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Your New Car

[1800hotlinebizzle]

Squad Goals Season 3 Episode 13

JUSTIN

“Justin this is so serious. You have to get a paternity test done alright?” Kylie is rubbing my back in soothing circles as I sit with my head in my hands.

“I can’t believe I did this to Rhiannon. Kylie I’m such a fuck up.”

“Does it help that you guys were… On a break?” My heart drops to my stomach and I fell like I’m going to throw up. With a deep breath I look into Kylie’s eyes and shake my head.

“That’s the thing Ky. We weren’t on a break. Not yet.” Kylie drops her hand from my back and I already know what’s coming.

“You’re such a piece of shit Biz!” She huffs and A few moments later I’m left alone to my thoughts with a stinging cheek that wears a Kylie Jenner sized handprint.

“Fuck me,” I groan, but I regret the words immediately because that’s what got me into this mess.

KYLIE

“That’s some shady shit ma, maybe you shouldn’t be all in that” Rakim starts to braid my hair into the two long fishtails that he’d been doing lately and I lean against him in defeat.

“I can’t I know that all hell is going to break lose when he tells her babe,”

“ you’ll be there for her though king. You always are.” I shake my head and then wince when it causes him to tug too hard on a braid.

“She doesn’t want anything to do with me at the moment trust me.” I sigh and Rakim places a kiss to the crown of my head.

*Earlier that day*

JUSTIN

“Jay, Jay don’t stop please don’t stop oh my god!” Rhiannon’s words are muffled against my lips as I work my fingers in and out of her pussy.

“I won’t baby, shh, don’t worry” she’s trapped beneath me, her stomach clenching and her back arching as I curl my fingers inside of her.

“Off!” She mutters in a disgruntled voice tugging on the silky pajama top that she currently lay in. I help her, momentarily pausing my fingers to throw her top to the floor.

“You’re so wet for me Nonnie” I croon and she lets out the sexiest little moan yet.

“Always, Jay” she breathes before suckling on my earlobe and biting it lightly. When she reaches into my pants it takes all of my self control to pull her hand back out.

“Later beautiful, I have a meeting and I’m already running late.” She sighs in disappointment, but it turns to pleasure when I move my fingers faster and circle her clit harder. She gasps out a strangled “Oh my God,” and reaches back and buries her fingers into her pillow.

“Come for me Nonnie,” I coax using my other hand to palm her breast and knead it to my hand. She starts to squirm and jerk, grinding against my hand.

“Ooh,” she moans as she starts to come her body quivering and twisting so harshly that I have to move a hand to her stomach to keep her still.

“Shit” Rhiannon says with a shuddering breath before letting out a rasping laugh.

“You sure you can’t stay and play with me?” I groan when she palms me through my jeans and then roll off of her with reluctance.

“If I miss this meeting Scooter will roast me out of existence” she laughs and stretched out fully on our bed, gleaming in her after orgasm glow.

“It’s all as well, I have a script run through with Selena at the production company.” She stretches and then sits up her boobs calling me. I palm both of them and lean in for a quick kiss,

“have I told you how hot it I think it is that you’re an actress now?”

“I think you have once or twice…"  I pinch her nipples in a parting gesture before climbing off of the bed and shrugging a shirt over my head.

"I hate that shirt Jay!” I scrunch up my face and turn around in a slow circle showing off my tattered Yeezy Season sweatshirt.

“Babe what?  I look fresh as fuck!” She covers her breasts and rolls her eyes.

“Get out of here Kanye” I fix a ball cap on my head, kiss her neck, and then head out of the room. Za, Khalil, and Alfredo sit around our living room scrolling through their phones.

“Morning Bizz, we ate all the shit in your fridge"I look towards the kitchen and see an array of breakfast food spread over the table.

"Did you make anything for my girl at least? Damn y'all” Za looks sheepish as he eats a piece of bacon.

“Nah isn’t she a Vegan anyway?” Everyone turns to Khalil and raises an eyebrow he shrugs and a chugs back some orange juice.

