bad day || au j.b.

bad day || j.b.

a/n : lowercased words used purposefully.

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he wasn't ever as bad as everyone put him out to be.

sure, he might've been pessimistic, and sometimes you didn't know whether he was lying or not. he had a harsh temper, and had no problem breaking a few of your teeth if you even pushed one of his buttons. justin hadn't ever been the nicest, or smartest, or strongest.

but i loved him with all of my being, with everything that i had.

then he left. no words, no note, no anything.

at first, i tried to forget about the memories he gave me. i tried to forget all the places he took me, everything he'd ever bought me. i just tried to forget him.

and it worked for a little while. i thought i wasn't in love anymore. but everyone knows you can't move on.

two years later, he showed up on my doorstep. broken mentally and physically, he had grown out his hair and grew a sleeve of tattoos. he was wearing the same black tee that i bought him three days before he left, and the rain had matted down his brown hair and the tee. and as soon as my name slipped from his pink lips, his voice cracking at the first letters, i knew.

i just knew that i would always love justin drew bieber with all of my being.