Justin Bieber Imagines

"Please don't leave me."

Songs for this imagine:

Paradise - Alina Baraz

Cut - Plumb

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Imagine:

"I already told you! I don't have anything you want!" Justin's loud voice carried itself throughout the house, causing you to jump at his out burst. "So why don't you and your little fuckers leave me the hell alone!"

From the top of the stairs case, you sat down on the top step with your knees to your chest, your sleeve covered your fingers as you wrapped your arms around your legs. You watched as Justin slammed his phone hard on the wooden table and began to pace back and forth, his fingers ran through his golden brown hair as he pulled violently at the ends. It scared you deeply to watch Justin scream and threaten at an unknown person on the phone like he just did a few moments ago.

Signing deeply out of his mouth, Justin's eyes were screwed shut and he tried everything he had to calm himself down but sadly, nothing was working. Dropping one hand from his hair, the other rubbed the back of neck, Justin pulled his closed fist back and laid his hand into the closest wall to him. Pain radiated up his hand to his arm but he ignored, not caring about anything at the moment.

You shot up from your spot the the step, your mouth hung up from Justin out burst and your eyes grew wide. All you were wanting was to figure out who he was talking to and what you could do to make him feel better.

"Justin..." You breathed out, slowly taking your time down the steps so you didn't startle him, he didn't even know you watched the whole thing.

His eyes got yours for a split second, your gaze brought him back to reality. "I thought I told you to stay up in the bedroom."

"Yeah," you shrugged freely, stopping at the fifth step that separated you and him. "But we both knew how I don't listen very well."

Chuckling because he knew that you were right, he ran his hands down the sides of his face, one hand rubbed his lips before dragging out his bottom lips when releasing it, his other motioned you to come near. "Come here," he mumbled.

Biting the inside of your cheek, you fought each part of that told you to go to him and the other to stay where you were. Shaking your head, you looked down at your bare feet while playing with your thumbs, not knowing what to do.

Angry started boiling up in the pit of his stomach at how long you were to obey his order. "I said come here, god damn it!" He spat.

Taking no time at all, you hurried down the rest of the stairs, carrying your feet over to Justin, where he grabbed your hand and pulled you into his chest. Wrapping your arms around his musclier waist, your buried your nose into his shirt, breathing in his natural cinnamon and smoky scent, which would oddly calm you down. Justin laid his cheek against the top is your hair, inhale your natural strawberry and vanilla scent, a scent that he couldn't life without. "I love you, you know that right?" He mumbled against your hair.

Pulling away slightly to look at his flawless face, you didn't take anytime at all before nodding your head. "I know..." You whispered, almost afraid to say anything that could make him blow up again.

"Good," grabbing the back of your head, Justin pressed his lips to your forehead, trying everything he could to reassure you that everything was going to be alright. Pulling away, Justin pulled your into a strong embrace once more. He was afraid that if he let you go that you will disappear. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," you whispered, a ghostly smile made its way to your lips before falling into a frown, noticing the red dried blood still on his knuckles.