Justin Bieber Imagines

Mrs. Bieber

   Y/N'S POV

  "Justin, I want a divorce."

  Justin looked down at me as he said,"Y/N, don't play with me like that. It's not funny."

  I took Justin's phone from him before I said,"But I'm not playing with you, Bieber. I really do want a divorce. I think that I'm going to marry your best friend."

  Justin reached for his phone as he said,"Y/N, he doesn't want you, baby. You're not his type."

  Justin took his phone from me, and I said,"Justin, you're rude."

  Justin went to say something to me, but then his whole expression changed when he looked back at his phone. I slowly reached to take Justin's phone from him to see what was causing the current look on his face, yet Justin didn't stop me from taking his phone.
  Justin just buried his face in my neck, and a random number had texted Justin. I was confused as to why this was even bothering him until I saw the picture the person had sent Justin.

  It was a picture from my wedding day with my ex-husband.

  Under the picture, the text read,"She made a mistake marrying you, Bieber, and she'll figure that out. And when she does, you'll be alone. Don't let her smile fool you."

  "Darling, you-"

  Whatever I was about to say, I didn't say it. I began to feel Justin's tears against my neck, and I wanted to knock my ex-husband out for messing with Justin again. I just sang to Justin until he fell asleep. I just stayed where I was for a while until I felt like it was safe for me to get up.
  And when I untangled myself from Justin, I jogged down the stairs and into the kitchen. I should make Justin's favorite meal and then tell him that he was going to be a father. Those two together should make him feel better, right? I hope so. If not, I would have to have something else prepared ahead of time to tell him as a backup option.

  As I made Justin's favorite meal, I heard footsteps before I put down the spoon in my hand. I jogged halfway up the stairs, and then I saw Justin about to walk towards where I now stood.

  I immediately blocked his path, and he raised an eyebrow, asking me,"Beautiful, what are you up to?"

  "Why are you up? You're supposed to be in bed sad. You're sad right now. Go back to our bedroom. I'll come and get you in an hour."

  Justin hugged me as he said,"I can't keep letting your ex-husband get to me. I wanted to see what you were doing."

  "I'm not doing anything. Go back into the bedroom."

  I pushed Justin back into our bedroom before I closed the door, locking it.

  Justin yelled,"BABY GIRL, OPEN THE DOOR!"

  I ignored him, and I finished fixing the meal for Justin and me. I placed our plates on the table, and then I jogged back upstairs to our bedroom. The door was still locked, so I unlocked it.
  When I opened the door, Justin was on his phone listening to music. I walked over to the bed before I slowly took his earphones out of his ears.

  He pulled me down with him, and he said,"Let's cuddle."

  I said,"Bieber, I can't, but I can show you why I locked you inside our bedroom."

  "What is that smell?"

  I smiled then got up, holding out my hand for Justin to take. Justin smiled back at me before he let me pull him all the way to the kitchen table.

  When he saw what I had done for him, I motioned over to the table, singing in my horrible voice,"

  Can't nobody throw shade on your name in these streets

Triple threat, you a boss, you a bae, you a beast

You make it easy to choose

You got a mean touch, I can't refuse

(No, I can't refuse it)

Picture perfect you don't need no filter.."

  Justin put his hands over his ears, and I pouted before I said,"Baby, stop it. I'm trying to make you feel better."

  Justin let me move his hands from over his ears before he said to me,"I'm all right. Everything's gonna be all right."

  The Belieber in me noticed what Justin had just said, and I said,"You just...You just..."

  Justin chuckled before he stuffed a spoonful of food into my mouth. Then, Justin sat me down in his lap in his chair.

  Justin and I just ate in silence, and then he said,"Y/N?"

  "Hmm?"

  I didn't look at Justin, but I was thinking about how to tell him about the baby inside my stomach.

  Justin lifted my chin and made me look at him as he sang,"

You know that I care for you

I'll always be there for you

Promise I will stay right here

I know that you want me to

Baby, we can make it through anything

Cause everything's gonna be alright."

  I just said to Justin,"You're right. We'll be fine 'cause you're going to need to be fine for this to work."

  "For what to work?"

  I looked Justin in the eyes as I told him,"I'm pregnant. I found out yesterday."

  Justin rested his hands on my stomach and then looked down at my stomach as he said,"You mean my child's inside of you?"

  I answered,"Yep."

  "And when will my child be out of there?"

  I chuckled before I answered,"A long time from now, Bieber. A long time from now."

  "Aww."

  I kissed Justin's cheek before I said,"Don't worry, handsome. The baby will be here before you know it."