Justin Bieber Imagines {Requests Closed}

"If I Could Take Away The Pain.." (Part 3)

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Weeks passed and I went on with life as best as I could, acting like I was fine. Like there wasnt a pain in my stomach, no lump in my throat.

I acted like I was happy to be done with that part of my life but I really missed it like crazy.

I couldn't tell anyone..couldn't talk to anyone and tell them how I really felt, what was really going on.

Even my closest friends seemed distant. I just felt like no one would understand. I barely did either.

How could I have even considered another guy when I can't function without the one I had?

I went out one night and met a friend at a bar, a local place. I walked in and took the sear next to her.

"Hey!" I greeted her, the smile on my face genuine.

Sometimes, I really did feel happy, sometimes I didn't have to fake the smile and I forgot about Justin and all the drama and just let loose. I hoped tonight I'd be able to do that.

"How are you! I haven't seen you in forever!" She asked me.

"I'm good, I'm good." I told her. Okay..maybe that was a lie.

"How are you, Tris!"

"Great! I just landed this amazing new job with a record label."

"Oh my god! That's so cool! Which?"

"Island Def Jam." She says.

Island Def Jam. Island Def Jam. Justin. Island Def Jam. Justin. Justin. Island Def Jam. Justin. Island Def Jam. Justin.

"Oh... Cool!" You fake a smile.

"Actually, one of my colleagues is coming here tonight. He's playing here."

She tells you.

"Who!" You ask.

"Justin Bieber." She says.

That did not just happen.

You excuse yourself to the bathroom and feel like you might throw up.

How?!

How could you just happen to choose THIS restaurant? A new sushi place opened up, like, two blocks away.

You couldn't face Justin. Not after what happened. He'd give you that look again or maybe even just ignore you.

Either way it wasn't going to end well, but how were you supposed to get out of it? You'd been planning this dinner with Tris for so long.

You came out of the bathroom, fixed your hair, took a deep breath and almost turned right back around into the bathroom as you saw Justin...and Ryan..walk through the door of the restaurant.

You walk to the booth your sharing with Tris and try to keep your knees from buckling and your eyes away from them.