Justin Bieber Imagines {Requests Closed}

"Don't Forget Where You Belong.." (Calayna)

I'm sorry I haven't updated in ages, once again, but I'm seriously so busy right now, so bare with me.

I'm so happy to have reached 500 followers because I honestly never imagined getting 2 followers when I started wattpad so thank you so much.

I've had a recent obsession with YouTubers lately, and my new OTP is Kian Lawley and Andrea Russett because they make collab videos together and they're just perfect. (Look them up, you won't regret it.)

So, in honor of their perfection, I based this imagime primarily off their adorable relationship. Enjoy! xx

Songs for this imagine: You Can't Always Get What You Want by The Rolling Stones and Don't Forget Where You Belong by One Direction

*Calayna's POV*

"You good, baby?" Justin turns around, bags in hand.

I nod and smile, "I'm good, Jay."

I hike up the bag on my back and follow him out the door of our hotel room.

It's the first show of Justin's Journals Promo Tour tomorrow, so we're headed to Dublin! {A/N: I'm from Ireland.}

We walk out of the hotel, guided by six security guards and mobbed by fans. "Stay close to me, baby girl," Justin mutters under his breath to me protectively.

I nod and we both keeps our heads down as cameras begin to flash.

Kenny leads us into a big, black van and we climb in, the door closing behind us. Justin lets out a sigh of relief.

I smile, "We're off."

He smiles back at me and picks me up from my seat, pulling me onto his lap. "I love you," He mutters into my neck.

"I love you too, Jay. Are you excited for tomorrow?"

"Yeah," He sighs. "it's good to be performing again."

"You don't sound excited," I raise my eyebrow at him.

"That's because I'm tired, Callie," He says, sounding slightly irritated.

"Okay, okay," I sigh and lift myself off of him, slightly frustrated.

He's starting to tour again, why isn't he happy?

I sit down on the chair across from him and push my headphones into my ears, allowing me block the world out for a few minutes before Justin calls for me.

"Calaynaaaa," He moans.

"What?" I croak back to him.

"Come cuddle with me."

"Jay, you sound exhausted. Take a nap before we fly," I try to reason with him.

Not only does he sound exhausted, but when Justin's tired, he can get really cranky.

"No," He pouts. "get over here already." He leans over to me and wraps his arms around my waist before pulling me off my seat and onto him, not giving me time to reply.

He nuzzles his head into my neck once again.

I turn my head to face him, "You alright?"

"Of course I am," He sighs. "I'm just tired, baby. That's all."

"Okay," I nod, not wanting to bug him about it any more.

He pecks my neck once and then kisses my cheek, "I love youuu," He cooes.

"I love you too but let me offfff," I moan.

"No."

"Yes!"