Imagines.

I watched the trees vigorously sway as the wind blew. The windows whistled as the force of the wing fought against the thin glass. Sitting in class has got to be one of the most boring things i've ever had to do. I know ' you need to learn to get a good job'. Maybe but i'm not learning when my teacher is asleep at his desk 24/7. 

Mr Jackson has never been a good teacher. He either sleeping, eating or watching some kind of video on his phone or computer. I'm utterly surprised that he is still employed here but this school has got to be one of the worst schools imaginable so I guess it's not surprising that they have atrocious teachers. 

My thoughts got interrupted by the loud screech of the school bell. I quickly gathered my books and stationery. I stuffed then in my bag, any loose papers crumpling into balls leaving my bag in a huge mess. 

Walking out the classroom after everyone pushed and shoved each other to exit the room. I slowly walked down the corridor towards my locker, quickly putting my code in so it pops open. Stuffing everything from my bag into my locker making it messier than what it was earlier. Before I could attempt to tidy it, someone slammed my locker shut nearly trapping my hand in the door. 

The tattoos that ran up their arm instantly made me realise that the person stood behind me was Jason McCann, my number one bully. 

I don't have a lot of friends...to be honest I don't have any friends at all. Jason warned everyone away from me. He spreads so many rumours about me and everyone instantly believes him because he's attractive and popular. 

"Are you listening to me?" He snapped, getting closer to my face, making me back up in fright. 

"Y-yeah" I stuttered looking down at my feet. 

He placed his finger under my chin and roughly pulled my head up. My eyes met his and I couldn't help but gaze distractedly into them. His honey brown eyes could hypnotise any girl or boy. He uses that to his advantage to get into anyones pants and I think we all know what happens after he gets his what he wants from them. He just leaves them heartbroken and I seriously empathize with them for falling for his tricks. 

"Oh look.. she's in love with you, McCann" one of his friends, Hunter, joked slapping Jason on the back. 

"Who isn't" Jason said back. He turned back to me and squeezed my cheeks, my lips pursing together. 

"Do you love me sweet cheeks?" he said tilting his head, somehow looking cute and innocent. 

I shook my head with some difficulty as his hands were still painfully squeezing my cheeks together. 

"Now you know I don't like liers" he said, shaking his head at me like a disappointed parent. 

"I think we should teach her a lesson about lying" Another friend of Jason's said. His name was Anthony. He definitely the second cruelest person in this school, Jason obviously first. 

Everyone around nodded and cheered but before anyone could do anything to hurt or humiliate me, Jason held his hand up like a king trying to silence all of his followers. 

"Let's do something a bit more creative" he said, finally letting go of my cheeks  and gripping my wrist painfully, dragging me down the corridor. 

Everyone we passed laughed at the sight of me being dragged, no one stepped in and I didn't expect them to. They never have and I don't think they ever will. Jason finally came to a stop outside the janitor's cupboard He pulled me in and closed the door. I saw some of Jason's friends peering through the small, rectangular window. 

Before I could ask why we was standing in a dark, smelling cupboard, he pushed me to my knees and began undoing his belt buckle. 

My eyes went wide. I tried to scurry of the floor but he forced me back down. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. He took his phone out his pocket and took a picture downwards, the flash blinding me. I blinked my eyes trying to gain my sight back. 

He buckled his pants back up and crouched down to my height. "Now everyone will know what a dirty whore you are" he spat in my face. He got up and walked out, laughing with his friends while looking down at his phone at the picture he just took. 

I couldn't hold my tears in anymore. This all started when Jason first moved to this high school. Even before he came to this school I didn't have any friends but everyone ignored me and pretended like I wasn't there but as soon as he came into the picture everyone started to take notice of me and not in a good way. He started taking small jabs at me and thats when everyone else started to follow his lead. After all that, I still don't know why he decided to bully me. I guess I was an easy target for him. 

My pocket vibrated making me jump. I wiped my eyes with my sleeve and took my phone out of my pocket and unlocked it. I gasped, covering my mouth with my hand. The picture Jason took was shared all over Facebook and probably on every other social media platform. 

