Justin Bieber Imagines {Requests Closed}

"Home.." (Leslie)

Happy Birthday, Beliebers. You lot are my family and I couldn't ask for anyone better. Thank you for all the support, we really are a family.

*Leslie's POV*

"He's just my friend!!" 

"Just your friend, huh? Then why was he kissing your cheek and why were you so happy about it?!"

"JUSTIN! JUST LISTEN TO ME, OKAY! I didn't do anything. He kissed me and..and I-I didn't know what to do! So I smiled.. Because I didn't want him to get the wrong idea and.." I cover my face, tears running down my cheeks.

"Leslie.." He reaches his hand for mine.

"No, stop."

"Please.. Leslie..baby.. Come back.."

I swallow hard and let the anger get the best of me. "I can't.." My voice breaks.

"I was just jealous, baby girl, truly.. Please. C'mon. We're better than this.. It's just a tiny fight, I.."

"I don't know that.. We've fought so much lately and I.. It kills me to see us like this.. Maybe we just both need some time."

He shakes his head quickly. "No. Leslie. We're fine!"

He puts his hand on my cheek and I turn the other way. "I'm just gonna go,"

He moans. "Baby, please.."

I turn away from him and grab my phone off the table behind me.

I reach my hand out and grip the handle of the door. Justin puts his hand on top of mine and I force myself to look into his sad eyes.

"Leslie.. I-I'll do whatever you say.. I-I will.."

I shake my head. "I need to go home for a while, Jay.."

"This is home." I look up into his eyes and they glisten with tears. 

He puts his hand on my cheek and kisses my lips softly.

It takes everything in me, but I walk out the door and down the road, away from his house.

"LESLIE! LESLIE! OVER HERE!" I hear a man shout and I turn around to find a pap.

Damn. I can't just walk around Justin's neighborhood with mascara-stained cheeks..

Quickly thinking, I swerve into a dark, damp alley like the dumb person I am.

I bring my jacket closer to my body, even though I'm alone in the alley.

"Well, well, well," I hear another male voice behind me.

At this point, I don't know who it is. Justin? Paparazzi?

I keep walking and I hear the man's footsteps quicken behind me.

My heart starts beating a million times a second.

"Leslie." He touches my arm and I whip my head around to see who this freak is.

"T-Taylor.." I stutter.

"Did I startle you, babe?" He asks, coming closer.

"What? N-no, I just.. didn't know who you were.." My voice trails off. And you aren't Justin, but you are one of the reasons we broke up. Or..fought.

"How've you been? You stopped texting me and wouldn't answer my calls.."

Taylor and I had been best friends for ages, and then I started dating Justin, and we grew apart, but had recently reunited and become close again.

Then he admitted his feelings for me and kissed me and that's what Justin saw.

"Taylor, can we..do this later? I'm really not in the mood.." He puts his hand on my cheek, turning it so he can see my tears.

"What did he do to you?"

"W-what are you talking about?"

"Justin." He repeats, getting angrier by the minute. "What did he do to you!"

"Nothing! We're just fighting. Taylor - I really need to go, I.."

Without letting me finish, he presses his lips against mine harshly.

"What?! Taylor! Get off me! What are you doing?" I pull away.

"What I should've done a long time ago." He puts both of his hands on my cheeks and pushes me back against the brick wall that lines the alley, kissing me again, even harder this time.

"Taylor!" I plead. 

He ignores me and his arms scale up my back, reaching my bra.

He starts to unclip it and I scream again.

"HELP! ANYBODY! HELP ME!"

I hear rushing footsteps on the road at the front of the alley.

"Leslie!? Baby!?" I hear Justin's voice call out.

Oh my God. He's here. He's saving me.

"Where are you!!" He calls again.

I try to slip words out through the kiss but I can't and Taylor smirks.

I'm so afraid of the person he's becoming..

"JUSTIN!" I call once he starts kissing down my neck and freeing my mouth. "IM IN HERE! THE ALLEY! COME QUICK-K!"

I'm being raped right now.

By my best friend.

There are a lot of things wrong with that.

"Shh, baby.. Not so much screaming, mm.." Taylor moans and I see Justin's figure turn the corner into the alley and bound in my direction.

"Get off of her!!" He yells and gets Taylor with a hard kick in the gut.

Taylor falls to the ground, cringing in pain and holding his stomach.

"Justin.. You.." I start but before I can finish he picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist.

"Never, ever make me watch you walk away from me again." He tells me and kisses me sweetly.

Taylor groans beneath us and Justun looks down.

"What was that, bro?" 

"What was that!? What was that?! Let me tell you a little something.. When anyone, and I mean anyone, comes near my girl, they don't get off easy." Justin smirks. 

"I'm not so sure she's yours, bro."

"Okay. Call him bro one more time.." I warn and Justin chuckles.

"I think she is. Thanks to you. So, maybe I should be thanking you." Justin ponders the idea for a second then shakes it off. "Nah. I don't apologize to dic-"

"Alright, alright, Justin." I giggle, rolling my eyes.

"Bye Taylor!" I wave at his limp body on the ground like a snobby school girl waves to someone she feels ranks lesser than her.

"Yeah! Bye!" Justin mocks me.

We walk hand in hand down the alley and out onto the road.

Justin leads me toward his house and I stop in front of it.

He looks back at him. "Leslie.. Come home to me,"

I bite my lip and he gives me a pleading look.

I nod. "Always."

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