Justin Bieber Imagines

This will be a story full of imagines about Justin Bieber! My request is open, so if you want me to write you an imagine, just send me a DM in inbox!
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- Amalie xo :D


77. Imagine to @bessmabouchama!

Imagine to @bessmabouchama
Why am I not happy? I mean, I should be happy, I have a family that loves me, and all I ever wanted, but still it felt like I didn’t fit in, like I was a completely different person.
I don’t know why I felt like this? I’m just not that cute, innocent girl they thought I was, I was more like a rebel, I liked doing bad stuff, but I knew my line, and that I would never cross it!
I sighed as I laid down on my bed, I had just finished making my homework, luckily I was soon done with high school, and then I would be going to college, or at least that’s what mom and dad thinks.
“Sweetie, please come downstairs” mom yelled, I sighed once again, then I stood up and walked downstairs, right now I was like a zombie. I was tired, I was stressed, I was all the bad things you could ever think of.
“What’s up?” I asked her as I sat down by the table. Mom looked over at dad, then she grabbed his hand, she was nervous, I could easily tell… Why would she be nervous?
“Since you turned 18 last month, we thought it would be nice for you to know the truth” Mom explained, I furrowed my eyebrows and leaned back into the chair.
“We haven’t been completely honest with you” dad said as he looked at me. Mom grabbed some papers and handed them to me, I furrowed my eyebrows once again and grabbed them, then I started looking through them.
“Adoption?” I quietly asked myself as I looked at the first page. As I read page-by-page tears started running down my cheeks. How could this happen? Was I really adopted?
“Am I adopted?” I asked mom and dad, or well ‘mom’ and ‘dad’. Both of them nodded their heads and looked down at the table.
“Your mom and I were never able to get kids on our own, so we adopted you” ‘dad’ explained, I shook my head and dried some tears away from my cheeks.
“But we have never regretted anything, you’re perfect” he continued, I shook my head and stood up, and then I ran upstairs and into my room. The door creaked as I closed it; I then looked the door and sled down the wall. I hugged my knees as I cried. I had no idea on why I got so sad, I just never really thought about being adopted. And of course I couldn’t help but think about my real mom and dad.
“Sweetie, please open the door! We never meant to hurt you! We only think you deserve the best!” ‘mom’ said as she knocked on my door. I shook my head and sobbed loudly.
“Just please leave me alone!” I cried. I heard ‘mom’ sigh, then her footsteps went away from the door.  
I stood up from the floor and looked at the papers again, I had them in my hands as I ran upstairs.
“Why me?” I asked myself, and then I threw the papers all over my room. I sobbed loudly, then I went out to my bathroom and turned on the water in the bathtub, I really needed a shower, I needed time to think. I hurried to get my phone, and then I went back into the bathroom and took all of my clothes off. I got in the tub and leaned my head back, and then I grabbed my phone and unlocked it. I went into music and found some music, and then I placed my phone on the edge of the tub and closed my eyes.
“'I’m so used to being used. So I love when you call unexpected, cause I hate when the moment's expected. So I’mma care for you, you, you. I’mma care for you, you, you, you, yeah. Cause girl you're perfect, you're always worth it. And you deserve it, the way you work it. Cause girl you earned it, girl you earned it,” I sang as I thought about everything.
After a long shower I got out, I wrapped a towel around my body, and then I went into my room and noticed a piece of paper on the floor by my door.
“We had to leave, but we promise to be home before you know it! We really need to talk to you! Love mom and dad,” it said, I sarcastically chuckled and shook my head, and then I tore the paper apart and went into my walk-in closet.
I found a pair of panties, then a matching bra. I let go of my towel and sled everything on, then I found a pair of black, ripped jeans. I then found a red and black check patterned button-up shirt. My hair was still curled, so I just grabbed a beanie and wore it. My makeup was ruined, so I went back into the bathroom and removed it, and then I did it again. I grabbed my iPhone 6 and ran downstairs; I found my favorite, worn, low, white converse, and then my leatherjacket. Then I left the house without even writing a note or anything. It was a cold night, and I could see my breath every time I was breathing.
I found my earphones and plugged them into my phone, and then I found some music and started walking towards my favorite place to be alone. I continued to walk until I reached the big bridge. I shivered, and then I went over to the edge and took a deep breath. 
“Remember all the wall I built? Well, baby they’re tumbling down, and they didn’t even make a sound. I found a way to let you in, but I really had a doubt. Standing in the light of your halo, I got my angel now…” I quietly sang as I looked at the sea. I really wanted to take a swim, but it was too cold… I crawled onto the railing and sat on top of it as I continued to sing ‘Halo’ by Beyoncé.
The song ended and I heard footsteps behind me, so I turned around and looked at the extremely hot guy that was standing there. I pulled my earphone out of my ears and looked at him.
“Why are you looking at me?” I asked him as I continued to look at him.
“I’m not looking, I’m just wondering” he said, I furrowed my eyebrows, then I crawled down from the railing.
“What are you wondering about?” I asked him as I reached the ground again.
“Why such a beautiful girl like you would be out here by herself” he explained, I nodded my head and started shivering once again.
“Well, that’s simple” I told him as I turned around to look at the water again. “I just found out that I’m adopted,” I told him; I don’t even know why I would tell a stranger that, I just felt comfortable in his company.
“That sucks” he said, I nodded my head and looked at him.
“It does” I told him, then I smiled and looked away.
“So what are you doing out here alone?” I asked him as I stuck my hands into the pockets of my jacket.
“I needed a break from everything,” he explained,
“From everything?” I asked him as I furrowed my eyebrows.
“Yeah, you know the fans, the paparazzi, the world in general” he explained, I furrowed my eyebrows even more and looked closer at him.
“What are you talking about?” I asked him, the boy turned his head towards me and furrowed his eyebrows.
“I’m Justin Bieber,” he explained in a questioning tone.
“Oh cool” I said as I smiled, to be honest I always loved Justin’s music, I just didn’t want to overreact. He needed to get away, and I understood.
“Just cool?” he asked me as he smirked.
“I mean, I like your music, but I am not like overeating,” I told him; Justin chuckled and nodded his head.
“Thank you” he said, I nodded my head and smiled.
“Random question, do you know somewhere I could sleep? I don’t really feel like going home?” I asked Justin, Justin chuckled and nodded his head.
“I live in a pretty big house, so you can sleep at my house” he explained, I smiled widely and nodded my head.
“Thank you so much, that’s sweet of you” I told him, Justin shrugged his shoulders and smiled,
“But only on one condition” he said, I gulped and nodded my head.
“You got to give me a hug and let me buy you some clothes, so you can stay as long as you want to” he explained, I giggled and nodded my head, then I stood on my tiptoes and hugged him tight.
“Thank you so much Justin! This means a lot,” I said as we continued to hug.
“You’re welcome, such a beautiful girl needs to be treated well” Justin smiled, and then he grabbed my hand and followed me over to his car.   


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- Amalie xo

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