Justin Bieber Imagines {Requests Closed}

"For Him.." (Hannah)

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*Justin's POV*    

"I'm done with it."    

"No.    

"I am!" You tell her, raising your voice.    

"You don't think I might be too?" She asks. "I get harassed, hated on, followed, stalked - and I'm not even a celebrity!"    

You stay silent.    

"So don't you dare stand there and pretend like it's only hard on you.. Like the 'whole world is against you'."    

"Hannah, you don't even know what youre talking about right now, you really don't."    

"Well don't stop me now because I'm on a roll isn't that right?" She says to you.    

You know she's frustrated with everything that's been going around surrounding your relationship and rumors about you.. All you wanted to do was hold her in your arms and kiss her lips.    

"I'm 'a horrible girlfriend' because I let you do all these drugs and I'm just hopelessly 'helpless' because even though your havin strippers to your parties and visiting brothels I don't break up with you... And-"    

"Just stop it!" You scream at her. "Hannah, you have no idea what you're talking about right now! Okay! You think I don't know what they say? You think I don't hear the rumors that are put out about me every single day of my life!?"    

She looks at her hands.    

"I'm sorry.."    

"No. Hannah, just.." Your run your hand through your carmel brown hair.    

When you look back up at her her face is red and puffy and she has tears falling off her face at increasingly fast paces.    

You've been fighting so much lately.    

About everything.    

With you gone on tour, she just gets so lost and confused and lonely..and then she reads the stories the media puts out.. You don't blame her. Your career choice was just that, your choice, and she didn't deserve all the horrible lies when she wasn't even famous.    

You knew how much the fighting hurt her, too.    

It hurt you both.    

"I'm gonna.." You trail off and dart down the hallway and up the stairs, locking yourself in the master bathroom.    

You look at yourself in the mirror, angry at the person you've become.    

All these lies, the fame, the gossip, the drama, it was getting to you.  

You felt the pressure to be there for your fans who'd always been there for you, but everything made you feel the need to crack.  

The choices you've been making..they haven't been the best. And you don't want that anymore.   You need to be the young Justin everybody knew and loved.  

Easier said than done, I'm afraid.    

You wiped a tear from your eye. You knew Hannah hated to see you cry.    

You unlocked the door and made your way down the steps again.    

"Hannah?" You croak out. There's no reply.    

You bolt into the kicthen, no sign of her, you walk back through the living room, nothing. You look in the dining room, the basement, bedrooms, bathrooms - everywhere. She's gone...    

You grab your car keys and race for the door, noticing Hannah's Ugg boots and North Face fleece missing from the closet.    

You run to your car, climb in, and pull away.    

You haven't even allowed your mind to process what's happening, let alone where you plan on going.    

You circle the city, checking small streets, busy streets, parks, anywhere she might be.    

You pull over on the side of a busy street, holding your face in your hands.    

Where could she have gone?    

It was the dead of winter at midnight and your baby was somewhere in this big city without you to keep her safe.    

You tried to think if places she might go, friends houses, family member's homes.. Then your mind lands on somewhere you know she'd have at least visited.    

You push the keys back into ignition and pull off into the night.    

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You arrive at the cemetery and dash out of the car, making your way toward the grave.    

You see a hunched over figure in the distance and immediately recognize it to  be Hannah.    

You run faster as you approach it and once you reach her, you fall to your knees and wrap your arms around her from behind.    

She flinches lightly at your touch.    

"Jay." She cooes, her voice cracked from crying. She tries to wipe away her tears but you pull her hand away and brush your thumb under her beautiful eyes for her.    

"Shh, baby girl." You say softly.    

"I'm sorry..I just," She sniffles. "Miss him s-so-s-so much... And when we fight.." Her voice breaks. "It just reminds me of him because h-he told me .. before, you know, he told me to stay by you forever because he knew he could trust y-y-you to protect me.."    

"Hannah..I didn't mean what I said. I get frustrated too. All I want to do is be that perfect boyfriend that you deserve, but I just can't be.. I want to show you how much I love you.. And I don't want to fight you anymore. I get angry and upset because I have to tour and be away from you and my home, but it's what I have to do.. I want you to know that no matter how far away I am," You lace your fingers with hers. "I'm always with you."  

You kiss her forehead softly.    

"You were his best friend." She tells you.    

"I miss him everyday." You admit to her.    

"You never told me that.."    

"I know. But I do. He was my buddy, My best buddy..God, life without him hasn't gotten any easier.."    

She leans her head on your shoulder and you both stare at his grave.    

Ryan Butler 

1994 - 2015    

She's Ryan's younger sister..he set you two up.. And right after your first date, he was diagnosed with lukemia and told he'd only have a few more months in him because they'd caught it too late.    

He'd died four months after that.    

You'd lost a brother and Hannah had lost her best friend..    

"You meant the world to him. You really did."    

"I promise I'll take care of you. Not just because I want to and I need to, but for him."      

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