The picture was at a downward angle, his unbuttoned trousers and my teary eyes both in shot making it look like I was about to give him head. 

Dropping my phone to the ground my tears started up again. I slowly started to sob, gasping for breath in between each wail that left my lips. He really if the worst human being to ever exist on the planet.

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This is a story I have posted in my wattpad but I thought I'd start posting it on here as well:)

If you want the second chapter please let me know and I'll be sure to post it tomorrow.

Sorry for not posting In forever, I don't have a lot of ideas for imagines and I wanna make sure they are good when I post them (in a perfectionist...kinda)

It has been about 2 days since we have talked. We are both stubborn (match made in heaven right?). It so awkward, it’s like we are just acquaintances that are being made to live in the same house. i hate it but i’m definitely not saying sorry first, he is the one that should. 

I was sat at the couch, watching ‘The Vampire Diaries’ even though i’m not really paying attention. Justin is upstairs, doing god knows what and to be honest, I wish he was down here with me, cuddling. 

My eyes began to water as I got deeper and deeper into my thoughts not noticing Justin walked down the stairs. 

I herd Justin clear his throat making me quickly wipe my eyes with my sleeve and turn around to look at him over my shoulder. 

“Huh?” I said, still looking at him. He looked down and then looked back up, into my eyes. 

“I have something to show you, upstairs” He said, walking up the stairs, waiting for me at the top. 

I turned the tv off and then walked up the stairs towards out bedroom where Justin disappeared through. 

I walked in and gasped. The bed was covered in rose petals and there was also rose petals from the door leading towards the bed. The room was dimly lit with vanilla scented candles scattered around the room giving it a romantic feel. I looked towards Justin who was staring at me with his eyebrows raised. 

“Do you like it?” he asked, slowly walking towards me. I looked around again, still flabbergasted. 

“It’s beautiful” i breathed out, looked at him and smiling slightly. He stepped in front of me and held my hands in his. 

“I know saying sorry will never make up for what I have said and how I have treated you in these past day. I don’t have an excuse except that i’m a huge jerk” He started, playing with my finger. “I know I said I hated you waiting up for me when I’m out that you wanna touch me or be near me all the time but in reality, I live for it. I live for you touch and your warmth. I just live for you and I will never be able to forgive myself for how I have been treating you. I’m really sorry” He said, tearing leaving his eyes making mine fill with tears. 

“I don’t know how you can forgive me but i hope you can” He said looking up at me with his wet eyes and I smiled slightly, my tears slowly rolling down my face. 

“I think I can forgive you” I said, laughing a little  and he smiled, crashing hs lips onto mine. 

“I love you” He said, holding my face, his thumb caressing my cheek lightly. 

“I love you too” I said, kissing the palm of his hand. 

I looked into his eyes and saw his eyebrows wiggling. 

“How about we but the bed to good use?” he said picking my up and falling on the bed backwards making me giggle and kissing him roughly. 

“Of course we can” I said, lifting up my shirt, smirking down at him. 

He bit his lip and flipped us over. “Good” he said, kissing me roughly. 

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Hey guys:)

I know it’s been a while but i’m baaackk:)

I hope you like this final part to ‘Clingy’

sorry it’s short, I didn’t want it to drag on. 

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PART 1

Your P.O.V 

it was now the next morning and Justin still hadn’t come downstairs yet. He didn’t come down last night to apologize either. He normally would is we have had a fight and I end up sleeping on the couch. He’ll always lay next to me and apologize but this time, he didn’t. 

I heard footsteps coming down the stairs making me tense up. This is going to be awkward. 

I turned towards the door as it opened and in came a fresh faced Justin. 

“You sleep good?” He asked, walking over the fridge with a bounce in his step. 

“Does it look like I did?” I asked sarcastically, referring to my tired state. 

“I wouldn’t know. you stormed out the bedroom in a huff last night” He said, pouring himself a cup of coffee. 

“You know why I ‘stormed off’ as you so politely put it” I said, taking a sip of my tea. 

