Justin Bieber Imagines [Interracial]

Possessive (pt.2)

¡happy new year!

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"Justin!" you yelled, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

You were by your brother side in an instant. You grabbed his arm and started helping him up off the ground. You turned around and pushed Justin back with all your strength and even you were surprised to see him fall onto the driveway pavement.

"What the hell is your problem!" you screamed, "Have you officially gone insane?!"

You could deal with his constant yelling every time you were caught within five feet of another man, but this was something completely different! He couldn't just go and start swinging fists for no damn reason!

You were about to start screaming at him some more but stopped when your brother leaped past you and landed on top of Justin.

"Stop it," you yelled as the punches started being thrown.

Within an instant, Justin was on top and was now the one throwing punches.

When the hell had he gotten so strong? You tilted your head to the side and began the way the muscles in his back moved as he reached his arm back a-

'What the hell am I doing?' you thought.

You couldn't believe your hormones were running wild while your brother was getting his face bashed in.

"I said stop it!" you yelled again as you pushed Justin off your poor brother, "I know you fucking heard me!"

They both were on their feet in an instant and both ready for round 2.

"Go wait in the car!" you yelled at your brother as you stepped between him and Justin, "Now!"

He started walking down the driveway to the car and you turned to Justin.

"You brought your boyfriend to our house!" Justin screamed in your face.

"Don't yell at her!" your brother yelled, starting to walk back towards you.

"Boy if you don't get..." you glared at him.

"Ugh!" he yelled and made his way back down the driveway and slammed the car door when he got in.

"You have no right to start hitting people for no reason!" you yelled at him.

"And you have no right to bring your fucking boyfriend to our house!" he yelled back except 10 times louder.

"Well maybe if you took your head out your ass for twenty seconds and allowed me to explain!" you countered, "What is it with you and jumping over fucking mountains into conclusions without knowing details, Justin?"

"I'm waiting on your explanation," he said, his voice low but still angry.

"Oh, so now you want an explanation!" you threw your hands up into the air, "He's my brother you dumbass!"

Justin's eyes went slightly wide as he looked between the person he almost put in the hospital and you.

He half-smiled and ran his hand through his hair, "I do kinda see the resemblance."

You laughed humorlessly, "You're unbelievable."

You turned around and began making your way to your car.

"Where are you going?" Justin grabbed your arm.

"As far way from you as possible," you grabbed your arm out of his hold and continued walking to the car. You saw the hurt look in his eyes and the words you didn't mean but that didn't matter right now.

"Y/N," he said, grabbing your arm again, "I'm sorry, okay? I know I'm really protective and sometimes possessive-"

"Sometimes?" you raised your eyebrow at him.

"Okay, I am very possessive but it's just because I'm afraid of losing you," he said and your heart fluttered, "I love you so much Y/N-please don't go."

"Just give me some time Justin," you took your arm from his grip again. You reached up and gave him a kiss on the cheek, "I'll be back later."

"Alright," he replied, "Just remember that I love you and that you're mine and only mine."

You gave him a weak smile and got into your car.

"I hate him," your brother said as you pulled out of the driveway.

You turned to look at your brother sitting in the passenger seat and took in the blood on his shirt and his busted lip.

"Sometimes I wish I could too, but I just can't."