JASON MCCANN | Justin Bieber Fanfiction

The Begining

Three years ago

No One's POV

Elaina groaned as she woke up in the middle of the night with the worst contractions. She was only sixteen and nine months pregnant with Justin Bieber's baby. Justin Bieber; Nineteen and the leader of the most feared gang in New York, The Angelz. Elaina was a rebellious teen, always hitting up crazy parties and hanging out with dangerous people. Which resulted in her meeting Justin when she was only 14 at a huge Manhattan party one night and ever since they were inseparable. It wasn't until a couple years into their relationship when she discovered she was pregnant. They might have been young, but they were excited.

"Jay," Elaina called as she sat up, the pains shooting through her body made her yelp. When Justin didn't answer back after a few moments, she turned around to see an empty bed. Justin had his own apartment and she basically lived with him. Even though her parents knew Justin wasn't very innocent, they loved him like their own son and knew he took care of their daughter.

Elaina rolled her eyes and called Justin on her phone, she assumed he left in the middle of the night to attend something to do with his gang. It happened sometimes, recently more than ever.

"What's up, babe?" Justin's voice echoed through her phone.

Elaina hissed in pain as another contraction came over her and a wet feeling soaked in her lower region which meant only one thing; "Justin, my water just broke." She yelled as the nerves rushed through her body, realizing she was all alone while this was happening.

"Fuck, shit." She could hear movement and rustling around. "Baby, I'm going to call an ambulance for you and I'll be there in ten minutes, just remain calm. Everything will be okay."

It took about 30 minutes in total for; an ambulance to show up, Justin following not even two minutes after, and both, Elaina and Justin, being rushed to the hospital. Justin had already called both their parents to tell them the exciting news.

Once they arrived at the hospital, Elaina was rushed into a room and checked by a doctor. She was told she had to go into labor immediately because the baby was ready to be born. Justin held her hand the whole time as their beautiful baby girl, Blair Bieber, arrived into the world.

"Ellie, our daughter is the most beautiful thing in the world." Justin called Elaina by her nickname he gave her when they first met.

After everything was all set with the doctors, they got moved to their own room in the hospital and bonded with their precious daughter. Both their families spent quality time as well and gushed over their new granddaughter. Everything seemed perfect until the next day.

"Pattie, do you know where Justin is?" Elaina asked as she held her beautiful daughter to her chest to breastfeed her. When Elaina woke up this morning Justin was gone and he didn't even call her to let her know where he was. Which was very unlike him.

"No, I was just about to ask you the sa-" Pattie was cut short as Jeremy, Justin's dad, walked in.

He was holding a letter in his hand with a sad yet worried expression lingering on his face. "He's gone." He spoke making Elaina's heart stop. What did he mean? She thought. "The lady at the front desk gave me this letter and told me to give it to Elaina."

"G-give me the le-letter." She stuttered as her nerves took over her entire body. Elaina couldn't believe what she was hearing. Jeremy shakily and slowly handed her the letter. She read it over and over not believing the handwritten words in front of her.

Elaina,

I'm so sorry, but I can't do this. I have to go. Take care of our beautiful daughter for me. I love both of you with everything in me, more than life itself. That's why I'm doing this.

- Justin

Present day

Elaina hurried around her apartment she shared with her daughter Blair. She had just finished getting Blair ready for preschool that she attended every day while Elaina went to her college classes.

The doorbell rang meaning Pattie was here to pick Blair up and take her to school. It was a daily routine, Pattie picked Blair up every day to make it easier on Elaina so she wouldn't be late for her own classes. Justin might have been out of the picture but his parents still were in it and they helped Elaina as if she was their own daughter. Which at this point, she felt like she was. Even though she had her own loving parents as well.

"Grammy!" Blair smiled and hugged Pattie as she walked in.

Elaina handed Pattie Blair's backpack and lunch for the day. Kneeling down, she gave Blair a kiss goodbye and wished her a good day at school. "Thank you." She smiled as she stood back up, and they headed for the door.

Pattie playfully rolled her eyes while dismissing her gratitude with a hand wave. "I told you to stop thanking me for something I enjoy doing." She laughed causing Elaina to laugh along with her. She couldn't help but be polite, that's just who she was. "Have a good day, sweetie." Pattie kissed her cheek before walking out the door hand in hand with Blair.

Elaina had just finished putting on her eyeliner before throwing the books she needed for the day in her bag. It was fall season in New York so she decided on wearing black ripped jeans matched with a fitted red top and a checkered flannel she left unbuttoned. Elaina always dressed with style. She looked at the clock to see she had about twenty minutes to get to school which was perfect since her school was only ten minutes away. As she slipped on her white converse, her doorbell rang again leaving her puzzled. The only person to come here in the morning was Pattie.

She huffed, hoping whoever it was would leave quickly and not make her late for class. But as she swung open the door, her heart and breathing stopped, and she knew she wouldn't be attending class today. There stood in light washed jeans (that weren't sagging anymore) and a white plain t-shirt paired with a cream color cardigan; was none other than Justin Bieber. Her ex-soulmate, the father of her child, and the guy who left her with no explanation. He looked so much older than when she last saw him. His iconic quiff he proudly wore was gone replaced with a buzz cut. He looked a little taller and finally had some facial hair. Although he looked hotter than ever, she still wanted to slam the door in his face and tell him to go fuck himself. But she couldn't because she was frozen in place. His warm colored eyes just bored into hers for what felt like centuries before he broke the silence with his raspy voice.

"Hey."

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