Bizzle imagines

4. Good ol' hockey game(cute)

"Hey justin,come look at this!" Fredo called as he stood in the arena doorway. Justin, Za, and Ryan walked over too the entrance. They all walked inside and sat down on the bleachers.

A girl on the ice aka you were practicing hockey with your 3 friends. You had the puck at your stick, ready to race over too the other teams net. You and your friends were playing on teams. You and Angelica on team 1. Britney and Roxanne on team 2.

You all had on helmets and gloves. Your parka jackets zipped up, jeans, and skates on tight. You all turned to the door as Justin and his friends walked in. "No need to stop. Just watching" Alfredo called out to you and your friends.

You watched them as they took there seats. You focused your attention on the brown, spiky hair boy. Wearing a blue parka,dark jeans,and hiking boots. Then it came too you Justin Bieber was siting there. You scanned the other boys making sure you were correct, and you were.

"Y/n!" Britney yelled at you. "Come on!" You turned away from the boys and began dangling the puck to there net. You squeezed pass Roxanne and Britney as Angelica stayed behind. You got to the net, no one there. You pulled your stick back and 'Smack!' Slap shot.

The puck went straight in. Team 2 groaned as you turned around to hug Angelica. You whispered in her ear "you do realize who's watching us right?" She pulled away from you and looked at the boys, they smiled at her.

She turned back to you. "No. No one I recognize?" She said too you. You almost slapped her. "Angelica! Thats Justin Bieber!" You yelled a little to loud. You quickly turned to the boys, Justin staring at you.

You turned back too Angelica who was also staring at them. "I don't care who they are, we need to practice" Angelica said and skated away to the other girls. You huffed and skated over to the bench to grab your water bottle. The bleachers right above.

"Your pretty good at dangling!" A boy said. You looked up, it was Ryan talking to you. "Me?" You asked him. All his friends including Justin staring at you. Ryan nodded. "Oh thanks I guess?" You looked at justin who was grinning.

You finished drinking and traveled back to your friends. About half an hour into practice you looked up at the bleachers. The guys were gone.

You sighed to yourself and finished making your way to the change room. You finished getting ready and walked out to the lobby. Your bag over one arm and your jacket over the other.

You sat down on a bench to put on your shoes. "I like your helmet" a voice said to you from above. You raised your head and there was Justin standing infront of you.

"Can I take a look at it?" He asked. You nodded and zipped open your bag. Pulling out the metallic helmet with money team written on the side in black.

You handed it too him. he gently reached out and took it. He looked all the way around it. "I got it for my 17th birthday" you blurted out. He looked at you smiling "nice" he said reaching into his pocket pulling out a black sharpie.

"Mind if I sign it?" He questioned pulling off the sharpie lid. "Not at all" you said, smiling. You watched the pen move smoothly over the shiny surface. He popped the lid back on and stuffed it back into his pocket.

He admired his work for a second then handed the helmet back to you. "Oh my god,thanks" you screeched looking at his signature.

"Anything for my beliebers" he said softly smiling down at you and just like that he was out the door walking into the cold, breezy Canadian air.