Justin Bieber Imagines

Imagine 2

Justin's p.o.v

I sat that there with y/n wrapped in my arms and she was crying into my chest. I hate seeing her this way. When I see that asshole of a now ex boyfriend of her's, I'm going to smash his face in.

We have been best friends since we were three years old. She's always been there for me and I'm always there for her. Now is one of those times I have to be here.

With her in my arms, I gently run my fingers through her hair. I care for her, I want her, I love her. I need to tell her how I feel.

"Y/N, I need to tell you something." She pushes herself off my chest and her tear stained face is looking up at me.
"I love you." She goes to speak but I hold up my hand and wipe I tear off her cheek.
"Shhhh, let me finish. I need to get this out. I've always loved you as a Best friend, but seeing you constantly getting hurt by all these assholes makes me want to be the one to make you happy. I've fallen hard for you. You're all I think about and I don't want to be with anyone else. You make me smile constantly. You're beautiful, smart, sassy, caring, funny, and such a down to earth person. I want you to be mine and I want to be yours."

She looks at me and we sit in silence for a few moments. I wait patiently for her to speak. I was about to talk when she slammed her lips against mine. Our lips began to move perfectly in sync. I felt fireworks everywhere. I've waited for this moment. To feel closer to her than ever before.

She gently breaks the kiss and looks me in the eyes.
"I love you Justin. I always have, you are always there for me and you make me truly happy."
Hearing her say those words made me the happiest guy in the world. All I can do is smile at her. I lean in and I press my lips to hers once more.