Justin Bieber/Jason McCann Imagines | Book One

Long Distance

"Babe, I gotta go. But I love you and I'll call you tonight, okay?" Justin smiled widely through the screen.

"Okay, I love you. Bye!" You smiled at him and waved before watching his face disappear, making you let out a sigh.

Feeling the light drain out of you as you sat alone in your room, you didn't move. Everyday you wished you could've gone with Justin on tour, you'd do anything to experience it and be with Justin all the time, but sadly, you had to live the life of a normal young adult and work.

Picking up your phone, you scrolled through Instagram, liking a few here and there. All of a sudden coming a cross a photo Justin was tagged in by a fan with the caption: "they're so cute!!😍". You frowned as you looked at the picture, it was of Justin and a girl you'd never seen before. Clicking on Justin's profile, you noticed he'd posted a lot of pictures of the two over the last few days.

You tried thinking nothing of it, you knew Justin wouldn't cheat. But what if he's getting bored of you? Your mind raced as you almost began to panic.

The long distance was definitely beginning to effect you, you'd gone from seeing Justin basically everyday to once every few months, you had the right to be nervous, right? You wanted nothing more than to be wrapped in Justin's arms but instead, you were sat on Instagram, seeing pictures of him being close with other girls and watching his fans fall in love with them together.

Justin, on the other hand, could see you weren't happy as you smiled weakly through the laptop screen. And he felt it too, he wanted to be with you all the time as much as you wanted to be with him.

Pulling a few strings, he managed to work something out with Scooter. He called you that night, acting as though nothing was different.

His stomach flipped as he thought about the next week, a smile lighting up his face as he heard your voice through the phone, knowing you had no idea. He wanted nothing more than to have you wrapped in his arms.

The Next Week
Sighing, you slumped down on the couch as you rested for the first time today.

You hadn't heard from Justin in a few days, almost proving your theory that he was getting bored of you. Or maybe he was just busy. You fought against your negative thoughts desperately.

Hearing at knock at the door, you stood up reluctantly, wanting nothing more than to sleep for the night.

Opening it, you were greeted by the last face you thought you'd see in a while. Your jaw dropped as you stood staring at his grinning face.

He stood with his arms open and a bouquet of flowers in his hand. He was wearing a white t shirt that complimented his tattoo-filled arms and black jeans that he wore perfectly.

"Hi, baby." He breathed out as he engulfed you in a warm hug, a hug that you hadn't felt in almost three months. "I missed you so much."

You felt tears prick at your eyes as you stood staring at nothing, sniffling lightly.

"[Y/N], baby, don't cry. I'm here." He whispered as he wiped the single tear that rolled down your cheek. "What's wrong?" A look of concern plastered on his face.

"I thought you were getting bored of me." You choked on your tears as you wiped your eyes with your finger.
He frowned instantly. "What? Why the hell would you think that?" He stepped inside and closed the door.

Sighing, you collected your thoughts. "I thought you were ignoring me or not bothering to call me and I saw all these pictures on Instagram of you and these girls that were so beautiful and I just thought you were eventually going to realise just how beautiful they are and leave me, but you're here." You chuckled as you sniffled quietly, staring at him, it hitting you that Justin was finally in your presence.

"[Y/N]. Why didn't you just talk to me? God, I promise, that'll never happen. It's only you, I told you this before I left. I only want you, you are beautiful and you are my everything." He grazed his thumb over your cheek.

"I love you." You choked on your sobs as his words ran through your mind over and over again. "Thank you."

"I love you too, babygirl. So much." He embraced you in a hug and pecked your cheek.