“I’m out y'all. Don’t go in my room alright?”

“Why she naked?” I give a cocky grin and turn my hat backwards.

“And worn out. Bye gentlemen.”

RHIANNON

“Did you guys see his face last night?” I take a bite of the sushi that the studio ordered and then take a sip of my wine.

“Yeah and-”

“I noticed l. I totally noticed. He wants to wife you so bad it’s insane” Selena interrupts waving her chopsticks around to emphasize her point.

“Why is it insane?” Kylie wonders and Selena shrugs, dropping her chopsticks to sip on some miso.

“Its like what Zayn was saying last night. They don’t need the ring and papers to be a forever thing. I mean I’m pretty sure Jack is my forever thing” behind us comes a severe choking noise and we all turn to see Jack. His face red and eyes misty as he gulps down some water.

“You heard me cuteheart!” Selena says happily munching away on some lettuce. Jack throws a thumbs up so we know that he’s not going to die and then we continue our conversation.

“If he asks you again are you going to say yes?” I think on the question before nodding slowly and answering.

“Yeah. Yeah I will.” Kylie lets out a loud snort and I turn to her with a questioning gaze.

“Bullshit” she says quietly stirring her soup and taking a long slurp.

“What?”

“Rhiannon… Let’s face it you aren’t exactly wife material babe” Selena bites her lip and stands up to throw away her trash.

“Because I wasn’t ready to marry him last year? Why does that make me unfit to be a wife?” Kylie fixes me with a raised brow.

“Don’t take it personally Rhi forget I ev-”

“How am I not supposed to take it personally Kylie?” My voice raises and octave and I lose my appetite.

“I love you Rhiannon. So fucking much, but yeah I did see Justin’s face last night and the next time that he asks you to marry him and you say no is going to destroy him” my face grows hot and I take Selena’s cue and start to throw away my food as well.

“I am literally always the bad guy in this scenario right?”

“You lied about not remembering his proposal and then you said yes because he was leaving on tour!”

“Once again there you go putting your nose into our relationship business Kylie, last time you did that we broke the fuck up”

“He’s my friend too! What was I supposed to do ? Sit back while you fucked around with Cameron?”

“But was I fucking him?!” Kylie is silent and I can only give a bitter laugh and a stiff shake of my head.

“I’ll see you during rehearsal”

“Rhi-”

“ you’ve got lipstick on your teeth.” With that I leave the room.

JUSTIN

“She wants money. She has to want money.”

“Justin-”

“Scooter. Give her whatever amount she wants and make this go away.” Scooter sighs and his face looks super pinched and concentrated via FaceTime.

“It’s not so easy Justin…”

“We’ve dealt with this before! It is that easy!”

“Justin did you sleep with her within a one year period?” Some of my PR team had been flown to London just for this meeting and I felt trapped under their gaze.

“Yes.” Rhiannon’s PR manager writes something down and gives me a dirty look. Scooter had insisted that the head of her team show up to handle future scandal.

“Was it protected sex?” I squirm in my seat and let out a breath of hesitant air.

“I don’t know-”

“Justin!”

“I was fucked up Scooter! It slipped my mind and-”

“And now your dumbass has a potential love child with a girl you don’t even know!” I think I surprise everybody when I break into loud, ugly ass sobs.

“She’s going to fucking leave me! It’s fucking over does anyone get that?” The room is silent save for the crackling of Scooter’s connection.

“Listen kid. She’s got a good lawyer who of course wants to come after you for all you’ve got but your lawyers have already set up a paternity test are you up for that?” I nod and wipe away my tears.

“Yeah. Yeah okay, get that shit over with.” Scooter sighs for the hundredth time and then pinches the bridge of his nose.

“They’re pushing for a call,”

“A call? To that side of the defense team” I make a face of confusion before running my hands over my eyes.

“Elysandra. She wants to speak with you.” I slam my head onto the conference table.

