Justin Bieber/Jason McCann Imagines | Book One

"You Make It All Worth It."

You were finally meeting Justin's friends, which was something you both was excited for and nervous for at the same time. From what you'd heard, Justin's friend meant a lot to him, meaning you had to get along with them. They were here before you were.

"Guys, I want you to meet [Y/N], my girlfriend." Justin smiled at his friends proudly as his arm wrapped around your waist tightly.

"It's so great to finally meet the girl he's talked about so much over the past few months." Kendall laughed as Hailey agreed with her. "We're such big fans." They chuckled nervously as they shook your hand.

"It's so great to finally meet you too." You turned to smirk at Justin at the new information you'd been given. "Your modelling work is my favourite." You gushed at the two of them.

"Holy-Damn." You heard a whisper from your left, making you turn your head.

"Hi." You grinned, holding your hand out.

"Hey, lil' mama." Za shook your hand enthusiastically as he looked you up and down.

"Ignore him, he's a dick. I'm Khalil." He grabbed your hand and shook it, a grin forming on his mouth.

You'd been told individually about each of his friends, and so far, they were living up exactly to your expectations.
"Quick question: Why are you with that?" Za pointed between you and Justin.

"What kind of question is that?" You chuckled, your jaw almost dropping at the question you had thrown at you.

What worried you, was that Za didn't look the least bit apologetic or humoured; he looked serious.

"An intriguing one." Khalil popped into the conversation once again, smirking as he awaited an answer.

Justin, on the other hand, was gaining a deep crease in his eyebrows as he frowned from behind you.

"Moving on, can we get a photo with you? Honesty, we're not joking when we said we love you. We actually didn't believe Justin when he said he was dating you." Hailey laughed as she also butted into the conversation.

You heard Justin sigh from behind you, making you flinch as you knew something was bothering him.

"Sure, but can you hold on one second?" You asked politely as you grabbed Justin's hand. Once you had their acceptance you dragged Justin into the other room, that turned out to be the kitchen.

"What's wrong?" You pouted up at him, holding a grip on his hand.

"Do I deserve you?" He asked, not answering your question how you would've liked, but it intrigued you.

"What? Of course you do." You chuckled at him, but he continued to frown.

"Then why are my friends being dicks about me dating you? Asking how and why you're with me?" His jaw clenched and his hands wrapped up into fists, a hand running through his hair and tugging on the ends.

If there one thing you've learned about Justin, it's that he gets upset and angry quite easy. You try and tread carefully.

"Justin, they're just joking. It might be a little rude, but you just have to try and ignore them." You smiled, running your hands up and down his chest.

"I'll try, but it's just so frustrating." He grumbled, his hands coming down onto your hips. His lips fell onto your lazily, his eyes drooping shut as they did so.
"But I guess you make it all worth it."