*YOUR POV*
[a/n: This imagine may be sad and i'm sorry but don't hate me! haha I promise there will be a happier one after this okay but enjoy this one :) Love you guys]
It was the last day of the Believe Tour and I was backstage with Alfredo and Za. We were sitting on the couch and messing around and just having fun.
Me and Justin were supposed to go on a date after the show to celebrate the long, hard tour that he's been on. His show had finished about 10 minutes ago and he had left to his dressing room to get ready for our date.
Ten more minutes passed and I was still sitting with Za and Fredo.
"Why is he taking so long?" I pouted and put my feet up on Za's lap and leaned back against the arm of the couch.
"No idea, babygirl. Maybe he wants to look good for your date. Y'all will probably go home right after and tear each others clothes off so it doesn't matter." He laughed and winked at me.
I slapped his arm and started cracking up. "Hey! What we do behind closed doors is none of your business, okay?" I teased him and stuck my tongue out.
"Whatever you say." He smirked and went back to whatever he was doing on his phone.
Alfredo was sitting on the couch across from us and he was looking at some of the pictures he took from tonight's show on his laptop.
"Fredo," I grunted as I struggled to get the water bottle on the table in front of me. "Help me out."
He sighed and laughed as he went over to get the water bottle for me. He handed it to me and went back to editing some of the photos.
He looked up at the clock on the wall and yawned. "You should probably go check up on him. Tell him to hurry up because I need to go home and sleep," Alfredo chuckled and smiled at me.
I nodded my head and made my way down the bright hallway and took a left to get to his dressing room. I stopped at the red door that had his name on it and knocked twice before crossing my arms and waiting patiently for him to open up.
I sighed and knocked once more. I guess he didn't hear me. I shrugged and wondered if I should just open the door. I didn't want him to think I was invading his privacy.
Deciding that I would just open the door, I pushed it and gasped at what I saw.
A fake, bottle blonde, tanned girl was pushed against the wall by Justin and his hands were on her butt and he was too busy sucking on her neck and leaving hickies to notice that I was standing by the door.
I let out a fake laugh and started clapping. Justin immediately turned around and his eyes widened. The blonde bimbo bit her lip and gasped when she saw me.
"This is what's taking you so long, huh? Too busy fucking girls behind my back to get ready for a date that we planned months ago. Brilliant. Amazing," I yelled out in one breath.
"Baby it's not what it-" Justin said but I quickly interrupted him.
"Shut the fuck up, Justin. You're pathetic. How could you do something like this? All this time I thought we had a real love. I actually thought you cared for me. Who was I kidding? You're just like the rest of the idiots I've dated! What is this?! You're cheating on me with HER?" I screamed out and pointed to the woman that was now standing a couple inches away from Justin.
"Who the fuck is she, Justin?! Can she give you what I can't? Is that why you're such a coward that has been going behind my back with this whore?" I angrily stared at the woman as she gasped and flipped me off.
"Wow, I'm so offended! You flipped me off!" I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes.
I was too busy screaming to realize that tears were streaming down my red cheeks and I was finding it hard to breathe. It was almost as if the walls were closing in on me and I was slapped in the face.
"Y/N, I don't know what I was thinking. Please just give me a chance to explain myself," he pleaded while trying to give me the puppy dog eyes.
"A chance? After I've just caught you doing something like this? You don't deserve one." I was so angry that I was close to slapping that look off of his face.
He tried to talk once more but I cut him off once again. "You know what? Stay with your little whore! I'll just leave you two alone so you can live happily! Goodbye Justin."
I stormed out of the dressing room while wiping off my tears. I ran back to where Alfredo and Za were and I just dropped onto my knees and buried my face in my hands. The tears wouldn't stop and I just couldn't hold it in anymore.
While sobbing, Za and Fredo ran up to me and kneeled in front of me.
"Y/N?! What happened?" Fredo asked.
"Whose ass do I have to beat up?" Za said.
I moved my hands from my face and chuckled humorlessly.
"Your best friend. Guess what happened? He's fucking cheating on me! And it's with some whore! Isn't that fantastic?" I cried out sarcastically.
"What the fuck?" I saw anger rise inside of Za and right as he stood up to go talk to Justin, Justin came running into the room with a look of sorrow on his face and tears coming out of his eyes. Yeah, right. He's probably fake crying.
Alfredo helped me up and sat me down on the couch and held me close to his body. He wrapped his arms around me and tried to comfort me as Za spoke to Justin.
"You're disgusting." Za spat out while getting closer to Justin. "How could you do something like that to her?" He asks, repulsed.
Justin wiped the tears off his cheeks and let out a sigh. "I don't know, Za! I'm fucking stupid, that's why! I don't deserve her. I don't deserve anything good. I just ruined everything, didn't I?"
Za scoffed and said, "You're really asking that right now? Of course you did! You threw away your treasure and went for trash instead. I'm disappointed in you, man. I thought you were better than that." Za shook his head and took one last look at his ex-best friend and walked over to where I was sitting.
"Za, please don't leave me. Please. Alfredo, please tell me you're not gonna stop talking to me too?" Justin said as his voice cracked and another tear rolled down his face.
Alfredo didn't have anything to say to him. He shook his head disappointingly and I could feel the tension growing in the air.
In that moment, I swear I could hear a pin drop. Silence filled the air as Justin stood before us, dumbfounded and speechless. He couldn't believe that we had turned against him, but he really shouldn't have been surprised. He cheated on me! We were together for over a year and everything was going so great for us. It's his fault that he chose to throw it all away.
I stood up from the couch and grabbed my bag and tried to make my way out the door when Justin grabbed my arm and turned me to face him.
"Y/N, please. I love you." He cried out and begged me to stay.
I shook my head and gave him a sad smile. I wiped another tear from my cheek and said, "Thanks for the memories, Justin."
I pulled his hand off of me and left the room with nothing but sadness and a broken heart.
