Justin Bieber Interracial Imagines

"Im pregnant" pt.1

I was sitting on my bathroom floor shocked as hell. I've been feeling really weird lately, like throwing up whenever I ate anything, so I asked my best friend Melanie to buy me 3 pregnancy tests. In my head I was so sure I wasn't pregnant, but these 3 tests just proved me wrong.

I honestly didn't know how to tell Justin, yeah we've talked about having kids but in the future. Justin and I have been together for 4 years and engaged for 5 months due to his career and mine we just haven't had the time to have the wedding.

I heard Justins car pull into the driveway, I quickly hid the pregnancy tests in the drawer with my pads and tampons. I looked in the mirror trying to calm myself down and figure everything out.

"Lexx! Babe, i'm home" I heard Justin start jogging up the steps, skipping a few. He walked into the bathroom and smiled while wrapping his arms around my waist while looking at me through the mirror. "What you doing in here?" he asked then kissed my cheek. "Nothing just looking in the mirror. Justin do I look.. bigger?" I asked him trying to see if he noticed anything. "Nah babe you look great. why whats wrong?" "Justin.. Im pregnant" I couldn't hold it in any longer I had to tell him. 

"You're what?" He said with an expression that I couldn't quite read. "So what are you going to do? You're not going to keep it right?" No he didn't really just ask me that! "Are you fucking kidding me right now, Justin?" I said with so much hurt and anger laced in my voice and written all over my face. "Alexis! We have careers. We haven't even gotten married yet! Were not ready for a freaking kid! Are you out of your mind!" "Are you out of your fucking mind! Telling me i'm not ready for a kid! obviously you don't know me Justin! I cannot believe you're saying this right now! who even are you right now. I cant even look at you." I say letting all my tears go at this point. 

"Well if you keep it you'll be raising it on your own because I don't have time for this shit!" He says walking down the stairs. I quickly follow him and beat him before he could get to the front door. "IT? JUSTIN THIS IS YOUR FUCKING CHILD TOO! YOU'RE JUST GOING TO LEAVE US BEHIND! FUCK YOU JUSTIN!" I was so done I went upstairs and started packing everything that I owned. I was not going to sit here and beg him to stay and take care of HIS child.

I walked down the steps to see Justin sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. I quickly rolled my suitcase towards the door, I put my shoes on and grabbed my keys and headed for the door. Then I felt Justin grab my arm, "Wait, where are you going?" he asked looking down at my huge suitcase. 

"Im leaving Justin. Im not going to sit here and beg you to love and take care of your own child. If you don't want this child then you don't want me. For you to suggest for me to abort my baby was disgusting and I cannot look at you right now because of that." I said not even looking up at him. I took my hand out of his grip and took the engagement ring he gave me off my finger and put it in his hand and left. I didn't look back because I knew if I did I wouldn't leave. That was so hard for me to do, but i'm doing this for my baby, for me.