Justin Bieber Imagines {Requests Closed}

"I Think It Interupted Us.." (Sirine)

*Your POV*  

"I'll be right back." Justin winks at you before he walks away to get you both a drink.  

"Mmm, I'm comin baby." A man says from behind you.  

Before you can turn around to see what's happening, he's sat himself right beside you.  

"Excuse me," You retort. "My boyfriend is sitting there."  

"Aw.. Well we wouldn't want to make him jealous now would we?" He teases and places his hand on your thigh.  

You slap him off. "Don't touch me."  

"Fiesty," He looks at your outfit, skinny jeans and a tight shirt, "I like that.."  

"I just want to watch the game with my boyfriend," You repeat. "So can you leave?"  

Instead of replying, he shoves his lips on yours.  

You pull away with disgust. "If you ever touch me, ever again, I'll kill you." You threaten.  

"Hey now, no need to get all dangerous on me."  

"Leave me alone!!" You tell him.  

You look around desperately, hoping Justin will come and rescue you.  

The man kisses you again.  

You slap him across the face as Justin shows up.  

"Sirine! Whose he!?"  

"I swear to God, Jay.. Please get him off me!"  

Justin grabs the man's collar and as he pulls him away from you, you smell liquor off him.  

Justin lays a hard punch on the man's jaw for good measure before he pushes him up the stands and away from your seats.  

He comes back with a bloody lip.  

"What?! Jay?! Are you alright?"  

"Yeah, baby, I'm fine. He just got a little defensive."  

He sits back next to you and you turn to face him, placing your finger gently on his upper lip.   He stares into your eyes with his perfect carmel brown orbs.  

"Thanks for protecting me." You smile.  

"That's what I'm here for. Looks like I can't even leave you alone for a minute without some other guy coming over to try and steal you from me.."  

"Don't worry - there's no competition."  

He smiles at you, showing his teeth.  

"I love you, Sirine," He leans into you to kiss you just as Landon Donovan crosses to Hoffman who goes in and scores his second goal, giving the Galaxy a one point lead over the Fire.  

You jump out of your seat and cheer.  

Justin laughs at you.  

"What! We're winning!!" You say excitedly, soccer is your favorite sport.  

"I know," He grabs your waist and pulls you down into his lap.  

He runs his fingers through your hair.  

"But I think it interupted us." He says to you.  

"Maybe." You taunt.  

He chuckles at you and pulls you into him, pressing his lips on yours.  

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