Justin Bieber Imagines

Imagine for @Tiamaya21

Tiamaya's POV

I rolled over in bed to hear screaming and crying.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes. This is the 4th time that Ethan, my child, has woken me up tonight.

I got up and walked into his room and picked him up and sat down in the chair that was also in his room.

"Shhh." I cooed.

I rocked him back and forth until he stopped crying.

"I love you." I whispered.

I set him back down in his crib and he went back to sleep, once again.

I decided to go downstairs and get some water before I went back to sleep.

I grabbed a glass and filled it with water.

I leaned against the counter and drank the water.

I set the glass back down when I heard someone come inside the house.

It was Justin.

"Hey babe." He said before kissing me quickly.

Justin is never home. I know that he's a big popstar and he's a busy person, but whenever he has free time, you would think he would spend time with either me or Ethan. No, he goes out and he parties with his friends like he always does.

"Where were you?" I asked.

"I was out with friends." He said.

"Of course you were." I mumbled.

I started to walk away.

"Hey..." He whispered.

He grabbed my arm and spun me back around.

"What's wrong?" He asked me.

He placed his hand on my hip and pulled me closer to him.

"I don't want to talk about it, I'm going back to bed." I spat.

I broke away from him and went back upstairs.

I got back into bed and slowly drifted back off to sleep.

The next morning

The sun was shining through the curtains, which caused me to wake up.

I sat up and looked around the room.

Of course, Justin was nowhere to be found.

I got out of bed and walked over to Ethan's room and he was awake.

"Hi baby." I said before picking him up.

I kissed him on the cheek and carried him downstairs.

"Who's ready for breakfast?" I asked.

Ethan cheered.

I set him down in his high chair and grabbed some of his baby food.

I sat down next to him and fed him the food, which he actually ate for once.

Usually he spits it out on me. That's why I learned not to get dressed until after I feed Ethan. I learned that the hard way.