Justin Bieber Imagines

Parties and Exhaustion Part 1

   Y/N'S POV

  As I played random notes on Justin's piano, I wondered where Justin was right now. I haven't heard anything from him in a couple of hours, and he usually kept me updated on everything. He could've just decided to hang out with some old friends again, so I chose NOT to panic just yet.

  But when Scooter called me a few seconds later, I answered the phone immediately.

  "Yeah, Scooter?"

  Scooter said,"I need you to come with me, Y/N. I'm outside, but this is really important. Justin's out at a bar with some friends, and I can't get him to leave. He has an interview in the morning, and I-"

  "Scooter, I'm coming. I've got your back. His future matters to me, too."

  I didn't even care that I was in my pajamas right now. I only cared about getting Justin back home, so he could be well rested for his interview tomorrow morning. Really, in a couple of minutes, it would be the next morning, so every minute mattered to me.

  I rushed upstairs to my bedroom to grab a jacket before I grabbed a pair of shoes. Then, I rushed outside to Scooter's car.
  I got into the passenger seat and put on my shoes, and then Scooter drove up to the bar.

  It looked like the paparazzi knew that Justin was here already, and Scooter looked over at me.

  Scooter took my hand before he said,"Try to keep your anger at a minimum, okay? I don't want you getting hurt."

  I nodded, and Scooter sighed as he said,"Let's go. Lead the way, Mrs. Bieber."

  I said a quick prayer to God that I would keep it together before Scooter followed me inside.
  Immediately, I spotted Justin on the other side of the bar with his so-called friends before I walked towards the group.

  Since I was his wife, I didn't fail to notice the women who were all in Justin's face, too.

  Once I made it up to Justin, Justin said,"Hey, baby. Wanna dance?"

  The fit that Justin was wearing really worked for him, but that wasn't why I was here. I was here to pull my husband out of here before the paparazzi took any pictures of him that he could never take back.

  Lord knows he had enough of those already.

  I looked down at the drink in his hand and threw it before I said to him,"Me and you are going to have a long talk when you are actually aware of what's going on around you."

  Justin pulled me close, and he smelt like smoke and alcohol. He smelt like something else, too, but I couldn't figure out what it was.

  I said,"Let's go, Justin. Right now."

  I pulled on him, but he was stronger than me. Scooter tried to intervene, but I motioned for Scooter not to intervene.

  Justin looked me in the eyes as he said,"You need to relax, Y/N. I'll be home in a couple of hours. Just let me have fun."

  "You had your fun, and I'm here to put an end to it. Don't you dare say anything else. You know that I'll drag you out if I have to. I'm not afraid to do it in front of all these people. I know that you heard that."

  Justin just looked at me before he headed out of the front door. Scooter and I walked out afterwards, and Justin got into the backseat. He struggled to get into the backseat for a minute or two before he immediately passed out.

.....

  Once Scooter helped me get Justin into Justin and I's bed, I walked Scooter to the front door before I said,"Thank you for reaching out to me about him."

  Scooter nodded before he said,"You're welcome. We're a family. I know it's been hard for you having to deal with this, but despite everything, Justin will get through this."

  "Yeah, but how long will that take?"

  I walked Scooter out to his car, then Scooter stepped into his car.

  Scooter looked at me for a moment, then he said to me,"I don't know, Y/N. I don't know."

  I said goodbye to Scooter before I watched him drive off. Seconds later, I walked back inside the house before I locked the front door behind me.

  I felt arms around me, and Justin said,"Baby, I don't feel good."

  Justin was barely standing up, putting all his weight on me.

  "I told you about partying. You've been doing so well. What happened, Justin?"

  Justin held his head, and I sighed before I said,"Come on. I'll take care of you."

  I took Justin's hand, leading him up to our bedroom.