Justin Bieber Imagines

Cheering Justin Up

   Y/N'S POV

  Justin was going through it today. I had no idea what was going on with him, but he was scaring me. I don't know if he was just tired or if he was depressed. He hadn't said a word to me, and he only got up to use the restroom or when I asked him to get my phone for me.
  So, I just ran my fingers through his hair, and Justin closed his eyes. I tried to think of something that I could do to cheer him up. What could I do? He liked hearing my voice. Maybe I could sing to him? No, that probably wouldn't work.

  Work. Work. I had to get to work!!

  I jumped off the bed before I rushed into the bathroom. I finished getting dressed then checked my hair before I grabbed my car keys and my phone. I really didn't want to leave Justin here, not like this.
  A minute later, Justin lifted his head to look at me, and then he turned on his side. I walked over to the bed and sat down, resting my hand on his cheek.

  I said,"Will you please just tell me what's going on with you, baby? I want to fix it. I want to help."

  When I saw his mouth open, I let out a sigh of relief. However, Justin just closed his mouth before he looked down.

  I placed kisses all over his face before I said,"We can talk about it later. I'll see you around 8. I may be later, depending on if I have to close or not."

  Justin turned to give me a kiss before he turned back on his side. I wanted to cry seeing him like this. I just really loved this man, and I would lose it if I could never see him again.
  I got off the bed before I headed towards the bedroom door. I felt my keys being pulled out of my right hand before Justin jogged down the stairs. He held open the door for me, and I smiled at him. He didn't return my smile, but he did drive me to work.

  When I got out of the car, I hesitated on walking inside. I turned to look back at Justin.

  The first thing that came out of his mouth for the first time in two days was,"What's the matter?"

  I walked to my car, but then I looked him in the eyes as I told him,"I don't want to leave you alone. I'm just not working today. I'll tell them right now."

  Justin said,"No. You go in there, and you work. You're already late. Baby girl, if you're worried about me, I love you more than anyone could ever comprehend, but don't. I'll be okay. I'll be back to pick you up at 8. I promise."

  I looked at Justin for a couple of minutes before I nodded. Then, I stuck my head in through the car window to give Justin multiple kisses before I rushed inside.

....

  Work had actually gone pretty smoothly today. I only had about thirty minutes until my shift was over. I made my way to the back table, but one of the guys was clearly into me.
  Was I interested? Never. I had Justin. Was I irritated? Oh yeah. The guy kept rubbing my arms, and his friends did nothing but laugh. I pushed the guy off, but I did have to come back to give them their food.

  When it came time to return to their table, I took a deep breath and brought the food over to them. The one guy kept pulling on my skirt, and I fought with him. He let go of me, and I fell back running into the food tray before it wasted all over my work outfit.
  Two of my friends ran over to me, and I busted into tears immediately. They helped me stand, but the guy still wouldn't leave me alone. Before the guy could reach for me again, he was thrown into the table to my left.

  My friends led me over to Justin, and Justin immediately took me in his arms.

  He said,"It's okay. Give me your shoes."

  I gave Justin my broken heels, and he picked me up.

  I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he said,"Let's go home. I'll comfort you. I'll also tell you about what's been going on. That okay with you?"

  "Yeah."