Justin Bieber Imagines

"Our little forever."

Imagine for @MrsAnyaBieber

Songs for this imagine:

Beautiful- Carly Ray Jepson ft. Justin Bieber

All Yours - Justin Bieber

Imagine:

"No," you whispered to yourself repeatedly. "This can't be happening."

Shaking your head violently, you grabbed the box again and took out another test. Pregnancy tests can be wrong, right?

After another five minutes of waiting, you glanced that the new test you had just taken. Your heart dropped as tears ran down your cheeks. You're emotions were everywhere and you can't process what was going on.

You were pregnant with your first child. The first time a living child was growing inside you. Closing your eyes, your sobs come out your throat as you placed a shaking hand on your flat stomach. There is a child in there.

Opening your puffy eyes, you stood on your shaky legs and walked to the counter, placing your hands on the edge of the counter top to support your weight you laid against it. You looked straight into the mirror, looking at every feature of your being.

Was your child going to look exactly like you? Or will it look like it's father? Thoughts flooding as you became to wonder what Justin would think. You knew that Justin would be an amazing father, but did he believe the same?

You and Justin never really talked or even thought about having children. And being a mother at 17 wasn't out you'd thought it turn out to be.

To say you were scared would be an understatement. Your were so terrified, not only for yourself, but for the child and Justin.

You want this child but you weren't sure if you were ready. Abortion was already out of the picture because you knew that Justin wouldn't want that and neither did you. Adoption maybe? But that felt wrong to you also.

Running your hands thought your hair, you took deep breaths, trying anything to calm yourself. After washing your face, you signed before stepping out of the bathroom and walking downstairs.

Justin wasn't home so it gave you time to think.

Sitting on the couch, you grabbed your phone and dialed someone you knew you could trust. The ringing made a lump forming in your throat, your thoughts were of course keeping the best of you as you thought about the negatives. That was the number one thing you always did in every situation. But Justin was always there to remind you of the positives and to raise your spirit.

"Hello?" His deep voice greeted you as the ringing finally stopped, letting you know that he picked up his phone.

"Ryan?" You choked out, your throat was raw from all the crying you have done the past few hours.

"Are you okay?" Ryan asked, concern was laced within his voice. Even if you were dating his best friend, he still looked at you like a little sister/ best friend.

"Umm.." You looked out the window, trying to find the right words to say. You would always reassure that you were fine even if you wasn't. But Ryan could read you like a book so why lie now? "No, I'm not okay."

"What's wrong?"

"Umm," you took a deep breath. "I don't know how to word this so I'm just going to come out and say it."

"You can tell me anything," Ryan pressed.

"I know," you looked down at your lap as your free hand played with the string of your sweatpants. "Ryan, I'm pregnant."