Dirty Justin Bieber Imagines

Misconceptions

Y/N's point of view:

"That left one is so hot. Just look at his tattoos" my friend said when we kept staring two men in the corner of the bar where we had decided go since staying at home on Saturday night didn't call us either with it

"I like that other one. That lip piercing is so sexy" I mumbled and imagined what it would feel like to kiss a guy who had one. "Then there's no problem with sharing. You take him and I took that other" my friend said and I nodded agreeing even I wasn't really focused on what she was saying

I was floating in my own cloud castles somewhere really far before someone pushed me on shoulder. "Stop staring, he is coming here. Collect yourself, Y/N" my friend hissed and suddenly I was full of energy again. I moved my gaze quickly away from his way

The man looked me while he kept walking toward our table. "Good luck" my friend whispered to me, before she said out that she should go to bathroom. The man stopped in front of our table and asked if he could sit. I nodded and moved on seat so he would have more space

"I have seen that you and your friend have been checking me and my brother out" he started and made me blush. "Oops, was that really that clear? Sorry" I giggled while I tried cover my embarrasment. "It's fine, beautiful. You haven't been only one who has done that tonight" he chuckled and took a little sip of his drink

"Do you want something? I can order if you.." he offered but I shook my head. "No thanks, I'm not so interested on drinking tonight" I wrinkled my nose as disgust. That whole bar looked so unclean that I didn't even want think were even the glasses they used clean ones

"What's your name, cutie?" the man asked. His voice almost made me gasp out of satisfaction how sexy he sounded actually. "Y/N" I said and smiled a little. He grinned and nodded. "What are you doing here, Y/N? Isn't it a little wrong place to you to come? Shouldn't you be sipping expensive martinis other side of the street with those rich guys?"

"You are so funny..." I laughed out and looked him that he would introduce himself but he didn't. "That wasn't my purpose to be one" he said dryly and took a last sip of his beer before he put it a side. "What was you purpose then?" I moved a little closer to him

"Find a beautiful girl who I could bang" I hummed to his comment and shook my head. "Straight to the business, huh? Have you found one yet?" I looked around him and tried find some girl from the table which may be his partner but there wasn't any. He shook his head. "Nah, everyone has a lack of adventure or just too boring"

I changed my position and moved my hair behind my ear. "What about me?" I asked shyly and looked him. "You?" he chuckled. "Are you even 18 yet?" I rolled my eyes and pushed him on his chest. "I just turned 19, you ass face" I mumbled and started walk away. That guy wasn't for me, I thought. Why almost every good-looking guy were like that?

He was too full of himself, no wonder why nobody wanted leave with him. When I was on the door and ready to leave the bar, I felt a hard slap against my ass. I jumped and turned look shocked over the person who did that. It was him

A big smirk spread on his face when he looked my still shocked face. "What do you want, asshole? Go find those chick which bang and stop hurting innocent people" I mumbled to him annoyed. "I think that I already found one" he told proudly while he was putting his leather jacket on

"Well, go for fucking sake then and leave me alone" I groaned and walked out. I was so tired on that man already. I took my car keys and opened the doors before I jumped in. There was a knock against the glass and I opened it. It was him once again. "Can't you understand the fucking English you st-" "Stop cursing or I need to get you out of the car and fuck you right here and now" he raised his voice a little and sat in my car