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When bae ain't put you in a vid yet

[ohmybieberimagines]

Million miles Away

(First imagine I’m posting. It’ll be like this until I get request don’t be shy. ) *You are afraid of him leaving to go on tour* —————— As you watched his rehearsal on the big stage infront of you, you let your eyes wander around the arena. The Staples Center was coming to be exactly how Justin wanted it to be. They had gotten to work on the tour ever since the album finished, finally after so long, things were falling together. Sweat dripped down his face as he sang and executed the choreography. He was such a hard worker and seeing everything come together made you proud, but at the same time, you couldn’t ignore the pull in your stomach. Every since you guys had gotten together a year ago, you had done a lot of things with one another. You were used to seeing him more than 5 times a week, if not everyday. The difference then was that he was on a hiatus. He had that time, but now he was going to be gone for so long. He wasn’t going to be in your bed some nights. He wasn’t a drive away. Sometimes he’d be states away or even overseas. That terrified you. Biting your lip hard, you tried not to show what you were thinking as Justin hopped off stage and made his way over to you. You forced a smile on your face as you handed him his water. “Good job babe,” you said as he gulped the cool liquid down. His neck muscles flexed a little. “You ready, ” he asked when he was done and wiped his face with a towel. You nodded simply and grabbed your things. The entire car ride to his place, your mind wouldn’t leave you alone. Idea and scenario after idea and scenario crossed your mind. Finally Justin pulled up to home but didn’t let you get out. “What’s wrong? You’ve been silent this whole time,” he asked looking into your eyes. You wanted so badly to just lie and tell him nothing but once he had a lock on your eyes, he would definitely know. How could you say anything without crushing him? “I just…. I know you’re so excited to go on tour and I’m so proud, but at the same time I’m petrified. I don’t know how I’m going to be without you for so long and you being so free. It’s been consuming my mind and I’m sorry,” all your words fumbled out like toys in a kids basket. He looked confused for a moment but then just shook his head. “Hey, baby, first don’t Apologize. You have every right to feel what you need. I understand why you would be scared and I respect that,” he leaned forward slightly. “All I can tell you is that I don’t have eyes for anyone but you and I mean that solely. We will call, text, video chat so much that you’ll be sick of me. I’ll fly you out whenever I can and we’ll make a vacation out of wherever I am. I’ll do anything for you (Y/N) please know that, ” Justin reached out for your hand and you gave it to him. “I love you Justin, ” you said softly because it was all you could say. His words were the comfort that you needed and a huge piece of your worries melted away along with your doubt.

[jb-imagines]

Text Imagine Part 6

*Part 1*

*Part 2*

*Part 3*

*Part 4*

*Part 5*

You began packing a few items into a bag when you heard someone coming up the stairs. Since Justin wasn’t really able to walk you figured it had to be Pattie. “Justin wants to speak with you.” She peeped her head around the door. She watched you toss shirts and pants into your suitcase. “I don’t think that‘s necessary. At least not yet. Not before you hear him out.” You didn’t hear her out and you surely weren’t going to listen to whatever Justin had to say. You sipped up your bag and headed for the door. “(Yn)!” Justin wheeled himself over to you. “Please baby.” His voice cracked. You stopped in your tracks. Without even looking at him you could tell that he had been crying. That was something he should be doing. You tried to convince yourself that he was a bad person and that you should just leave immediately but you couldn’t. You had to hear what he had to say.  You sat your bag down. “It’s not real. That’s how I should have started everything. It’s all for good publicty for her. To help her career. “ You turned around to face him, “Go on.” “The baby, it’s not mine. It’s some other guys baby. She got drunk and had sex with some random guy.” He continued. “So what?” You shrugged your shoulders. “So her publicist figured that in order for her to stay good with her audience,she should ‘get back’ with her old boyfriend. And they want me to say that it’s my baby.” Justin paused and looked up at you. You could tell there was more that he really didn’t want to say but you needed to hear it. “And..?” You urged. “And they want me to marry her. Having a baby out of wed-lock is no good. They want me to think about her future and career.” He waited for your response. “You’re not really going to do it are you? I mean, what about us. What about our future? What about your career?” “We can still be together. We just couldn’t do it in public. After a few years, I could file for divorce and-” “Why? So you could be painted as the bad guy? ‘Justin Bieber leaves wife and child after so many years.’ Justin, no.” You spat. “(yn), that’s how these types of things work. You just have to bare with me on this one. We can get through this.” Justin reached for your hand but you pulled away. You picked your bag back up, “No, you can get through this. I don’t want to  be your side chick in your phony marriage because you’re saving someone else from the stupid decison that they made. Count me out of this soap opera.” You began walking away but turned around to say one more thing, “Think about the baby. What happens when it finds out that you’re not their real dad, then what? “ You turned around and left Justin sitting there alone.

