Y/N= Your name Y/F/N= Your full name Y/T/N= Your twitter name
Song for this imagine~ All American Girl by: Carrie Underwood
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I just stood there, grabbing onto the edge of the sink and not believing what I was seeing. There was so many things going through my mind right now but the most important one was What was Justin going to do. Once I heard a soft knock on the door I threw the Positive Pregnancy test on the counter of the sink.
"Y/N? Are you in there baby?" asked Justin from outside the bathroom door.
I quickly wiped away my tears "Yes I am. do you need something?" I asked trying to sound as normal as possible.
"No just checking on you. Are you okay?' he asked me.
"Yes I'm fine" I lied.
'Y/N.... I can tell when you are lying. Please let me in." He said.
I slowly made my way to the door and opened it to reveal a worried Justin. I started thinking again about how old he was. He is only 20, does he even want kids yet? Then there is me.. a girl who just turned 18 last month.
"Y/N? Are you listening to me?" he asked snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Sorry I was just uh.. Thinking. that's all" I said lying once again.
"I asked why you have makeup under your eyes. Have you been crying?" he asked worriedly.
"Uh, No.." after I said no I dropped to my knees and started crying again.
Justin leaned down next to me. and hugged me and assured that it would be alright even though I knew it wouldn't be alright. I stood back up and walked out of the bedroom and into mine and Justin's room. I looked at the clock which read 9:48.
"I'm just tired. Can you cuddle with me in bed babe?' I asked realizing he wasn't in here yet. Was he still in the bathroom?
"Babe? Are you O-" I was cut off when I walked into the bathroom and seen him with my positive pregnancy test in his hands and his mouth gapped open a little.
"Y/N... Why didn't you tell me?" He said stilling looking at it.
"I- uh I don't know." I said. I felt as if something was choking me inside of my throat.
"Don't tell me that you don't know" he snapped.
"Don't yell at me.. Please." I said softly.
"Why didn't you t-tell me?" his voice cracking.
"I didn't want to Ruin your Career" I said simply.
I ran out of the bathroom, and into my bedroom grabbed Justin gray hoodie and sweats and ran downstairs, grabbed the keys to Justin's black mustang convertible, went outside to the car and drove off. I didn't know where I was going but I just continued to drive. I suddenly got the craving for coffee so I stopped at Caribou Coffee.
"Omg... Your Justin Bieber's girlfriend!! Can I have your autograph?!" asked the cashier. Looked probably around 16 years old and blonde.
"Of course you can but can I order first?" I forced a laugh.
'oh uh yeah! what can I get you?" The blonde asked.
"I'd like an Iced Vanilla Mocha, No whip please?" I asked
"Sure thing! Can I get that autograph now?" She asked smiling.
"Yes!" I said and she handed me a pen and paper and I signed it and handing it back to her.
