Justin Bieber Imagines {Requests Closed}

Imagine: I Know It Inside My Heart (FINAL PART)

okay so...i thought about just deleting this imagine bc i think everybody forgot about it...but anyway -- heres the last part!

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To: Taylor Uh..oops? I saw him last night and..idk what's gonna happen now..is it wrong to go back to him?  

From: Taylor You make your own decisions .. Just make sure it's the right one ❤  

Justin.. Justin.. Justin..

His name echoes through my head for the rest of the day. As I go through rehearsal after rehearsal for the Stars Dance tour, he's all I can think about. I feel the same way I felt when we were dating .. Is that good or bad?

I have absolutely no idea what to do because I love him but the whole thing has become so public and the hate I get from his fans and even my own can be hard to take sometimes.. Love is worth the risk is what my mother used to tell me. Follow your heart is what my father used to tell me. So if it's worth the risk and my heart says yes but my mind says no..then..do I do it? Do I go against everything that I've said the past few months; everything I've stood for.

What do I do...?

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I walk up the small, steep steps that lead my into my jet. I'm flying to Norway tonight. Why? To see Justin.

I'm not tweeting about it or making it public in anyway..but I know that the media will find out no matter what.

I plop down into my favorite seat on the plane and open a magazine, my dancer-become-best-friend sitting across from me as the plane took off into the night.  

We made it to Norway in good time. I stepped off the plane and was greeted with a soft, crisp breeze. My hair blew back onto Chrissa (my dancer-become-best-friend). She laughed.

I grabbed my luggage, put it in the big black SUV car and we drove off.   We reached Justins hotel at around noon.

Paps were circling the building-it was as if they knew I'd be here. There were patches of screaming fans, too. They screamed much MUCH more when they spotted me.

My hood was up but my incognito look failed. I walked through the revolving doors and straight into the elevator without glancing back.

I made my way to the top floor and exited the elevator car. I was greeted with a plush penthouse room. Justin was sitting on the couch, playing on his phone and..well..being a guy.

  "I'll never understand it." I muttered to myself and he turned around.  

"Selena" He said. He sounded almost..shocked. Like he was surprised that I was really there.

  "Hi.." I said quietly and awkwardly.

  This was awkward to say the least. And that's what I hated the most. How could someone I talked to every single day and loved to death be someone who I don't know how to talk to anymore..?  

"I miss you." He said abruptly.

  "I know.." You reply, nodding your head.  

"No. You really don't."

He grabbed your hand and the warmth of his touch sent a tingle down your spine. He sat you down next to him on the couch in the middle of the penthouse.   "

I can't survive without you."   

"You-you can't?"  

"No. I can't. Selena, you're too perfect for words and I love you more than I can explain. Thinking of a world without you is just..too much. I can't tell you how much I've missed you, I really can't. It doesn't matter that I saw you last week when the paps found us..I just wanted to be able to see you and talk to you again. Everything about you..you're all I can think about."  

You bite your lip.  

"Thank you.." You say not selfishly but truly. "Thank you."  

He looks at you, deep into your eyes and you stare right back into his warm, Carmel orbs.  

"Justin..."  

"Anything baby girl." He replies immediately.  

"How do I know I can trust you.."

He looks at you with sad eyes.

"I know, I know. We have trust in eachother but that's not what I meant and you know it. I mean how do I know that you won't go off and be same guy I left behind four months ago? I don't want you to be..I really don't. I love the old Justin, I love him more than I can tell you.. But the Justin that I had to deal with for the last months of our relationship.. It killed me to see you the way you were .. And it kills me even more to see you how you are now." You say that last part quietly.  

"What?" He asks.  

"You know how you've been acting lately.. Jay..it's not you. The you I know. Where is that little sixteen year old boy who was shaking to even look at me? The boy who didn't care what the world thought he just laughed and sang through it all..."   

This stuff has been on your mind for a while..I mean, it's true! All of it!  

"I'm sorry..and I know the way i acted..I don't know what it is..there's too much pressure on me all the time and then there's pressure to not crack under the pressure..it's crazy. That's why I'm saying this .. I need you. You are the only one who can make me .. me again. Please Sel.."  

"Okay." You reply simply.  

"What?"  

"Okay." You repeat and the biggest grin you've ever seen appears on his face.  (see picture at the side)

He leans into you and pulls you close.  

"You're my princess..and I'll always love you."   

"I hope so." You reply and nuzzle your head further into his shoulder.  

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