Justin Bieber Imagines

Fight (Part Three)

I am soooooo sorry that it has been almost a year since I updated and I know excuses, excuses, but I am finally finishing this imagine. This will be the final part, hopefully. -J

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Justin's P.O.V.

"Excuse me? Who did you say you were?" I say with my jaw dropped.

"I am your son Carter Drew Bieber." He beams up at me. She gave him my last name?

"Come on in then Carter. How did you get here?"

"I found out where you lived by google and then I took a bus here. It wasn't that hard really. Mom says I am too smart for my own good." Carter says while coming in and sitting down on the couch.

"Won't your mom be worried when she can't find you?"

"Oh she probably already knows by now and probably is almost here." While he says that the door bell rings. "Yep, that's her. Right on time."

This kid must have a genius brain. I get up and slowly walk to the door while the doorbell continually rings. I get to the door and look through the peephole and see that it is no other than (Y/N).

"Open up this door now! Justin, I know that you are right behind the door looking out the peephole. You better open this door or I am calling the cops!" Sheesh someone's mad.

Carter speaks up from behind me, "You better open that dad. She will call the police, she did it on Richard before."

I open the door with a grin on my face, "Is there something that I can help you with (Y/N)?"

She looks at me with a pissed face. " Yes, there is something you can do for me Justin. Give me back my son now."

"If I remember correctly he is my son too." She looks around me and sees Carter on my couch. She pushes past me ignoring my remark.

"Come on Carter we are going back to the hotel." She grabs his hand about to lead him out the door and take him away forever when he suddenly stops and refuses to go anywhere.

"I am not going anywhere! We came here so you can see granny and grandpa. I even got to see nana but you won't let me see my dad. I am not going anywhere until you let me talk to him." Carter then sits on the floor and holds onto a table leg.

"Carter what has gotten into you? You never misbehave. See I told you being around your father too long has made you rotten. We are leaving and that is final." She tries to pick him up, but he holds on tight to the table.

"Wait Nana? He got to see my mom? How many people have been keeping this from me?"

"We have made many trips to see your mom and friends before. All your family and friends have met Carter. If you hadn't left then you would have been able to see Carter grow up to the person he is now. Do you know how much you hurt me back then? I was three months pregnant and all alone. And even Richard left me after awhile because he couldn't stand for me to keep going on and on about you. My life changed that day and I'm glad it did because then I wouldn't be stuck with you right now."

"Carter, bud, will you go upstairs and the third door on the right is the screening room you can go and watch a movie or T.V. show." Carter gets up and leaves. I wait until I hear SpongeBob playing so I can continue. "You know what? It was stupid of me to let you go, but that was a mistake and people work them out and get past them. You made the choice to not let me see Carter. You knew I always wanted a kid with you. What made you think otherwise? I have always loved you and have never stopped. If you please just give me one more chance I will prove it to you." I look at her with apologetic eyes.

"I am never getting back with you and that is final. Carter come on sweetie, we are leaving now." (Y/N) shouts the last part up the stairs.

All of a sudden you can hear (Y/N)'s laugh fill the whole house. (Y/N) looks back at me confused and I just smile. Carter must have found the videos I kept that I watch over and over again to hear her beautiful voice. The video he clicked on is my favorite, it's of me proposing for like the hundredth time and she had finally agreed. That was a week before our huge fight.

"Is this your proposal to me? You still have the video?" She looks at me astonished.

"I have all of them. I never delete any of them." I grab her hand and look into her eyes. " (Y/N) I have never forgotten you or about our child. I want to marry you as badly as I did back then. Please I'm not saying we start off where we left off but get to know each other again. Please?"

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I have had this sitting as a draft for almost a year now and I'm so sorry. But there will be a part 4 within a week. I promise.