[jb-imagines]

HeyHey! I just read all you Imagines and I like them alot! Could you please make one for me with the name Mìryam Lavìna in it. Maybe something with a steph brother or school stuff. Just please make one for me! I love you!

Sorry it took soo very long. I had to think something wonderful up :) so this is going to be written as if Justin wasn’t famous and is in college.

You walked down the hallways of your new university (due to the new marriage/move you decided to transfer to stay close to your mom)You were too busy looking down at your list of classes to know that you were getting ready to walk smack into a guy. “Woah there.” He stopped you by lightly grabbing your shoulders. “I’m so sorry. I was just…I can’t seem to find my classes.” You pointed to the paper you were looking at. The guy smiled and took the paper out of your hand. He stared at it intently before grabbing your hand and leading you into the opposite direction. “Professor Fields class is this way. I had him last year.” He smiled at you. After a long walk you finally ended up in front of a classroom door. “This is it.” The guy said while handing you your paper back. “Thanks.” You beamed. “You know….you’re crazy pretty for a Freshmen.” The guy held his hand up to his face as if he were embarrassed. I guess the words just slipped out of his mouth. he quickly turned and nearly ran away before you could say anything. You sighed and braced yourself before walking into your class.

“First day of classes, give me the details.” Your mom said as she started cooking dinner. “Uh, it wasn’t too bad. I met this guy. I didn’t get his name though.” You smiled remembering his brown eyes”Oh?” Your mom seemed more disappointed than you did. “It’s okay. I think he was a sophomore but I’m sure I’ll see him again.” You  decided to head to your room to start your paper. “I’m home!” You heard Ben (step-brother) announce as the front door shut. (He was a sophomore at your same uni but his classes were later than yours) Instead of going out to greet him you just continued to do your paper. Once you finished you left to see if your mom had finished dinner. “Can you tell Ben that dinner is ready?” She asked you with a smile. A crazy smile that was only reserved for special moments. You looked at her with questioning eyes before going to the living room. You were startled when you saw another guy playing the Xbox with Ben. Ben heard you enter the room and looked up at you. “Oh hey Mìryam.” He stood up and walked towards you. “Justin this is my little sister. My step-sister Mìryam Lavìna.”he introduced you.  His friend, Justin turned around  with a smile. A smile that grew larger once he saw who you were.  He quickly stood up from the couch and came over to you. “This is your step-sister?” He asked, not taking his eyes off of you. Ben nodded. “We met earlier. He helped me get to class.” You said, now looking at the floor. A little intimidated by Justin’s stare. “Dinner is ready. Are you staying, Justin?” you asked. “Uh, yeah sure.” Justin smiled at you again. “I’m going to go and help my mom in the kitchen.” You left the room, blushing hard.

