Celebrity Interracial Imagines

Justin Bieber x Reader

 If I created a Justin Bieber Imagines Book, would you guys read it? Comment and let me know..Sorry, I haven't updated in so long..
 
   Y/N'S POV

  I sighed as Scooter, Justin's manager, had called me concerned about Justin. At this point, I was concerned myself, just because of how he had been with everyone lately. I let Scooter know I was going to see Justin in a few minutes, even though Scooter was with him as we had talked on the phone. There was plenty of times where his past actions had caused some doubt and conflict with my folks, but never once did I leave Justin. There were plenty of times where my mother would even try to get me with Shawn Mendes or Charlie Puth, just so I wouldn't be with Justin.

  I opened my car door and got in driving to Justin's place. I grabbed his jacket, he left at my place, from the back seat. I unlocked his car and put his jacket in the front seat for him, before I locked his car back.
 
  Yeah, I had the keys for his car and my own, just like he had the keys to my car and his own.

  I knocked on the door and heard Scooter ask,"Who is it?"

  I said,"Y/N."

  Scooter immediately opened the door and said,"Follow me."

  I followed Scooter up the stairs and into Justin's bedroom, before I saw him lying down. I immediately walked over to the bed and got in with him, before he wrapped an arm around me. Justin buried his face in my chest, while I ran my fingers through his hair.

  I sighed saying,"Justin, you have to stop this, Baby. You're making yourself sick by staying here all day. I know you're depressed, but you're stressing me out at the same time. When was the last time you left this house?"

  Justin mumbled,"3 weeks ago."

  I looked at Scooter and Scooter said,"Justin, you have to perform. I know it's been a while since you've performed, but there are still people that care. You have an amazing girlfriend who will move mountains just to see you doing what you love. There's no reason why you should give all of that up now."

  I agreed with Scooter and made Justin look at me.

  He sighed saying,"I hear what you guys are saying, but no one will come. Who would want to when they can go see Charlie, Shawn, or even Sam Smith?"

  I said,"Justin, don't be like that. What has gotten into you? This is ridiculous.."

  I got up and Justin said,"Babe, what are you doing?"

  I walked out of the room and saw some of the paparazzi outside. I opened the door and they looked surprised to see me, but I already knew they were going to take pictures.
 
  I said,"Are you recording? Need something else to show the whole world? I got something for you..Make sure you get all of this. Justin, come here.."

  Justin walked up beside me but said,"Y/N, baby girl, you don't need to-"

  I put my hand over Justin's mouth and faced the camera saying,"You all know me, right? If you don't, my name is Y/N, and I am dating THE Justin Bieber. You all know who Justin Bieber is, right? How could you not? You practically have thrown his name in the dirt for years now, right? Before anyone says anything else about Justin, I have something to say. Dislike me; talk about me; disown me; I don't care. Justin deserves to be treated better than what he does everyday. He has been through enough and how would you guys like it if it was you where he was standing? How would you feel if you had to switch places with him for a day? It would feel different, right? I know he has made some mistakes, some he is not proud of yes, but he is not the only one who has messed up. Leave him alone and find someone else to drag through the dirt. He is still talented whether you guys think so or not. At the end of the day, he will still perform and have an amazing and support girlfriend who actually cares about him, even with the whole world against him. He can count on that. He won't have to worry about that, because I can be his one fan that he has left. Report on that. Write about that. Talk about that. You get all of that?"

  The reporters and paparazzi just gazed at me, before I turned to Justin.

  He had tears in his eyes and said,"Come here, Y/N."

  I walked up to Justin and hugged him, before he held onto me tightly.

  He began to cry and said,"I..I don't know what to say. I..God, I..I love you so much. T..Thank you. Thank you."

  I nodded and placed kisses all over his face saying,"You're welcome, Jay. You're welcome. Look at me.."

  Justin looked at me, and I held his chin saying,"No matter what is said about you, No matter who is still around. I will NEVER EVER let you fall or be discouraged. You have so much to offer, Justin. More than you know. You have always been a fighter. Don't stop now."

  Justin weakly smiled at me, before he hugged me again. People always said it was a risk staying with Justin. Putting up with him. Believing in him. Staying with him. But I was desperate to take the risk, because I knew what I would lose if I didn't. 

  Justin Drew Bieber, he was a man I couldn't afford to lose. Ever.