Imagine you and Justin are watching a film he desperately wanted to watch with you, but every now and then you would feel his lips on your cheeks or even his fingers stroking your hair. Eventually you call him out on it, turning and making eye contact with him. "Justin, are you even watching the film?" Justin shook his head no, whilst leaning into you. "Then why did you want me to watch it so bad?" You exclaimed, raising your eyebrows.
He shrugged, looking at your lips. "I thought we'd be making out the entire time!" He grins, as Justin moves into you, kissing your lips and suddenly the both of you forget about the film.
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Bieber Imagines :)
Teen FictionWide variety of Bieber imagines. Btw not all of these are mine. Got a few of them off Instagram, Quotev and Tumblr. :) Enjoy!