At dinner Justin sat across from you. He would occasionally look over to you and smile. “How was your first day,Mìryam?” He said it so quietly, so sweetly. You loved the way that your name rolled off of his tongue. It was close to the best sound you’d ever heard. “It was nice.” You said, matching his tone. He smirked at you before going back to his food. “How are you doing at making new friends?” Ben asked. “That’s not so nice.” You laughed awkwardly. You didn’t like being the center of attention. “You could always hang out with me. With us.” Justin looked over to Ben and then back to you. “Uh-.” You were interrupted by your mom. “That’s a great idea, Justin.” She beamed.  After dinner your mom, Ben, and step-dad encouraged you to go watch a movie with Ben and Justin. You reluctantly agreed. You sat in the middle of Justin and Ben on the couch and couldn’t help but notice Justin glance at you throughout the movie, something Ben was oblivious to. “I gotta pee.” Ben said before leaving the room. “So Mìryam” he said your name again making your heart flutter. “Was it hard leaving your boyfriend? I mean traveling all the way here to Ontario must have been serious on your relationship.” He questioned. He was clearly no longer interested in the movie. You giggled, “I don’t have a boyfriend. All the guys back home were…weird.” You and Justin did a small laugh together. “Wouldn’t your girlfriend be upset if she knew how you’ve been watching me so closely all night?” You asked in the same curious tone as Justin. “No girlfriend. All the girls here are…weird.” he smiled. “I’m not weird.” You blurted out. “I bet. You seem different. Different is good to have every once in a while.” Justin said. He looked disappointed when Ben walked back into the room. Not too long after he made up an excuse of why he had to go home and that was it. “You like Justin.” Ben teased, later that night as the 2 of your were washing the dishes. “Do not!” You said smacking him with one of the towels. “It’s okay to admit it, Mìryam.” Ben saying your name sounded nothing like the way Justin said it. Justin made it sound like something beautiful.  *a couple of weeks later*         

Ever since that first night, Justin started coming to your house every day.  You would pretend to be uninterested at first but once Ben left the room you’d jump to go and talk to Justin. “Ben would you mind going solo on the dishes tonight? I have a paper I need to get to tonight.” you said at dinner. “But we always wash dishes together. That’s our ‘thing’.” Ben whined. “It’s okay. Your mother and I will relieve the both of you tonight. “I could help you with your paper, if you want.” Justin suggested. “Sure.” You said while standing up and heading to your room, Justin followed. You sat on your bed and Justin sat at your desk. “So what do we have so far?” He asked. You lifted a blank sheet of paper and giggled. “ what is the topic?” Justin asked. “A person I admire.” You smiled at Justin. “Awe you admire me.” He tilts his head to the side. You giggle, “Actually I chose my grandad.” The both of you end up laughing. “Time to get serious. what are some things you admire about him?” Justin ask you. He has a pen in his hand and a sheet of paper, ready to write everything you say. “ Well, he is very wise and interesting. He’s 87 and he hasn’t retired because he always says ‘when a man quits working he will surely die’. He’s an excellent farmer.” Justin cuts of your listing. “What’s his name? What does he look like?” he ask you. You continue answering questions as Justin writes down every word you say. The both of you sit down and organize the notes until you finish the paper on your grandfather. “This is really good.” You said after you finish reading over it. “Thanks for helping.” You say. Justin smiled at you, “I’m exhausted.” He says. “You can crash here. You’ll just have to sneak out in the morning.” You chuckle softly. He grins and carries the both of you to your bed. Justin rubs your back until the both of you fall asleep. You’re awaken by the soft snores of Justin. You look  up and see his sleeping face.You can help but smile to yourself as you trace a finger on his cheek, to his nose, and over his lips. His eyes slowly flutter open, “Morning.” His voice filled with tiredness. “Hi.” You mumble. “I think we have a problem.” You say. He sits up quickly, unwrapping his arms from around you. “What is it,Mìryam?” He asked. “The paper…I may have changed my mind. So I think we may have to find another paper. I found someone else that I admire.” You smile. He smiled and leans down to kiss your nose. “You’re just gonna replace grandpa like that?” He chuckles before sliding back beside you and slipping his arms back around you.

Truly apologize if that sucked!

