toi let out a shriek of frustration, slightly tugging at the end of your hair. Justin cocks his eyebrows at toi before scoffing, trudging away from your sight. “I’m going out.” He mutters, loudly enough for toi to hear but only barely. Not responding, toi sit there quietly in the corner of the cuisine trying to hold the tears back. toi and Justin had been fighting a lot lately and toi hate it. toi know that he’s going on tour in a few months and right now, all toi want is to spend time with your boyfriend before he leaves toi alone at accueil - not fight with him. Usually, toi ou Justin would always apologize to each other and end up cuddling on the canapé ou making l’amour in bedroom but it had never gone this far. toi stare into the empty air and toi can’t hold your tears in anymore. What surprises toi the most are that those tears are made out of anger. You’re mad and toi know for a fact that Justin is too. toi can’t even remember what toi were arguing about but it was probably something stupid.
A few hours pass and you’ve managed to déplacer from your spot in the cuisine to the canapé in the living room. You’re sitting there, arms crossed over your chest while toi stare angrily at the aléatoire montrer playing on the TV. Suddenly, the sound of the door slamming shut rings through the house and toi know that Justin is still seething with anger too. Not wanting to confront him at the moment, toi flee your spot and rush upstairs and into the bedroom. Your anger is still affecting toi and toi end up throwing every piece of clothing toi undress, across the room. toi lay down, tucking yourself under the covers and wait for Justin to enter the room. toi have your back to his side of the lit but toi can still hear when he walks in. Just as you, Justin undresses rather furiously and practically throws himself on the bed. He snatches the covers that are almost under your butt to him and tosses his body around. toi sigh softly, knowing - without seeing - that Justin also has turned his back to you.
When toi open your eyes the suivant morning, all of the tragic memories from the night before drowns your mind. Every single hateful word, the tears and the anger. Much to your dismay, all of the anger from yesterday has disappeared into thin air and all toi feel now is sadness. A heavy and empty sadness. toi lay in lit quietly, still not moving as toi listen for any signs of Justin. toi almost let out a yelp when he snores softly. Feeling him turn around heavily, toi let out a sigh. You’re not even sure yourself if it’s a sigh of relief ou one of disappointment. toi hate to admit it; but a small part of toi was hoping he would already be awake and ready with his apologetic speech.
Sighing, toi decide to try to remember what caused toi to start fighting yesterday. toi know that toi usually argue about his busy career, rumors and housework. Those three things are the things toi argue the most about. It’s stupid things, really. Because toi know that Justin has a busy career and toi admire it - toi just wish he wouldn’t be gone so much. For the rumors, it goes both ways. There are stupid rumors about toi that he confronts toi about and vice versa. Rumors about pretty much everything; cheating, pregnancies, deaths, drugs, alcohol and so on. It bothers toi but toi know that it’s a part of being Justin’s girlfriend.
toi have been with Justin for three years now and toi were almost expecting a proposal at your 3rd anniversary. toi didn’t know if toi were disappointed ou slightly relieved when it didn’t come. toi l’amour Justin and toi can absolutely see yourself getting married with him, just maybe not yet. That still doesn’t mean that toi would have a dit no if he had asked though. toi would say yes either way. Who knows? Maybe toi actually would be even happier as Mrs. Bieber?
These thoughts eventually take a turn for the worse. Thinking about becoming Mrs. Bieber reminds toi of the fight again and toi turn even plus depressed when toi remember that none of toi apologized and toi don’t even know if Justin wants to be with toi anymore. All toi know for certain is that toi can’t lose him. toi can’t lose him over some stupid fight about something irrelevant. toi l’amour him too much and toi can’t ours the thought of him leaving you. With this on your mind, toi feel your chest tighten and before toi can react; you’re crying.
Silent, salty tears run down your cheeks and toi try to keep as quiet as toi can. How awkward wouldn’t it be if Justin really wants to break up with toi and when he wakes up, you’re sitting there crying? Sniffling, toi reach up and wipe away some of the tears with the back of your hand. toi choke out a laugh, ashamed and embarrassed. toi don’t want to be crying over something so stupid but deep inside - toi know it’s not. It is in fact important to you. Because Justin is your life and losing him would be like living without air. It would simply be impossible.
“Are toi crying?” Justin startles you. Slowly turning around to face him, toi try to wipe away all the tears at the same time. toi don’t want him to see toi and think you’re a weak, little girl. “N-no?” toi say, but it sounds plus like a question. Justin frowns slightly, reaching out towards you. Without a warning, he pulls toi close and wraps his arms around you. toi nuzzle into his chest and let the tears fall freely now. He already knows you’ve been crying, so why hide it?
“I’m sorry for everything I a dit yesterday, [Y/N]. I really am. I didn’t mean anything. The only reason I walked out was because I was afraid I was going to say something stupid and ruin our relationship. toi are the best thing that’s ever happened to me so far, at least-” He’s about to continue when toi cut him off. “So far?” toi ask, raising a brow. toi let out a throaty laugh quickly after, trying to montrer that toi are joking. “Yeah. I mean… When we have our first baby together eventually, that will probably be the best thing happening to me. It’s together with toi though, so toi still count as the best thing. Anyway, I’m sorry. It was stupid of me. I l’amour you.” He smiles against your skin before pressing a Kiss to your temple. “I’m sorry, too. For everything I did and said. I had no right to do those things. It’s just… I get exhausted sometimes but I still shouldn’t take it out on you, I know that. I promise that I’ll come to toi and talk to toi about it suivant time.” toi smile and peck his chiseled jaw, “I l’amour you, too, Justin.”
