"Bianca!" Justin calls as he enters your house."In here!" You call back to him from your kitchen where you sit on top of your island with your legs dangling off.
"Hey baby." You greet him as he walks up to you. You wrap your legs around his waist and start to kiss his lips.
He pulls away from you fast.
"Babe..?"
"I'm not in the mood.." He grumbles.
"Aww, why?"
"You're cheating on me that's why."
"Excuse me?"
"You. Are. Cheating."
"Uhh... Jay.. What are you talking about?"
"Look, I saw the picture of you and Austin.. You can't lie to me anymore."
"Justin.. Austin's one of my best friends.. But you're the one I love! Why would you even say that?"
"I saw the picture, Bianca! Okay! I saw it!"
"What picture!" You demand, suddenly angry at the small amount of trust Justin has in you.
Justin pulls a magazine out of the inner pocket of his jacket.
The cover has a photo-edited picture of you and Austin "holding hands."
"Are you serious!" You ask him.
Is this a joke? Does he actually believe that a) you'd cheat on him and b) that's a real picture!?
"Yes, Bianca. I'm absolutely serious. Why would I joke about this?"
Oh my god! This has to be a joke.
"Justin! I didn't cheat on you!"
"I'm sorry Bianca.. But I don't believe you."
"What? You're joking, right? Please tell me you're joking." He looks into your eyes with a pleading look.
He's not messing with you....
"I'm done with this conversation." He tells you and you sit in shock.
After a minute or so of deliberance, you hop off the island, and run up to you and Justin's bedroom.
You grab everything that hangs in your closet and all the possessions of yours that you can see.
You drop them into a suitcase and slam it shut, frustrated and feeling alone.
"Bianca.." Justin calls to you, innocence in his voice.
When you don't reply he tries to open the door, but is met with a lock.
"Bianca, please. Open the door."
"No thanks."
"Baby.. Baby, c'mon. We can talk about this.."
"No. We can't actually." You get up and walk over to the door and open it.
Justin puts his hands on your cheeks, ready to kiss you.
"Uh, no." You push him off.
"We can't, because you don't trust me! You trust a gossip article and photoshopped picture more than your own girlfriend!"
"I..." He looks away, not knowing what else to say.
"That's..That's not how it's supposed to be, Justin. You're supposed to love me and trust me with anything.."
Apparently your expectations were just too high.
Without an answer from Justin, you pick up your suitcase and push past him toward the front door.
"Bianca, wait!" Justin grabs your arms and turns you around. Spinning you into his arms.
He starts to smile and twirl you around.
He pulls his phone out for a second or two and music begins to ring out throughout your house.
It's Everything Has Changed by Taylor Swift and Ed Sheeran.
You smile at his romanticness.
He rests his hand on your waist and you rest yours on his shoulder. You dance and twirl and laugh.
When the song ends, Up comes on.
Justin pulls you in close, by your waist. Taken by surprise, you almost resist.
He pulls you in as close as possible, and you lie your head on his shoulder.
You slow dance in a circle for the entire song. Not talking.
There's nothing you need to say.
When the song ends you pull away and lean against the wall before sliding your back down it.
You rest your head against the wall and Justin sits beside you.
"What are we doing B?"
"I don't know.."
"There's no reason to fight. We love eachother - that's all that matters. You're all that matters."
"I wouldn't cheat on you Justin.."
"I know you wouldn't, Bianca. I'm so sorry."
"Don't be.. As long as I have your love, I'll be fine."
He turns to you and grins his fetus grin, melting your heart away.
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FanfictionA series of Justin Bieber Imagines. As of January 2014, I am no longer taking imagine requests for this book. I promise that if I can, I will open those requests back up to you. Thank you all for the amazing support on these imagines. It means th...