“I know why. I just don’t know why you decided to be all dramatic about me calling you clingy. i never said I didn’t like it” He said, sitting at the counter and seat away from me. 

“You insinuated. It was obvious in your tone that you don’t like the fact that I’m ‘clingy’” i said, putting speech marks around clingy with my fingers. 

“See. Your trying to start something again. i’m trying to solve this” He said, slamming the cup down on the counter, coffee spilling everywhere. 

I got so angry knowing that he would expect me to clean that up. 

“You know what?” I said, standing up and throwing my cup in the sink, making it smash. 

“I’m sick of you treating me like a maid. Let’s get somethings straight. (1) I’m definitely not clingy, i just care, which is more that I can say for you”  i start, seeing him open his mouth but I quickly cut him off.

 “No, you don’t get to interrupt!” I yelled, pointing my finger in his face as I leaned over the counter to get closer to him. 

“(2) I’m sick of you treating me like I’m your maid. You never clean anything up for yourself, you always expect me to do everything for you and I’m sick of it!” I shouted, grabbing the dish cloth from next to the sink. 

“And lastly, Don’t even think about speaking to me today unless the next thing that comes out of your mouth in an apology!” I yell, throwing the dish cloth in his face making him move him head back in shock. 

“Clean it up your goddamn self” i say, walking out the room feeling relaxed. I’ve just let out things i’ve been bottling up for over 2 months and it feels good to let it all out. 

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I hope you like the second part. I know I wrote a different second part to this but I deleted that because I really didn’t like it but I feel happy with this one. 

I do have Ideas for a part 3 (the final part) so if you would like me to do that, let me know. 

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Summary: You and Justin film him doing your make up for your youtube channel.

 Your P.O.V 

“Okay, you ready?” I asked my boyfriend, Justin, as he sat down besides, in front of the camera I set up.

 “Yeah, let’s do this” he said, clapping his hands. I nodded and turned towards the camera, fixing my hair before starting.

 “Hey guys. Today i’m here with my boyfriend, you may or may not know him. Justin everyone” I said and he came into the view of the camera. 

“Today, Justin here, is going to be doing my make up” I said, pointing to his face causing him to grab my finger and pull me in for a kiss. I pulled away and laughed, turning back to the camera. 

 “Okay, let’s go” I said, throwing my hands up into the air in excitement. 

“Here is a box full of my make up. Knock yourself out” I said, handing Justin my make up. “Okay….erm…I don’t know what any of this is” He said, looking at me. 

 “Just do what you think is best” I said, kissing his cheek making him smile at me and kiss my cheek back. 

“Okay, well i’m going to use this” He said, pulling out my foundation and held it up to the camera. I smiled slightly. He’s so cute. 

 He put quite a lot on the back of his hand, making my eye widen slightly.

 “Okay, that enough foundation” I said, pulling it out of his grasp as he was going to keep pumping it on the back of his hand. 

 “Oops” He said, looking at me with sorrow. I pouted and kissed him on the lips, making him smile. 

 “It’s okay boo. Now what are you going to do” I asked, pulling away so he could carry on doing my face. 

 “Put it on your face” He said, taking out a brush and dabbing it into the foundation and brushing it on my face, gently. 

 “Am I hurting you?” He asked, stopping. 

 “No, you’re fine” I said, smiling. 

He carried on and then went onto concealer. “This covers your blemishes, right?” he asked. 

 “Yeah, it does” I said, expecting him to put some on my face but he didn’t. He screwed the lid back on instead. 

 “You don’t have any blemishes. You’re perfect” He said, putting the concealer away. 

 I blushed slightly, resting my head on his shoulder, kissing it. 

 “You know what?” He said, putting all my makeup back in the box and placing on the floor, next to his feet. He got up and walked to my dresser, where my makeup wipes are and took one out. He came back over and sat down. 

 “You don’t need any of the crap on your face. Your perfect just the way your are” he said, gently wiping away the foundation he just put on. 

