Dirty Justin Bieber Imagines

Wrong ID Card

Y/N's point of view:

I was waiting for my dad outside his work place, like I did after every Friday. I was just sitting there edge of the fountain and listening music when I noticed one of my dad's workmates walking out of the building.

Mr. Bieber, a new and the youngest worker of their company, dad had said. I had admired him a long distance a while now and wishing that I could somehow get closer to him because that man had something which made me feel weird, good kind of weird.

I pulled my headphones off and put hood of my hoodie on before he could see me. I heard how his phone rang and how he answer it with his low and sexy voice. "Yeah, Ryan... I'm coming tonight to the club... no no... I will, see you there. Bye!"

So he was going out tonight, I thought. That would be my time to step into the figures but only problem was that I wasn't 21 yet and couldn't get inside the club. That was actually a big problem, I thought and sighed when again my dreams broke.

But then all of sudden, I remember one thing. There was one guy in our class who slipped out once in the class how he and couple of his friends had got fake IDs and got into the bar with them. That would be maybe my way too to get inside but, was I bad enough to go in thing like that because there was really high risk to get caught.

Yeah, I totally would. When I was ready to make a call, I noticed my father walking out of the buiding and he was waving for me. I had to move that call later I guess.

We drove home and had dinner together, before I locked myself in my room pretending that I had to do my homework. In real, I made just the most important call in my whole life yet.

My classmate was suprised of my call but he however promised me to get one fake ID card for me tonight. After three hours, I went tell to my father that I was going to one of my classmates party and that I wasn't sure how long I'll be there. Thankfully my dad had ever been one of those caring parents who will call after you while you're with your friends. It really helped my plan to go to that club later tonight.

Around 9pm, I left from home and made my way to my classmates' place where I got my new ID. All of sudden 19 years old girl from California was 24 years old woman from New York. I thanked the boy and paid a little amount of money to him because he had helped me with my plan.

However, I didn't tell him where I needed those fake IDs even he asked about it. I didn't trust that guy that much, I could tell him things like that. I thanked him one more time before I left and changed my way to other side of the city.

Thankfully, there was a bus which drove me in front of the right location. I jumped out and breath out one more time before I set to stand on the waiting line like everyone else had done too.

I could see Mr. Bieber and a few people after him, who were probably his friends, standing on the door and showing their ID cards before the porter let them in. The line moved pretty fast, and after about 10 minutes it was my time to open my purse and hand my papers to him.

The porter checked them out and kept nodding. I just stood there fingers crossed and sweating, waiting for him to accept me in. "Looks goos, enjoy your night!" the man finally said and handed my papers back before he let me in. My heartbeat lowered a little. I had just got in with fake IDs, I thought amazed.

I made my way right away to bar desk and ordered a drink which I drank with one gulp down, and made that's why some people look at me. I didn't cared about them because I wasn't there for them but Mr. Bieber.

I started search with my gaze him.and his friends. Soon I spotted them just three tables away from me, and one little empty table behind theirs. I ordered another drink before I walked to sit in that empty table. I made quick looks over Mr. Bieber but made sure that they didn't disturb or made him think anything about me at least.