Justin Bieber Imagines

"I Promise" || Fight/MakeUp

requested by: @avonsscrew

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: You and Justin have an argument, the cause being because of his out of control and bad boy persona.

kayla.

"Babe, it's alright... People will stop talking about it, maybe in a couple of days or so." Justin's rasp voice spoke, as he tried to comfort me, shrugging his shoulders in the process. Even though Justin seemed calm as a cucumber on the outside, he was basically masking his emotions, and I could see the worrying and nervousness swimming in his irises.

"Justin, really? Yes, people will stop talking about it but they won't forget! And of course your haters now have plenty of good reasons on why to hate on you even more!" My voice raised, as I was staring directly towards Justin with angry eyes. "For god's sake Justin, when will you learn your damn lesson already!?"

Justin's eyes rolled towards the ceiling, letting out an annoyed huff. "Let me remind you: I. Don't. Give. A. Damn!" He now stood up from the couch, and stared back at me with almost the same look that I have in my own eyes. "I don't care about any of my haters, especially what they think of me. I don't care if everyone talks about this shit, they'll eventually forget in the future. And I definitely don't care about learning my stupid 'lesson'. Besides, as long as I have my Beliebers, then I'm all good."

I let out a groan. "Justin, you're 19 turning 20 this year! You should've figured right from wrong by now. And you act so immature, you just need to grow up. Also, if you keep this shit up, all of your Beliebers won't be there for you by the time this year ends."

"Exactly, I am 19! Meaning, I'm not a kid anymore. Kayla how many times do I have to tell you!? Just leave me alone. I want to do, what I want to do!" He yelled. "I'm old enough to choose my own decisions and what's best for my life." He retorted as I gritted my teeth.

"But do you have to make such stupid ones?" I bit back at him. Lately, Justin has still been acting up, one recently was of him throwing eggs at our neighbor's house. I mean, I don't like our neighbors at all, but I would never egg their house. And this isn't the first time Justin has been showing signs of misbehavior. There was plenty of times last year where he wasn't acting like that sweet, cute, and innocent Justin that I personally love and know.

Last year, me and Justin would always argue about his behavior, but it'll always last for twenty minutes or so, because he would either not participate in our conversation or just agree with everything I said just for me to stop talking to him about it.

But right now I'm literally fed up. He's facing something that's almost a major deal. I mean, the police are involved for Christ's sake! And just from one stupid action, caused so many of us already so stressed about the whole thing.

"What are you, my mother!?" His breathing now came out in angry huffs. He doesn't like it when we have arguments, especially if it involved his behavior. In his eyes, his behavior didn't mean nothing to him. Every time he sees a whole article of his bad boy persona, he'd just shrug it off and say something in the lines of 'as long as I have the people that I love with me, then I'm all good.'

But in my eyes, his behavior is what I care about. He has so many people looking up to him, and he needs to be a good role model. And he's just giving more reasons on why his haters should hate him.

I shook my head, furrowing my eyebrows together. "No, I'm your girlfriend. Your girlfriend who cares about you and your reputation. Justin, I just don't want to see your career go downhill. So many people care about you, and I don't want you to let them down." My voice softened despite how angry I was at Justin earlier.