Dirty Justin Bieber Imagines

Bed Sharing prt. 2

Y/N's POV:

"Excuse me? Did you- what- omg, if that's what I think you'll be dead" I looked him wishing that it wasn't what it sounded or that he was just joking.

He just kept smirking. "Answer me!" I raised my voice a bit. "Does it really matter?" he asked calmly like everything would be fine. "So you did something?" I mumbled. "Oh my fucking god! I should have known that you can't stay away any seconds of girls. You and your horny ass-" I whined and pushed my face against my hands. I should have known, I repeated that short sentence inside my head.

"I couldn't nothing about it if you dream about me and start moan my name in your sleep. What should I have done? Wait since that I would have got a boner myself, huh?" he asked. "I just helped you a bit. You should be thankful of that" that smirk landed slowly on his face again. I looked him and rolled my eyes to him.
I couldn't believe that we were again this point on talking about that dream of mine.

"It wasn't you.. it was- it was one other Justin from- from school" I tried claim to him but he just shook his head laughing. "From school? Why haven't I heard about that dude before then?" I raised his eyebrow and wait me to answer.

"He's a new one.." I quickly answered and thought that he could finally after that stop asking about it because I wouldn't know what answer next anymore.

Justin's POV:

Her cover story was so lame that it was too hard to not start just laugh on her. A new boy from school? Yeah, of course. She looked so nervous that I was sure about that she was lying to me.

"Where did you meet him the first time? Has he asked you to out yet? Oh, well.. or is he that kind of dude who just bring girls to his house and bang them since he get tired of them?" I bombed her with my curious questions.

She stay quiet and didn't answer them. "I knew it" I mumbled and smiled myself. "Y/N, just say that there's no other Justin than it was me who you was dreaming about" I said softly but she turned her back to me. "Okay, there's no other Justin around but it wasn't you either" she mumbled and I felt how she started getting frustrated little by little.

Soon I could hear that what I wanted to hear, her sweet little recognition. Just few more questions and she will break down. I asked her few more questions but she stay quiet and ignore them as good as she could.

"Just tell me the truth" I hissed finally after long list of question which ever got answers. "It will be easier. I'm tired of this game already. I won't mind anyway" She bit her lip and nodded when she looked me over her shoulder.

"Yeah, it was you.." she mumbled and blushed. "Was it really that bad to say it out" I tilted my head grinning. She was looking down on her feet. "Hey, it's okay.. or as okay as it can be on that situation like we're not even related each others" I scratched back of my neck and tried act calm.

She nodded and looked me shyly. "So I told the truth now, we can probably just continue and forget that now" "Still one question, what there happen in your dream?" She smirked herself and shook her head. "You said that it doesn't matter.." she tried shirk out of the question.

"I'm just asking for fun" I told and stood up from my mattress where I was still sitting. "Just like I said before I could do all those things to you, just ask for it" I floated around her bed where she was sitting.

I sat next to her and she turned to look at me. "Tell me" I whispered and before I even noticed myself, my lips were touching hers.

She looked me shocked. I was kind of shocked too but I didn't stop still. "What I was doing to you?" She moaned softly and pulled away our kiss for seconds. "We were having a sex in our parents.. I mean my mom and your dad bedroom" she bit her lower lip and looked me deep in the eyes.