Imagine
It's your finally year of high school and you had to take grade 12 math, "I don't understand!" You scream whipping the pen across the room. You stuff your face into your hands, "I'm going to fail!" You cry to yourself. You hear the door creak open, "You okay (Y/N)" Justin asks walking in and sitting on the floor across from you. "No I am NOT okay! I don't understand this" you tell him wiping your eyes free of tears.
"Well sadly I am of no assistance." He says smiling and rubbing your knee, you chuckle at hes bad attempt at comforting you. "Never fail to make you smile though." He says pulling you close. "Everything will be okay, I promise." He tells you rubbing the back of your head. You sniff in and smell his colone, "You smell really good." You say into his chest, although it sounds weird because of the muffled sound.
He shakes his head and probably rolls his eyes, "You would say that." He tells you pulling you away and kissing your forehead. "If you want I can get you a tutor and we will get through this together." Justin tells you smiling, you nod, "That would be great..." You tell him pusshing the books away with your feet, "Thanks Justin, you're the best." he chuckles again, "I know I am." You punch his playfully, "I love you." He says smiling and kissing you, "I love you too" You say cuddling back into him.
*A/N hi... Don't kill me please. I just got bored and wrote this short one right on the spot ^. But yay! and this has to do with my life... I have a 55 in grade 10 math :( #gonnafail #HoldMeClose!*
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Justin Bieber Imagines
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