Justin Bieber Interracial Imagines

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BEEP! BEEP! "What the hell." You hear your phone go off, for the 4th time tonight. It was 4 in the morning and you had class at 8. Grumbling you begin searching through your sheets in your bed trying to find it. You find it at the foot of your bed after 3 minutes of searching. The name JB flashed on the screen along with the notification of a text message. "This boy better be dead." You say as you quickly unlock your phone.

Opening the messages you see a picture of something long on the screen. You immediately drop the phone next to you and fall back on your bed. "He sent me a dick pic at 4 in the morning." You say as you stare at the ceiling. After getting over you initial shock you pick your phone back up and look at it. I mean how often do you get to look at a Justin Bieber's dick. What confused you more then the picture were the messages that came before it. There was one that said he missed you and another one that said he wanted you. You two had been friends for 2 years and you had never really thought of him in anyway other than platonic.

You decide to call him, if he was going to ruin your sleep with his dick and confusing messages you were going to ruin his with your voice.

He picked up on the second ring. "Hhheeeyyy best friend!" He slurred his words. The background was loud he was obviously in a club, which confused you even more about the picture.

"Where are you." Shouting slightly trying to make sure he could hear you.

"Club Surrender, you should drop by!"

"No I have class at 8." You say in an irritated tone.

"Oh shit I forgot. Why are you calling me then you should be sleeping."

"Well when your best friend keeps texting you and then sends you a picture of their dick it kind of warrants a call don't you think?"

"Ohh that wasn't for you." He says quickly.

"Well you used my name in the other messages how many YNs do you know?"

"YN can we just do this tomorrow?" He signed. "You're the one who sent me a picture of your dick and messages that you wanted me and now you don't want to talk about it." You feel yourself getting angrier. Then you felt a strange sense of calm wash over you."You know what, you're right we can talk about this tomorrow." You heard him start to say something but you quickly cut him off by hanging up the phone. You settle back in bed. If he wanted to ignore the situation you would ignore it. Your heard you phone going off, his name popped up on your screen. You declined it and set your phone to airplane mode before tossing it on your nightstand. You only had 3 more hours of sleep.

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