A few hours pass and you’ve managed to déplacer from your spot in the cuisine to the canapé in the living room. You’re sitting there, arms crossed over your chest while toi stare angrily at the aléatoire montrer playing on the TV. Suddenly, the sound of the door slamming shut rings through the house and toi know that Justin is still seething with anger too. Not wanting to confront him at the moment, toi flee your spot and rush upstairs and into the bedroom. Your anger is still affecting toi and toi end up throwing every piece of clothing toi undress, across the room. toi lay down, tucking yourself under the covers and wait for Justin to enter the room. toi have your back to his side of the lit but toi can still hear when he walks in. Just as you, Justin undresses rather furiously and practically throws himself on the bed. He snatches the covers that are almost under your butt to him and tosses his body around. toi sigh softly, knowing - without seeing - that Justin also has turned his back to you.
When toi open your eyes the suivant morning, all of the tragic memories from the night before drowns your mind. Every single hateful word, the tears and the anger. Much to your dismay, all of the anger from yesterday has disappeared into thin air and all toi feel now is sadness. A heavy and empty sadness. toi lay in lit quietly, still not moving as toi listen for any signs of Justin. toi almost let out a yelp when he snores softly. Feeling him turn around heavily, toi let out a sigh. You’re not even sure yourself if it’s a sigh of relief ou one of disappointment. toi hate to admit it; but a small part of toi was hoping he would already be awake and ready with his apologetic speech.
Sighing, toi decide to try to remember what caused toi to start fighting yesterday. toi know that toi usually argue about his busy career, rumors and housework. Those three things are the things toi argue the most about. It’s stupid things, really. Because toi know that Justin has a busy career and toi admire it - toi just wish he wouldn’t be gone so much. For the rumors, it goes both ways. There are stupid rumors about toi that he confronts toi about and vice versa. Rumors about pretty much everything; cheating, pregnancies, deaths, drugs, alcohol and so on. It bothers toi but toi know that it’s a part of being Justin’s girlfriend.
toi have been with Justin for three years now and toi were almost expecting a proposal at your 3rd anniversary. toi didn’t know if toi were disappointed ou slightly relieved when it didn’t come. toi l’amour Justin and toi can absolutely see yourself getting married with him, just maybe not yet. That still doesn’t mean that toi would have a dit no if he had asked though. toi would say yes either way. Who knows? Maybe toi actually would be even happier as Mrs. Bieber?
These thoughts eventually take a turn for the worse. Thinking about becoming Mrs. Bieber reminds toi of the fight again and toi turn even plus depressed when toi remember that none of toi apologized and toi don’t even know if Justin wants to be with toi anymore. All toi know for certain is that toi can’t lose him. toi can’t lose him over some stupid fight about something irrelevant. toi l’amour him too much and toi can’t ours the thought of him leaving you. With this on your mind, toi feel your chest tighten and before toi can react; you’re crying.
Silent, salty tears run down your cheeks and toi try to keep as quiet as toi can. How awkward wouldn’t it be if Justin really wants to break up with toi and when he wakes up, you’re sitting there crying? Sniffling, toi reach up and wipe away some of the tears with the back of your hand. toi choke out a laugh, ashamed and embarrassed. toi don’t want to be crying over something so stupid but deep inside - toi know it’s not. It is in fact important to you. Because Justin is your life and losing him would be like living without air. It would simply be impossible.
“Are toi crying?” Justin startles you. Slowly turning around to face him, toi try to wipe away all the tears at the same time. toi don’t want him to see toi and think you’re a weak, little girl. “N-no?” toi say, but it sounds plus like a question. Justin frowns slightly, reaching out towards you. Without a warning, he pulls toi close and wraps his arms around you. toi nuzzle into his chest and let the tears fall freely now. He already knows you’ve been crying, so why hide it?
“I’m sorry for everything I a dit yesterday, [Y/N]. I really am. I didn’t mean anything. The only reason I walked out was because I was afraid I was going to say something stupid and ruin our relationship. toi are the best thing that’s ever happened to me so far, at least-” He’s about to continue when toi cut him off. “So far?” toi ask, raising a brow. toi let out a throaty laugh quickly after, trying to montrer that toi are joking. “Yeah. I mean… When we have our first baby together eventually, that will probably be the best thing happening to me. It’s together with toi though, so toi still count as the best thing. Anyway, I’m sorry. It was stupid of me. I l’amour you.” He smiles against your skin before pressing a Kiss to your temple. “I’m sorry, too. For everything I did and said. I had no right to do those things. It’s just… I get exhausted sometimes but I still shouldn’t take it out on you, I know that. I promise that I’ll come to toi and talk to toi about it suivant time.” toi smile and peck his chiseled jaw, “I l’amour you, too, Justin.”
