Justin Bieber Imagines [Interracial]

Possessive [requested]

sorry if this is a disappointment haha

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"Hello?" you said as you answered your phone.

"Where the hell are you?" Justin hissed through the phone.

"What's wrong with you?" you rolled your eyes.

"You left here 4 hours ago, Y/N! You were supposed to be home 3 and a half hours ago!" he yelled.

You winced and moved the phone the phone from your ear.

"Who's that?" your brother sitting across from you said.

Your finger moved up to your lips in an instant, signaling him to shut up.

"Who the hell was that Y/N!" Justin yelled.

'Fuck,' you muttered under your breath.

"I asked you the hell was that!" he yelled.

"It's nobody," you replied as you shoved a spoon full of ice cream into your mouth.

He cursed several profanities, "Tell me where you are; I'm coming to get you."

"No the fuck you aren't!" you hissed back.

Some people in the ice cream parlor turned to look at you but you didn't really care.

"Yes the fuck I am!" he yelled back.

You rolled your eyes as you stood up and threw away you and your brothers cups.

"Hey, I wasn't d-" he started.

You shot him a glare and he instantly shut his mouth.

"Let's go," you mouthed to him before you walked through the door.

He grumpily stood up and followed behind you.

"I'll see when I get home," you said as you moved the phone from your ear.

"Y/N, I swear to g-"

You pressed the end button and pushed the phone into your back pocket.

"Who was that?" your brother asked when you guys got into the car.

You were so happy because your younger brother had come to visit you from college and you hadn't seen him in months. You were hoping you could at least spend some time with him, but surely not with Mr. Possesive sitting at home waiting for you.

You cleared your throat as you pulled into the road, "That was um...that was my boyfriend, Justin."

"Boyfriend?" he laughed, "Who in the hell would wanna date you?"

You gasped as you reached your arms across and slapped him in the chest. He roared out in laughter making you laugh.

"Better laugh it up now because you know what Justin's gonna do when your ass gets home," your subconcious reminded you.

You rolled your eyes and pushed her back. You would worry about that when you get to that.

"No, but on a serious note­," all jokingness gone from his voice, "How long have you been seeing this guy?"

"Well, we've been seeing each other for about 7 months now," you replied.

"And it didn't bother you at all that you were keeping this from your favorite person in the whole entire world?" he smiled.

"Why would I keep something like this from Mom?" you joked.

"Damn," he shook his head, "That's just flaw."

You laughed again as you pulled onto your street.

"Wait, aren't we supposed to be going back to my hotel?" he asked as he looked around at residential area.

"I figured I'd let you meet Justin," you gribbed the steering wheel tighter slightly.

Well, you were also hoping Justin wouldn't make such a scene if your brother was around.

"Here we are," you said as you pulled into the driveway.

"Wow," your brother looked up at the house with awe.

You laughed at his reaction as you got out the car. Your brother slammed his door at the same time that the front door opened.

Justin came barreling out the house and before you could see what was happening or even react, Justin's fist had conected with your brothers jaw.

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I wrote this on my moms stupid ass laptop that of course has no auto correct to sorry for all mistakes.