Interracial Justin Bieber Imagines

Pregnancy Scare P.2

Both of our eyes stared at the phone.
"You gonna get it?" Justin says ruining the silence. I roll my eyes and pick up my phone. I walk back into the bathroom and pick up the stick. I was relieved by what I saw. I wasn't pregnant. I walked back into my dorm room and Justin was standing there with his hands in a fist and his jaw clenched.
"Not pregnant." I smile and reach in for a hug but he pushes me back.
"What? Isn't this what we wanted?" I ask looking him in his eyes.
"This is what you wanted." He replied making eye contact with me then walking out.
"You've got to be freaking kidding me!" I yell in frustration. I cry my eyes out with my face in my pillow.
The next day...
I tried calling Justin but he never responded. So I decided to drive to his house. I rang his doorbell and Esther stood there watching me through the glass. Then Justin opened the door.
"Hey..." I say trying to smile but he just looks at me.
"I brought an I'm bewwy sawwy strawberry cause I'm bewwy sawwy..." I pout and he chuckles.
"Y/n, I thought you wanted a future with me. But you made it seem like having this baby would be bad... I wanted this baby kind of."
"I know and I'm so sorry but Justin I'm trying to get my bachelor's so that I can get a job so that one day we can have many babies and not worry about bills and being financially stable."
"Y/n, I'm rich I can take care of you."
"What if you leave me?"
"I don't want to leave you. And. I'm not anytime soon."
"Okay... but do you forgive me?" I ask. He pulls me inside the house and kisses me.
"Use your words!" I yell.
He kisses me aggressively this time.
"Does that tel you whether or not I forgive you?" He grins at me. I nod with a terrified look and he just laughs...
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