Justin Bieber Imagines

Imagine for @aela2002

Ameera's POV

I got home after a long day of work.

I threw my stuff to the side and plopped down on the couch in the living room.

I sighed with relief because I was finally done.

I pulled out my phone and dialed it.

Phone Conversation:
Ameera: Hey, Justin.
Justin: Hi baby. Are you home?
Ameera: Yes, I just got here about 5 minutes ago.
Justin: Good. Do you feel better? When you called me earlier, you were complaining too much.
Ameera: It was a horrible day. When are you coming home?
Justin: I will soon, I might be home late because they're holding me up at the studio.
Ameera: Okay, just text me when you're leaving. I'll let you go so you can get beack to work.
Justin: I love you, baby.
Ameera: I love you too, J.

I hung up and smiled.

Justin always puts a smile on my face and I'm so glad that he's in my life.

I don't know what I would do if he was taken away from me.

I decided to take a nice, hot bath because I deserve it.

I went upstairs and turned on the water and dropped a bath bomb in.

I undressed and hopped in the tub.

I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my social media.

After I was done, I locked my phone screen and put it side of the tub.

I sunk down in the tub so only my eyes were showing.

I felt so relaxed, this was the perfect way to end my day.

It would be even more perfect if Justin was here with me.

I climbed out of the tub and unplugged the drain.

I wrapped a towel around myself and walked out into my bedroom.

I put on one of Justin's t-shirts and a pair of my sweatpants.

It was pretty late, so I decided to call Justin and see where he was.

I dialed his number and listened to the phone ring.

No answer.

He's probably recording or something. I hung up the phone so I wouldn't interrupt him in the middle of a song or something.

As soon as I hung up, I got another phone call from a number that I wasn't familiar with.

I slide my phone across the screen and answered the phone.

Phone Conversation:
Ameera: Hello?
Caller: Yes, are you Ameera?
Ameera: Yes. What do you want?
Caller: This is the hospital, your boyfriend Justin has been in a horrible car accident and he's in critical condition, we need you to come down here immediately.

My heart dropped and my phone fell from my hand.

"Miss Ameera? Miss Ameera?" The nurse said into the phone.

I picked up my phone and hung it up.

I shoved my phone into my sweatpants pocket and put on some shoes.