Imagines {Justin Bieber and Jason McCann}

Just Friends -Justin Bieber (For Chinta)

Chinta's POV

"Hey Justin," I smiled up at my best friend as I walked over to him and his group of friends.

"Sup Chinta," Justin chucked me a smile as he lifted his arm up. I walked closer to him and sat next to him. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and kissed my temple.

"Oi, bro," One of Justin's friends shouted, "You dating or fucking this chick?"

"Dude, that's disgusting! Chinta and I have been friends for almost 16 years, I would never go there with her," Justin said with a look of disgust on his face.

To be truthful, I have had a crush on Justin for over a year now. We have been friends with each other since we were in diapers, but recently he has become extremely attractive to me. I have never seen it before, Justin was only a friend in my eyes, but now I can’t keep my eyes off him.

Justin chuckled at what his friends were saying, I wasn’t listening but I smiled as if I was. Justin turned his head to me as he rubbed his hand up and down my arm, "You still coming round for family pizza tonight?" he asked.

It has been a tradition for Justin and I to go round to his house every second Friday night for Pizza ever since we were 13. This tradition has lasted for 3 years so far but had begun to fall apart recently as Justin and I have drifted apart.

I will be the first to admit our relationship has been far from perfect in the past year. Justin and I used to spend all our time together but he has a new group of friends now, I guess it’s because of his new look. After he cut his long hair, all the girls want him and all the guys want to be him.

"Yeah of course I am!" I exclaimed as I leaned into his chest.

"Good, we haven’t done it in over a month," he chuckled.

"You're always busy," I pouted. Using the hand Justin didn't have wrapped around my shoulder, he placed his thumb on my pouted lip and brushed it down.

"Your pout is so cute," he cooed.

"Stop trying to change the subject, Justin!" I scolded, "You never spend time with me anymore."

"I know and I'm sorry," he apologised. He was about to say something else to me but a blonde bimbo cut him off.

"Justin," she whined as she carried out the 'u' and the 'i' in his name, "Are you coming round to mine tonight?" she asked as she flicked her hair and chewed her gum with her mouth open.

"You know it, baby," he agreed to the trashy girl's offer.

"Justin," I called to get his attention, "You literally just asked me about our Pizza night tonight."

"We can do it any other time, Chinta," he told me as if I should have known it.

"Yeah, Chinta," the blonde snapped.