Dajha’s P.O.V
Imagine 17
It is early Sunday morning and time for your jog, you groan to yourself as you roll over onto your side in bed. “Why did I make this my New Year’s resolution, I hate any type of physical activity.” You tell yourself throwing your hair up in a messy bun and pulled on a pair of jogging pants with a hot pink waistband on it. You laugh to yourself as you put on a matching tank top and jacket. The weather was not by any means cold. Actually it was really nice out.
You jog with your headphones in. Nature noises bothered you a little; some were frightening in the morning. Each song went through. ‘Baby’ ‘The Monster’ ‘Royals’ ‘Gas Pedal’ ‘Marry Me’ ‘ALAYLM’ and ‘BAAB’. You reach the lake after a few more songs which you didn’t really pay attention to. Your breathing heavily, “Break time I guess.” You say to yourself finding the closest bench to you. Each day you got farther and farther without stopping.
The sun had already lifted into the sky a long time ago so you just looked at the stupid ducks walking around. The wind grew chillier as time passed, “Hey,” Someone said sitting down beside you, you glare, not recalling inviting someone to sit. “Hi,” you reply coldly. “Um, why you out in this cold?” The stranger said, you roll your eyes in annoyance, “Why do you care, it is absolutely NONE of YOUR business.” He shrugs you suppose agreeing, “True, but someone as pretty as you in this cold... Weren’t you ever told to much cold gives you wrinkles?” You narrow your eyes at him, “Are you saying I look old?” You ask him, “No, that-that’s not what I meant HONESTLY” He said raising his hands in the air.
You fold your hands in your lap, ‘why am I still talking to this creep?’ you ask yourself standing up quickly. “I have to go, bye” You start jogging away and make it home. The door is closed behind you, “Who the hell was that?” You say yourself out loud. A knock on the door sounds after you get out of the shower. Opening the door, you see the stranger again, “You just won’t leave me alone will you?” You ask him. He shakes his head ‘no’ you groan, not TRYING to sound rude of course.
He pulls off the sunglasses and flips his hoodie down revealing his Hazel coloured eyes. You didn’t even have to look at his hair, just his smile gave it away. It was Justin Drew Bieber, you felt faint. “You’re you’re you’re OHMYGOD! Come on in Justin!” he just stood there, “I can’t I have to be somewhere in an hour, but if you met me out at the coffee shop in 2 hours I would be happy to buy you some coffee or starbucks or whatever you like.” Justin shuffled awkwardly. “Bieber did you just ask me on a DATE?” You ask surprised, “Yeah, I did. So will you go for coffee with me?” You nod happily. “I would love too.
The two of you are now married happily with 2 beautiful twin girls who are now 3 years old. Gretchen and Jane. With a little baby boy on the way with you are planning to name Jeremy after Justin’s father. You guys will be celebrating your 4 year anniversary on June 4th. Congratulations to the happily married couple.
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Justin Bieber Imagines
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