Cute Justin Bieber Imagines

"How To Fix A Broken Heart"

Third point of view:

It was a Friday night and almost midnight. Y/N and Justin were sitting in the VIP section in the club where they had met each other first time. Now it was their 2nd anniversary when they started date

"Happy 2nd anniversary, baby" Justin kissed his girlfriend who smiled big. Their friends, which they had asked to come with them, cheered and clapped their hands. Everything seemed to be fine

"You should soon start think about betrothal before Y/N will find someome better" Khalil joked with Justin. He laughed out loud and looked over Y/N. "She has already chained to me and she knows it. Plus she couldn't find better man than me" he smiled and Y/N giggled back

Everything seemed to be fine so far. They laughed each other's jokes, smiled, had fun. Y/N thought already that it might be the best night of her life

But things start often get more complicate and harder to handle when the alcohol come in the game. It makes people do stupid things, really stupid things

Y/N's point of view:

I walked back from the bar to our table with my girls when one of them grabbed me by shoulder. "Let's go dance" she said. I could hear a little panic in her words which confused me

"Sure, I'll just go put this drink to our table. I'll be right back" I said. I pulled myself off her grip even I heard them to say no

Maybe I should have really listen to them on that moment because when I stopped in front of our table, a shocking view made my eyes widen. My boyfriend was making out with a young brunette

The view shocked and disgusted me same time. I couldn't just stand there and watch how my boyfriend's tongue was deep in other girl's mouth. I put my drink down and started walk away

I went tell to my friends that I didn't feel so well anymore. They knew exactly where that 'bad feeling' came from and tried calm me down but it was too late. Nothing could make my night good anymore

I went take my jacket and grabbed a car keys from Justin's jacket before I heated out of the club. I had seen enough for this time

I drove back home and tried my best not start cry. Why I even need cry over him? I wasn't the one who decided start flirt and get contact with stranger. But those thoughts didn't really make me feel better, just sadder than I already was

I parked the car in front of our house. I took a deep breath and stepped out. There was a birthday party in our neighbor and some people were outside smoking. I didn't want show them that I had cried

I walked quickly inside the house and slammed the door close before I bursted in cry. I let all those tears, and same time all that pain and disappointment, come out. It made me feel so much better in the end

I swiped away my tears and straight up my back. He would probably soon notice that I wasn't in that club anymore, so I had to do something and fast, and I knew exactly what that 'something' was

I ran upstairs to our bedroom and started pull his clothes and other things out of wardrobes. The limit had crossed now, I wouldn't watch that man in my house anymore. I felt myself so sad and terrible enough because of him

Nobody should end in that point but maybe I had watched this too long too calm. But now I saw it finally, this couldn't last anymore

I walked in the balcony and started drop his clothes and books down. I saw with a corner of my eye how our neighbors and their guests followed my 'cleaning' with shocked face. I didn't pay attention on them, I just continued

I noticed how a grey Audi stopped in front of our house and Justin jumped out of it. He ran closer the house and looked up to me and my eyes. "What the hell is going on, Y/N?" he asked