair behind your ear. “Your hairs longer.” He ran his hand from your hair line, down to the ends, which went down to your belly button. “’Looks pretty. You look pretty.” He smiled and flopped his hand down in his lap.

“Thanks,” you say, smiling back. “So, how are you and Selena?! I haven’t heard much about you too, except about some stupid that you two broke up. Stupid rumors annoy the –‘’

“Kristah,” he interrupts you. “Me and Selena kinda did break up...2 months ago...rumor was true, for once.”

You just stared at him, for a second you thought he was joking. But you saw in his eyes that he wasn’t. He and Selena actually broke up.

“Justin! What the hell?! You and her were perfect, what happened?!”

“Well,” he started, leaning back into his chair. “She thought I was cheating on her with some model – even though I wasn’t – but the real reason was just tour. It was hard, you know?”

“Justin!” you yelled a little. “Tour is over now! Call her, take her back. You guys seriously were always smiling; always with each other...You guys were so happy, right?!”

Justin looked down for a second, like he was thinking. After a few seconds he looked back up. “Well, we were happy in public, when she wasn’t being a bitch. When we were alone, she acted like she hated me,” he looked me in the eye. “She just used me for fame.”

You thought it over and it started to kind of make sense. Selena did sort of seem like that person, but you didn’t want to believe it was true. But you had to.

“Awe, Justin...I’m sorry...that really sucks,” you started to say. “Whelp, she’s missing out now. I mean, look at you.” You scanned his whole body with your eyes, making him laugh.

“I have swag, I know.” He joked.

“Totally,” you replied, laughing.

You guys sat in silence for a couple minutes. Not because you didn’t know what to say, though – you and Justin somehow always had something to talk about.

Justin broke the silence. “You want to go somewhere quieter?” he asked out of nowhere.

“Sure?” you replied, confused. You got up anyways and walked outside to Taylor’s back patio, sitting down on a bench next to Justin. It was kind of cold outside, and Justin felt you shivering. He put his arm around you; his warm, muscular arm.

“So why’d you want to come out here?” you asked, leaning your head into his shoulder.

“I don’t know; I haven’t seen you in forever. I want to spend some time with you...” he said, laying his head on yours. “I don’t know when we’re going to hang out after this.”

“Hey,” you said, looking in his eyes. “We’ll plan something. You live here, in California, right?” you asked. He nodded his head.

“Then we’ll hang out all the time.” You said, laying your head back down on his shoulder.

“Sounds...Swaggy.” he said. You laughed.

“Love you Justin. I missed my best friend.” You whispered.

“Best friend...” he started to say. Then he unexpectedly leaned down and kissed you softly on the lips for no longer than a second. You sat there, stunned, for once not knowing what to say.

He laughed. “Well, I guess we can start as best friends.” He leaned back down and as soon as he laid his head on yours again, you felt the urge to kiss him again. You got up and within a second you were in his lap, holding his face, kissing his lips. He put his hand on your back and kissed you, too.

Suddenly, Taylor walked outside with Miley. They saw you two and started laughing. “Sorry to...interrupt.” Miley said. You turned around and playfully flipped her off. She laughed and gave you a wink before walking back inside with Taylor. You turned back around and laid your head on Justin’s chest, laughing with him.

“Just saying,” Justin started. “I didn’t think best friends just randomly kiss each other, but ok.”

“Friends with benefits,” you joked.

“Is that what we are...?” He asked, a hint of sadness in his voice.

“No,” you said, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Were more...if you want to be?”

He stroked the back of your hair and played with it in his palms. “Yeah, we are.” He smiled before leaning in and kissing your lips one more time before wrapping you in his arms, hugging you tight, never letting go.