Imagine #3: You Wouldnt

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Part 1:

You are in you and Justin's shared bedroom
throwing your clothes into a medium sized suitcase. "[y/n], you wouldn't leave. You have no where to go anyway". Justin says slurring his words because he is as drunk as you can get.

"Justin leave me alone". You say zipping your suitcase and walking straight past him. "You'll be back your nothing without me". He blurts out. "Excuse me?" You say with a more than mad tone.

"You heard me". He answers. You slip on your black toms and your black leather jacket and look Justin in the eyes one more time. Justin's eyes are back to their normal hazel colour.

"[y/n], shit I'm sorry. I...I didn't..." He says being cut off by you. "You didn't what Justin. I'm done". You say and open the door and walk out the door. "[Y/N] STOP! IM SORRY".

You throw your bags on the backseat and then get in the front seat and drive away before Justin can come over to you.

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2 months later.

As I step out of the car and onto the red carpet I can already hear people screaming my name. You see, when Justin and I broke up I went to something where I can express myself; My music.

I was wearing a flowy black cocktail dresses that also shows my curves, a pair of black pumps with bows on the back, my hair was out and was light curls. My make up was 'on fleek'.

As I was about to walk further on the red carpet I heard people from the other end scream Justin's name. I look over to see Justin stepping out of his limo. He noticed me straight away and we didn't break eye contact.

Once I stepped off the red carpet I tried to leave the area as fast as I could so Justin wouldn't find me. As I was about to leave... "We are here live on the red carpet of the VMAS with [y/n]". The interviewer for seventeen said. Great, perfect timing.

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