Justin Bieber Imagines

"Ride or Die."

Songs for this imagine:

Runaway Love - Justin Bieber

We Own It - 2 Chains ft. Wiz Khalifa

Imagine:

He threw on dark jeans, a white v-neck and a black blazer. He's normal wear. He walked to the bathroom and looked at his reflection. He frowned in disgust at the sight he was looking at. He believed that he was unattractive. Why did girls love him? Yes, the famous Justin Bieber believed he was ugly. And he felt like it. He stared at every feature of his face.

His eyes trailed to every flaw he came a crossed on his face. His nose was too pointy. His eyebrows were too bushy. His lips were too plump. Everything was a flaw. His eyes trailed down his face until he saw his scar on his left cheek. Memories for his past started flooding back again.

He was a cocky kid growing up. He never took shit from anyone. If anyone ever messed with him, he made sure to make them wish they hadn't. He didn't have friends growing up because he pushed everyone away. He was afraid to get attached to anyone because he knew they would leave him. People were all the same to him. People lie, people change, people leave.

Ever since his father left him when he was young, he has felt like trash. His mom worked two jobs to keep food on the table and a roof over their heads. So Justin didn't get to see his mom ever much. He would always find her gone, or asleep.

When kids first started picking on him, he would break down. After the first few years of the haunting name calling, pushes and shoves, he grown used to it. Since his father left and he didn't see his mother plus the bulling, Justin had grown tougher. He had enough of the names and shoving in the hallways of school. He wasn't going to take that shit anymore.

From then on, he made a point that he wasn't going to take that anymore. Needless to say, Justin made that point very clear. Starting from fights with the other boys and the fighting back. He became the freak of the school but he didn't care. As long as kids didn't mess with him and kept their distance, he didn't have a problem.

But being the freak of the school, slowly lurked its way to him. He felt worthless and unwanted even more everyday. There was no one he had to make him feel better. Not even his mother, who always told him -whenever she saw him- that she was there for him. But he didn't feel it. She was gone all the time weather it was working or sleeping. How could he possibly tell her when she had enough on her plate.

That's when enough was enough. Justin didn't want just a break from school, he wanted a break from everyone and everything. So that's when he left and left everything behind him. His mom, school, past, everything.

Justin was on his own for awhile until he met him. Matt Silva. Matt was well known around town. Everyone was scared of him and never gave him a glare. After he learn a few things about Justin, he opened to him with open arms. But Matt wasn't the type of friend that keeps you in check and makes sure you didn't get into trouble. He brings the trouble.

Shaking his head at the memories, Justin grabbed gel and spiked his golden brown locks. Once his hair was perfectly spiked, he grabbed his chain from the counter and put it around his neck. He didn't looked into the mirror after he was done, so he marched right out of the bathroom. He didn't want to look at himself because he knows depressing thoughts will come to his mind once again. Tonight was his night to have fun and forget everything going inside his head.

Grabbed his car keys, Justin walked into the summer night air. He jumped into his black Ferrari and drove down the road. Matt called Justin and told him about this huge party taking place on the outside out town. But this wasn't your normal night club kind of party. People raced each other instead of drinking and smoking. And if there was one thing Justin loved most, it was speed.