Under The Mistletoe - Christmas Imagine

You remember the first time you saw him.
It was a Christmas gala-thing and he was standing in a corner with his friends, laughing. When his eyes caught yours, you quickly looked away and went to your friends. Then when a slow song came through the speakers, you felt a poke on your shoulder and you saw the guy from before. He asked if you wanted to dance with him and almost got pushed out on the dance floor by your friends.
When you had been dancing for while you saw the guy look up, then you looked up and saw a mistletoe. Blushing you removed your eyes from the mistletoe and into these caramel, light brown eyes of his. Then he asked, if you would mind. You shook your head smiling, no. With his hands around your waist and yours around his neck, he slowly came closer and your lips slightly touched, not a kiss. And then he moved his hand to your neck holding it as he slowly leaned in and your lips touched in a romantic kiss.


24. December 20th

December 20th


*Your POV*

A new day. A new day with pain from looking at Justin. He's in pain and you can see it. He might not show it but you know him and you know he's in pain. "Justin what about some painkillers?" the nurse asks him. He shakes his head, "I'm fine.." "Please give him some.. He's in pain" you say smiling. The nurse nods then walks away. 
"Who'd do that?!" he exclaims, "I'm perfectly fine.." You raise an eyebrow, "also if I do this?" You quickly tough his ribs, making him whimper in pain. "See.. I bet you can barely breath without hurting.. Now please take those painkillers.. Do it for me please" you smile. "That hurt.. But only because you hit me" he says a little annoyed by you. "I only poked you it wasn't that bad" you defend yourself, "it was to prove to you that you're hurting and that you something to take some of the pain away Justin.." "I know babe.. I'm not weak I want you to know that" he says smiling at you. "What is it with boys/men when it come to not showing weakness.. I bet if you got shot you wouldn't ask for help because that's weakness.. I don't understand" you giggle. "It's about pride baby" he pecks your cheek. You smile, "I'm so glad you're alive.. I almost lost you for real.." "I know... But I couldn't let you go" he says, stroking your cheek, "I had to drive after you.." "You almost killed yourself" you sigh and sit down. "But I'm alive now" he smiles at you. "I know... And you know what I realized? I don't know if it was the fact that I maybe wouldn't see you again or something but I realized that I don't wanna loose you.. I sobbed into Alfredo's shoulder saying that I wanted you back and that I still loved you and that I can't live without you.. I realized that... Even though we won't always be girlfriend and boyfriend we'll always be friends and you'll always be VIP to me, no matter how our future turns out" you tell him. He looks down, "you said that we won't always be together.." "I can't lie to you Justin.. But I don't wanna leave you now.. It can change though.. We can be together forever... I don't know yet" you smile a sad smile. "I'll prove you wrong.. I pro-" "please don't promise me anything you ain't sure about.." "I won't.. But I promise I'll do my best" he strokes your cheek, "I hate these conversations.." "Me too.. But they have to be there" you say. "I thought I was dead.. When I saw that white lights from the car in front of me I thought, now I'm gonna die.. It haunts me in my dreams.. Those lights coming closer and closer and then hitting me and then everything went black" he looks at you tears in his eyes. "I wish I could hug you without hurting you" you slightly smile at him. "Me too" he smiles and pecks your cheek. "So Justin are you ready to share how you look with the whole world?" you hear Scooter's voice. You turn to look at him, "Scooter I don't-" "It's fine with me bro" Justin says. You sigh, "okay.." Now that 'see me'-thing is back, you think. Scooter snap a picture of you and walks out. "Why'd you have to do that?" you ask. "Because I wanna share with people-" "no Justin.. I know you post things because my attention isn't good enough, you want more and more.. You're like Hitler.. You want more power and more likes.." Speechless he looks at you. You shake your head and walk away. "*y/n* please come back" he shouts after you. 

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