13 Reasons Why Imagines

justin foley [3]

I parked my car in my driveway and stepped onto my porch. As I was unlocking my door I heard my name being called. I turned around and saw my boyfriend, Justin Foley running up to me with a bag clinging to him.

"Babe, you ok?" I asked, opening my door and letting Justin inside. "No, not really" he mumbled. He looked like he would break down at any moment. I put my stuff down and grabbed his hand, leading him to my bedroom. I shut my door since my dad was probably going to be here any minute. Justin set his bag on the ground and sat on my bed. I sat beside him, still holding his hand. "Talk to me. What happened? What's wrong?" I asked, concerned. "It's my moms boyfriend. He kicked me out. He was screaming at me and started choking me. Can I stay here? None of the guys are answering and I really don't want to stay at Bryce's. Please y/n. I'll even-" I cut him off by pecking his lips. He looked completely broken and seeing him like this broke me. Justin does not deserve this. My baby does not deserve the way his mother treats him and the way her boyfriend abuses him. He deserves so much more.

I whipped away the few tears that fell down his cheeks. "Baby, you know you're always welcomed here. I love you. I hate seeing you like this." I responded. "God, I love you" he said reconnecting our lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he placed his hands on my waist pulling me on top of him.

I pulled away when I heard "y/n? You home?" I looked at Justin and winked. "Yea dad" I shouted back. "Come down here and help me get the bags out of the car" he yelled. I sighed and climbed off of Justin. I walked downstairs, Justin following me. "Dad? Is it ok if Justin stays with us for awhile? He's having a hard time at home. Please just for a few nights?" I asked, praying he'd say yes. "Yea sure" he said. Wow I wasn't expecting that. "Thank you Mr. y/l/n." "Anytime just wear a condom. Don't want any babies running around here" I gasped. No scratch that, more like choked on air. "Oh my god dad!" I could see the smirk on Justin's face. "Don't worry Mr. y/l/n we always do" Justin replied walking out the door. I chased after him.

"What the fuck" I whispered grabbing some of the bags out of my dad's car. "Babe, you always tell me not to lie and to always tell the truth. I'm just doing what you tell me" I glared at him. "I hate you" "baby, you love me" he winked at me shutting the car door and bringing some of the bags inside. I followed him setting them down in the kitchen alongside the other bags. "And he helps. Justin you can stay as long as you want" my dad spoke. I giggled, It's gonna be a long couple of days.