Justin Bieber/Jason McCann Imagines | Book One

Interview Jealousy

My eyes burned into Justin as I watched him do his interview from behind the cameras. I met his gaze every so often when his eyes landed on me and smiled subtly.

"[Y/N]'s down here giving me these sex eyes, it's driving me crazy." Justin pointed over to me and chuckled, sending me wink as all attention turned to me, causing my face to heat up rapidly.

"Leave her alone, you'd be complaining if she wasn't here." Ellen shamed him, slapping his arm softly.

He shrugged and grinned. "True." He laughed and glanced back over at me.

"Now, you've got a lot of celebrity friends doing what you do, who would you say your closest friend is?" Ellen readjusted herself in her seat as she watched him. "And you can't say yourself, or [Y/N], and I know you love me and everything, but you can't say me." Justin chuckled and tapped his fingers on the side of the seat.

"Uh," He took a moment to think. "Probably Hailey," He nodded and looked down at his shirt, straightening it out. "She's just so genuine and so fun to be around. Our relationship has definitely built stronger over the last few months and I love her; she's so caring." He smiled as he looked back at Ellen.

I felt an unfamiliar feeling erupt in my body, the way Justin spoke about Hailey brought about a weird emotion in me. I felt jealous of the way he spoke about her. He spoke as though they were dating, which they weren't.

"And the photos definitely show you both getting closer." The screen behind the two of them showed a photo Justin had posted on Instagram a few weeks ago. Hailey's arm rested comfortably on Justin's shoulder whilst his arm held her waist. My blood boiled as I folded my arms.

"Yeah, she's great." He chuckled, taking a sip of his water.

I decided on staying put to refrain from causing a scene, or make anyone suspicious as to why I stormed off in the middle of Justin's interview. I looked calm, but fires were going off in my mind; it bugged me that Justin spoke about Hailey in that way, and I wasn't entirely sure why.

Collapsing down on the couch a few hours later, Justin joined me, his face showing a permanent frown as he looked over at me. "What's wrong?" His hand moved over my thigh.

I shrugged. Looking down at my hands as they suddenly became more interesting. "Nothing."

"Don't give me that shit, something's upsetting my princess and I wanna know what it is." He suddenly grabbed a hold of me and rolled my onto his lap. "Now spill it." He pecked my shoulder reassuringly.

I sighed, looking up at him. He sat smiling, waiting patiently. "I may have felt..something when you were doing your interview." I spoke slowly, not really wanting to confess my petty jealousy.

He frowned in confusion. "..Horny? Because if so, we can fix that right now." He smirked, his hand moving over over my thigh.

"No," I swatted his chest with the back of my hand. I sighed once more. "I felt jealous." I bit the inside of my cheek as I looked down.

"Jealous of wh-Wait, because I was talking about Hailey?" His face filled with acknowledgement instantly.

"Not because you were talking about her, just the way you were." I shrugged helplessly. "I don't know why, I'm sorry." I muttered.

"Don't apologise, baby. But you know that there's nothing to be worried about, don't you? It's you that I come home to every day, it's you that I want to be with and it's you I love." He forcefully kissed my cheek.

"I know that," I smiled down at him as my hand came around his neck. "But something bugged me and I don't know why. I love you, and I love Hailey, I know there's nothing to be jealous of." I frowned as my mind raced.

"Hey, don't worry yourself about it. I love you." He grabbed hold of my chin and brought my lips onto his, which I accepted gratefully.