 “Well. That didn’t go as planned did it?” I said, laughing looking him in the eye.

 “I love you” He said, leaning in. 

 “I love you too” I said, covering the camera lense as our lips met.  __________________________ 

Hey guys:) 

 I hope you like this imagine. I tried to make it as romantic and fluffy as possible. 

 Let me know if you want more random, fluffy edits and I will happily make them. 

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Your P.O.V

I sat in in my living room on my couch waiting for my boyfriend, Justin, to come home. He tends to do this a lot and because I always worry about his safety, I end up waiting all night for him. He doesn’t seem that thrilled when he walks through the door and sees me sitting there, giving him the ‘look’, as he calls it. it’s my ‘Where have you been? i can’t believe you’ve been out this long’ look. 

I heard the front door open and slam shut, loudly. I sighed, knowing he’s in one of those moods. I turned and saw him walk through the living room door. When his eyes laid on me, he sighed in annoyance. 

“You know, you don’t have to wait up for me, right?” he said, smiling sarcastically at me. 

“I know but I worry about you so I stay up until I know you’re safe” I said, standing up from the couch, wiping the imaginary dirt from the back of my pants. 

“Well I’m very capable of looking after myself” He said, throwing his jacket onto the floor and carelessly kicking his shoes across the room. I sighed and went to pick his shoes and jacket up from the floor and place them neatly beside the stairs. 

“I never said you weren’t capable. Why are you making such a big deal over me staying up and waiting for you?” I asked, looking at him. He shook his head and began walking up the stairs, me following. 

He stopped halfway and turned around with an angry look on his face. 

“Seriously, stop following me!” He shouted, running up the rest of the stairs.

I followed him into our bedroom and closed the door behind me. “I wasn’t following you” I said, rolling my eyes at him. Why is he being so dramatic?

“You are following me because you're so damn clingy! You can’t do anything when I’m not around. To be honest, it’s quite sad” he said, taking of his shirt and pants, throwing them into the hamper in the corner of the room. 

I looked at him in disbelief. “I’m clingy!? Sorry for caring!” I shouted. 

I stomped into our walk in closet and slammed the door behind me. I took my clothes off, leaving me in my underwear. I put on some of my comfy pajamas and walked out the closet, turning the light of behind me. 

I ignored Justin as I got into my side of the bed and turned so my back was facing him. 

i felt him get into bed and shuffle closer to me, causing me to move further away. 

“Oh come on! stop being dramatic” He said, rolling over so he was laid on his back, looking up and the ceiling. 

I turned my head and looked at him over my shoulder. “I’m being dramatic. You just called me clingy just because I show that I care for you.” I said, turning my head forward. 

After a couple of minutes of silence I sighed and abruptly sat up and got out of bed. I grabbed my pillow and the blanket that laid on the bottom of our bed. 

“what are you doing?” Justin asked sitting up as well, the covers bunching at his hips.

“Sleeping on the couch. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable with my clinginess” I said sarcastically and walked out the door, slamming it with force behind me. 

“oh come on!” He complained. I didn’t hear him get following me which is probably good because I might have hit him if he did. 

I placed my pillow and blanket on the couch and got under it, trying to get comfy. When I found the perfect spot I slowly fell into a deep sleep. 

I still can’t believe he called me clingy. 

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Hey guys :)

I can’t believe I haven’t posted in so long! i’m so sorry! 

I hope you like this Imagine and tell me if you want a part two :) 

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You P.O.V 

“Come on Y/N, if you want this to be your best performance you.re going to have to work a lot harder!” My manager shouted from the front of the stage. I was doing rehearsals for my performance at this year’s VMA’S and I’m so nervous. I’ll be performing my single ‘Side to Side’.

“I am trying alright!” I shouted back, the exhaustion to getting to me causing me to snap at her. “Look I’m sorry. I am trying” I said, rubbing my forehead, trying to get rid of my headache.

“It’s okay. Let’s run it through one more time and then you can have a break” she said, smiling slightly at me. I nodded and sighed about to get on my exercise bike when I heard a shouted “Go get em’ babe!”. I turned and saw my boyfriend, Justin Bieber standing next to my manager. I smiled, blowing him a kiss.

