Cute Justin Bieber Imagines

In The Safe Zone

Khalil's POV:

I heard how front door opened and a familiar girl walked inside her headphones over her ears while she was singing some song. I chuckled myself and walked to the hallway to meet my sister

"How did your day go?" I asked to her when she was opening her shoes. "Good" she mumbled and grabbed her backpack on the floor before she heated in the kitchen and took a glass where she poured some orange juice before she heated in her room upstairs

I decided not interrupt her more with my questions anymore. She seemed to be busy. I liked how she has always taken her school work serious. At least someone of our family was taking, I quoted our mom. I had ever been interested on that thing so did my older brother who was only God knows where right now. We haven't heard about him after he moved away two years ago

But that wasn't what I should be thinking, I didn't give a shit about that dude nowadays. Y/N was now the person who I wanted support and encourage to continue her hard working. Not just because she was my sister but because she was really smart and she deserved get a good job

I grabbed my full coffee cup from the table and finished it. I walked over the window and checked the watch around my wrist. It was almost 4PM and a dinner time and I had no idea what should I made for us since our mom wasn't at home and it would havebeen too much ask for Y/N to make food

I was looking out of the window and thinking that dinner question before I noticed how a black Audi drove in front of our house and a guy in black leather jacket and tight black jeans stepped out of it. I couldn't anything else but roll my eyes. He was here again, Jason McCann. The guy who with Y/N had been hanging now a while and who with she had danced in the prom earlier this year

I didn't know if there was something going on between those two but at least I hope that there wouldn't be because I wanted avoid talking with him because you could ever know which day you could get a big gang of guys behind your door and got beat up

So yeah, it came pretty well out that way, he was one of those bad guys from Y/N's school. It didn't suprised me at all to be honest after reading secretly so many magazines of my mom why Y/N was liking that guy. 60% percent of good girls find bad boys more attractive than good ones, those magazines had said and seemly Y/N was one of those girls

I heard knock and I moved open the door because otherwise Y/N would have probably heard it and went herself open it. Maybe I could turn him leave if I'm enough clever, I thought but I knew that would ever happen. I wouldn'r ever have that much confidence

"Is Y/N at home?" he asked and leaned against the doorframe a cigarrette corner of his mouth when I opened our front door. I looked him suspiously and looked inside. "She's doing her homework right now and she should clea-" I tried tell him which was actually true. Even I tried block his way inside the house, he pushed his way in. "I can wait" he smiled and walked in our kitchen like it would have been his own house

I didn't like him, I have ever liked him. "You got a pretty house here" he tried start conversation with me but I stayed quiet, just nodded back. "Oh sorry, I didn't even introduced myself, stupid me. I'm Jason, Jason McCann" he straighted his hand over me. I didn't shake hand with him. "I know who you are. We met in that prom party a few months ago when I was picking up Y/N" I mumbled and sighed deeply

"Oooh, you're her brother.. Khalil, right?" I didn't like it how he talked me like we would have known each others a long time already. I just nodded again before he decided sat on the kitchen counter- "Soo.." he tried make a new conversation with me but when I didn't answered him anything he just looked around

Third POV:

"Listen Jason" Khalil finally said and filled the long silence between them. "I don't like the way, you hang out with my sister. She's a good girl and she's doing great at school.. I just...-"