Justin Bieber Imagines | Book 1

47 - It has always been you

47 - It was always you

My hands smoothed out the white fabric that fell so perfectly. My hair was curled and to the side, big diamond earrings in my ears and a diamond necklace around my neck. The engagement ring was still on my finger, soon to be replaced with the wedding ring.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes roaming over the dress that was supposed to be my dream come true, but something felt wrong.

"Honey," my mother said softly as she stood beside me, "you don't look happy?"

I smiled sadly at her through the mirror. I felt like crying, I could feel the tears was forming in my eyes.

"Oh sweetie!" My mother said and hugged me tightly.

"I can't do this, mom." I sniffled. I couldn't do this, I couldn't marry Sean when I was in love with someone else.

"Honey," my mother trailed off. She grabbed my cheeks, wiping my tears as she looked into my eyes. A soft smile formed on her lips, "go."

"What?" I gasped through the tears.

"Go get him," she said. "I don't want my daughter to be in a unhappy marriage, so I'm telling you to go."

I smiled at my mother. I hugged her tightly before going for the door. I opened it and went out, passing Sean in the hallway. "Honey, where are you going?" He asked concerned.

I ignored him and started running down the hallway until I reached the parking lot. I went for my car when I noticed something by the big cherry tree that was stood in the middle of the grass area a few meters away. I turned to on my heel, my eyes betraying me as I looked at the man before me.

There he was standing, hands in his pockets. A suit clad his body, the shirt unbuttoned a few buttons. His eyes watched me as I walked closer to him. I couldn't help but smile widely. Once I reached him, I stood before him. My eyes locking with his, his hands slowly coming up to touch my cheeks. "What are you doing?" He whispered.

"I can't marry a man I don't love," I said, a small tear rolling down my cheek. Justin's lips turned into a small smile, his hands grabbing my cheeks before pressing his lips to mine in a soft but passionate kiss. I was pretty sure my knees went weak right then and there. His tongue ran across my bottom lip before I let him in. Our tongues touched, my hands gripping onto his suit jacket tightly.

We pulled apart with a few soft pecks, his forehead resting against mine. "I love you so much, Justin."

"I love you too Y/N."

And then we kissed again. We were interrupted by a voice, an angry voice. "What the hell?"

I looked behind me, Sean coming at us with a strong pace. His eyes hard and focused on Justin as we stood there, holding onto each other with tight grips.
"Sean!" Sean's mother called after him.

"What the actual fuck do you think you're doing?" Sean said looking at me.

"I'm sorry Sean, but I can't marry you. I don't love you," I said, an apologetic smile upon my lips.

"So you're leaving me for him?" He asked angrily, a disgusted look on his face as he pointed towards Justin.

"Yes," I said and pulled the engagement ring off my finger and threw it at his chest, "I sure as hell am."

I grabbed Justin's hand and pulled him towards his car. "Nice to know you man," Justin said with a smirk as he passed by Sean. Sean breathed hard through his nostrils as he watched us, with intertwined fingers, walk towards Justin's car. I smiled at Justin as he opened the door for me, helping me inside with the huge dress. He went to his seat, getting in before starting the car up.

"I can't believe I'm running away from my own wedding!" I laughed.

Justin chuckled, "let's go home and get that dress off," he smirked, a wink sent in my direction. "I don't want you in a wedding dress that isn't for our wedding."

And I smiled widely, my stomach doing flips as he grinned at me. "I love you."

"And I love you," he said, "it has always been you Y/N."