Justin Bieber Imagines

Crazy.

Justin's pov

She's beautiful.

Typically, there's some sort of distance between us. But today, she's home all by herself. Her parents are on a business trip, and her older brother is away for the weekend.

Now's my chance.

I know, I know. It's creepy of me to be watching my neighbor through her bedroom window. But it shouldn't be.

That's my girlfriend.

Granted, she doesn't know that she's my girlfriend, but she'll find out today. She'll find out that I've been watching her, protecting her, through this window. Every night, I would stare through her window at approximately 9:45 p.m. and watch as she got out of the shower and put on her lotion and pajamas. She had such an amazing figure; her chocolate skin looked so smooth and soft.

I can't wait to taste it for myself.

And her hair! God, how her hair gets to me. It's so curly and long. I love it when she gets bored and she begins to play with it.

I wonder what it smells like...

I think, whatever it smells like won't matter as I'm pulling on it tonight.

I checked the time on the clock to make sure I was on time. Perfect. She walked in from her bathroom, grabbed her Cocoa Butter and her underclothes and sat on her bed in contentment.

Then she removed her towel.

Oh my God, she's amazing. Not a blemish or scar in sight. She finished lotioning her body and went to put on her lace underwear, but this time she stopped. She walked over to her door and clicked the lock, then walked into her closet and grabbed a box from the top shelf. She grabbed something from inside of the box and plugged it in before she--

I looked away at the sight. I wanted to touch her there, not some dirty machine. I was going to wait until later but I need her now.

I sprinted downstairs and out of my house, then hopped the fence to her house. Walking up to the back door, I'm assuming the alarm was on, so I typed in the code 0123, which granted me access to the inside. But before I could see her, I wrapped my hand around the circuit breaker and shut all of the lights in the house off.

Her faint moaning stopped then. Opening the door slowly, I quietly crept up the stairs to where she was. I stood flat against the wall and peered into her bedroom through my brown eyes.

She was afraid of the dark. The reason being that someone could be lurking in the house and she wouldn't even know.

But she'll find out soon enough. She stood from her bed absolutely still. She reached to her lamp and pulled the cord to turn it on. Nope. So she chose to turn her phone on the highest brightness setting, and sit for an hour. By the time her phone died thirty minutes later, she had fallen asleep.

Now it's my turn to have some fun with you.

I gently picked her up and made my way back to my house next door, this time turning the breaker on and leaving the door unlocked.

Now it looks like she wanted to leave with me.