Make Me -Justin Bieber

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(Your P.O.V.)

"I don't see why you want to play ping pong with me. It's pointless. You know you're going to win anyways." I argued.

Justin simply smirked at me "C'mon and play. It'll be fun I promise."

I groaned loudly and picked up the ping pong paddle. "Let's get this over with."

He hit the ball to me and it bounced off the table and hit the floor. I picked it up and smiled at him. He furrowed his eyebrows. I hit the ball and it hit him right in the forehead.

I grinned and set the paddle back down "I win."

Justin just stared at me "Did you really just do that?"

"Do what?" I played dumb.

"You know what." He started walking around the ping pong table.

I walked away from him. As soon as I could I ran away. I knew he was close behind. I felt two arms wrap around my waist and lift me into the air. He put me down on the couch and started tickling me.

"J-Justin stop." I said between laughs.

"What? I can't understand you." He smirked.

"STOP!" I yelled.

He stopped but kept his fingers on my side "Why'd you cheat?"

"I didn't cheat I won. You're just a sore loser." I teased.

"Shut up, loser." He looked away.

I leaned up "Make me." I whispered in his ear.

He looked back at me his face dangerously close to mine. "What?"

"Make. Me." I repeated.

He smirked then planted his lips on mine. Instead of pulling away I kissed him back.

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first bieber imagine hehe, enjoooy!

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