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Justin Bieber imagine 4:Drunk bieber

Your boyfriend Justin Bieber was drunk once again and came home late...

I was worried about Justin if he was going to get home safely you texted Ryan making sure he came home with him as he was clubbing with him and Chaz, Ryan replied back saying he was the only one sober at the club you laughed at his reply and changed the channel over to something interesting.

I heard the door unlock and in came intoxicated bloody Justin "what took you so long"you complained to him "why do you care?"Justin slurred his words "because I'm your girlfriend"I yelled at Justin

"WHATEVER YOU ONLY USE ME FOR SEX AND MONEY YOU SLUT"he defended back pointing at you.

I felt tears brim down my face and couldn't believe the words that had came out of Justin's mouth right this moment "fine ill leave since you think I'm a slut, ill just get a job as a prostitute "i angrily said running up the stairs before he could even reach me,

slamming the door with anger releasing i grabbed my duffel bag and packed the clothes that i needed and hurry up and get out of this place.

"Y/N...I'm sorry babe please open the door...I'm really sorry"Justin begged on the other side of the door "you should of thought of saying that before you walked through the door you Idiot"i shouted so he could hear me out,

"please...just open up the door"he begged again

"Leave me alone Justin...your sleeping on the couch tonight"i felt new tears forming and falling from my eyes. I stopped packing and looked at all the memorable photos of me and Justin,

the good times when he wasn't drunk but loving and caring about me.

After the final packing of my suitcase i looked at the room that i once shared with the teen pop sensation Justin Bieber, grabbing my duffel bag and suitcase i dragged them down the stairs looking down at the ground i seen Justin sleeping peacefully on couch with red puffy eyes.

I smiled at the last picture of Justin leaving a note for him on the coffee table i let a tear slip onto the note and walked out of the front door hoping i didn't wake him up,

walking back in to grab my duffel bag i seen Justin standing there shedding new tears "where are you going"he said with red puffy eyes "home Justin..."i sadly said feeling new tears slip out of my eyes "but this is home"Justin walked closer but i moved back "can i just have my bag please"i begged before he could convince me to stay.

"I will come back for you,and i still love you but i need a break from you getting drunk and coming home late all the time okay"i blurted out before walking inside to grab my duffel bag off his shoulder and slamming the front door to go with it,

i cried my eyes out once i got into the car and took one look at what use to be mine and Justin's house "okay"taking a deep breath i started the car and drove off to mums house.

Arriving at mums house she comforted me into a hug and talk before i ascended to my old room that was filled with celebrity crushes and friendships that lasted a life time,

setting my stuff down on my purple carpet and felt the silkiness of my bed and pillow pets i checked my twitter hoping my ex-beliebers wouldn't be tweeting me to go back to him drunk self.

*3 weeks later*

Waking up feeling miserable as usual crying myself to sleep like i did every day for 21 days, i still hadn't returned any of Justin's calls or scooters they were bugging my phone 24/7 finally getting annoyed i picked up my phone and scooter was calling me non-stop since this morning.

"Y/N GET DOWNSTAIRS NOW"he nearly shouted through the phone

"why should i?"i questioned with irritation in my voice "because your going to perform today,hurry up and get ready before i help you out"scoter sounded angry and worried at the same time..