Justin Bieber one shots and imagines

New story

AN: sorry for not updating but I'll try to update more. Also starting a story called "Dear Jason and Justin." If interested vote comment check it out. Thank you and love y'all

Jason POV

I scribbled in my notebook while we were on our way back home. We were in the car and I was getting carsick but I kept scribbling and writing anyways. The ride was pretty much silent besides the radio being on low and my pencil or eraser scraching the page.

"Did you have fun in Cali too Jason?" Mum asked breaking the silence. "Mum its California not Cali. You don't sound like a cool teenager when you say it like that. And it was okay I guess," I said shrugging still not taking my eyes off the picture I was working on. "How's Justin? We barely saw him out of his room when we were in town." I shrugged then said "He's been thinking about stuff lately." Mum gasped. "Has he been writing new music? I used to love when you two would get together and sing." I shook my head still not looking at her. "He's busy with other projects. You know how Justin is mum. He can't focus on one project for too long." I saw her nod in my peripheral vision.

There was another while of silence, but mum broke it again. "Can I see what you've been drawing Jase?" I groaned at the nickname, but gave her my precious notebook. "This is good hon. Were you working on in California?" I nodded as she gave me back my notebook. "I had artist block, but Justin cleared my head. He's my inspiration for basically everything." Mum cooed. "Awe Does Jasey have a crush?" I rolled my eyes. "Of course not! I love him like a family member or friend." Mum smiled at me skeptically. Mum knows I'm bisexual and thinks every guy I know is my crush.

I groaned then closed my eyes before opening them. "Are we almost home? I feel sick." Dad snickered. "Well maybe if you didn't draw or write in the car maybe you wouldn't feel sick." I rolled my eyes again. Dad never cares for what I like and is still getting used to being bisexual. "Are we there yet dear father of mine," I said with venom in my voice. "Only two or three more blocks Jason," mum said. Even though I was slightly nauseous and dizzy I continued drawing and writing. Sooner than I thought we arrived home. We live out in the middle of nowhere so we arrived home late. Stars are clear every night and I love it. Stars, planets, and galaxies inspire me, but Justin will always be my number one inspiration.