I turned and swung my right leg over the seat of the bike and lifted myself so my bum was on the seat. I place my feet on the peddle and made sure my heeled shoe doesn’t slip. Yeah, I’m rehearsing in heels but my manager made me.

The music started and I began to sing. As I was doing my choreography on my broke, my foot slipped and bent in a weird angle making me yell in pain, the noise echoing though out the arena due to my headset on my head.

“Stop the music!” I yelled, getting of my bike. I tried to walk but I fell to the ground, next to my bike.

“what happened Y/N?” My manager asked as her and Justin ran towards me. Justin knelt down next to me, grabbing my ankle and tried to move it gently making me hiss and tears left my eyes. He looked at my face and wiped my tears, kissing me gently muttering that it’s going to be fine.  

“I don’t know, my foot just slipped and bent” I said, being pulled up by Justin. I rested my head on his shoulder as he carried me out to the car, bridal style.

“Okay, we’ll take you to the hospital now” My manager, Amy, said. I nodded. He placed me in the back seat so I could stretch my leg. Amy got in the passage seat and Justin was obviously driving.

“Do you think you’ll be able to perform tonight?” Amy asked, turning to look at me. I also saw Justin glance at me through his mirror.

“I think I should be able to, it’s not broken I don’t think” I said, trying to twist my ankle but hissed when a sharp pain ran the my ankle.

“Oi, don’t twist it” Justin said as he parked the car. He opened the door and pulled me out gently, lifting me up bridal style. I sighed, this would have to happen to me.

“Okay, you have a sprained ankle. It should be fine by tomorrow but you can wear this tight sock to help with the pain” the doctor said, as he began to pull the tight boot on my foot. (I don’t know if this happens I’m improvising).

“She has a performance tonight; do you think she’ll be able to do it?” Amy asked, crossing her arms her full attention on the doctor.

“Yeah, her sprain isn’t serious, the boot should help so you can perform smoothly” he said, smiling at me. I nodded and got up. I walked and felt hardly any pain, just a dull feeling making me sigh in relief.

“Okay thank you doctor” I said, patting his arm and walked out the door. I felt Justin close to me making me turn to him.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, waiting for Amy at the car. He sighed and leaned against the car.

“I was worried about you. You really scared me” he said, placing his hands on my waist pulling me into him, his back now pressed against the car.

“I’m sorry babe” I said, leaning up and kissed his lips. I heard sigh and run his hand up my back the back of my head. I smiled through the kiss and pulled away.

“Come on love birds” Amy said, tapping my shoulder. I giggled and pecked his lips once more before fully pulling away.

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“Okay, remember, make sure your foot doesn’t slip of the pedal” Amy said, standing next to me. I nodded at her, taking one more look at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a white crop top and white trousers. My hair was in a high ponytail and I had a pink had on.

“Okay” I said, walking onto the stage and onto my bike, waiting to be introduced.

“Our next performer is new on the scene but definitely blew us away with her new hit single, performing ‘Side to Side’ with a sprained ankle, Y/F/N Y/L/N”

The music began and I began singing and doing my choreography. It was so much fun to perform my song for the first time, hell, this is the first time I’m performing at all.

“If you wanna Minaj I got a tricycle” Nicki rapped the last line. The arena erupted with claps and screams from the fans. I smiled looking around. I saw Justin and Amy in the front row, jumping up and down making me giggle. I turned to Nicki and hugged her.

“You did amazing!” Justin shouted, running into my dressing room as I was taking a drink from my bottle of water.

“Really?” I asked, screwing the cap back on my water bottle. Justin walked to me and hugged me tight.

“I’m so proud of you. I knew you could do it” He said, pulling away so he could see my face. He placed his hands on both sides of my face and pulled me to him, kissing me on the lips. I smiled through the kiss. He pulled away put pecked my lips again.

“ Thank you babe” I said, kissing him again, making him smile this time.