[jb-imagines]

You and Justin are sitting on the couch watching a movie when he starts whining about how bored he is and how he wants to do something fun. You tell him that you really want to finish the movie. He sighs and agrees to watch ONLY 15 more minutes. After exactly 15 minutes, he out of nowhere starts singing. At first you think that he sounds really good and you don’t mind but then he starts goofing off. He purposely misses notes and messes up. You hit his shoulder and beg him to stop but he doesn’t listen. He just starts screaming louder. “Justin you sound horrible” you laugh and he eventually stops. His head falls down and he tries to look sad and hurt. After he realizes that you’re not going to say anything he looks back up at you and says *gif* “Even though you’re being really mean, I still love you”

Would you guys be upset if I use this gif again? I got another idea for it as I was writing this.

[jb-imagines]

Fight imagine? Can they please make up, my name is Quincy

You and Justin were over at a friends’ house hanging out. You were sitting on the couch drinking when one of your guy friends came over and started talking to you and twisting a strand of your hair around his finger.

“Andy is a much better twerker than, Quincy!” You heard one of your friends shout. That’s when your friend (ANDY) got up and started pretend twerking on your lap.

“Shake it, shake it.” You laughed with your friends. That caught Justin’s eye and he almost choked off of his drink. You looked over to him and slid from under your friend, laughter no longer in your voice. Your friend noticed what was going on and walked over to Justin to apologize. You couldn’t hear what was said but by the way Justin was clenching his jaw, you could tell that it wasn’t anything too convincing. But you decided to brush it off and enjoy the company of your friends.

*LATER THAT NIGHT*

“Do you want to dance, Justin?” You looked up to your boyfriend with a big grin, already slightly dancing on him. “No thanks.” He stepped back a little. He was still a little upset about earlier. “Justin-”

“Quincy, no. I said no.” He mumbled,his voice filled with anger. “Are you still upset about earlier? If you-” You stepped closer to Justin but once again he stepped back, “You know what. Let’s just go. I’m ready to go. Come on.” Justin turned on his heels and started walking to the door. “Justin!” You ran after him. “Let’s go.” He growled. Too shocked by his emotions, you obeyed and followed him to the car.  Even though he was upset he still managed to open the door on the passenger side for you and wait until you were fully in the car before he closed it. Once Justin started the car he turned the radio all the way down so that it was completely silent, the only noise being the engine and passing cars. You tried to talk but he started humming or even turned up the volume of the music so that you were easily tuned out. When you had finally arrived back to your place, Justin hoped out of the car and headed inside. You sat in the car for a while before you got out. You slowly walked into the house and slowly allowed the door to click as you closed it. “Justin.” You called as you walked further inside. You looked around and found him in the kitchen, leaned over the counter scrolling through his phone. You peeped over his shoulder and saw that he was looking at pictures from tonight.

“Why do you always have to be so..so..ugh” Justin turned around. “So what?” You said calmly. “Everybody’s.” He answered coldly. “So what are you calling me a ho?” The words came out of your mouth slowly. “ You’re always flirting with other guys so If that’s what it sounds like, then yes. You’re. a. ho.” Justin’s words hurt a little.You didn’t actually expect him to say it.

“Those guys are just my friends. We were bring friendly…like friends do. It’s honestly not a big deal.” You tried. Justin stared at you for a little while and then he walked away. “Where are you going? You can’t call me a ho and then walk away.” You followed him. “You called yourself a ho, I just agreed.” He continued walking up the stairs. “Justin…”

“What Quincy?! Just leave me alone and go be friendly with your other boyfriends. Get out of my house.” Justin turned around and held his arms out to block you from going any further up the stairway. You tried looking at his face, deep into his eyes to read his emotions. All you saw was pain. He looked hurt.

“I’m sorry.” You said, barely being able to be heard.  “I can tell that I really  made you upset and I’m sorry Justin.”Justin’s face softened. “It’s just, when I see you with your friend ‘being friendly’ I get really jealous and…I guess maybe it’s the looks you give them or just knowing that you’re having fun with another guy. I think I may have overreacted.” Justin explained. You reached up and put your hand on his shoulder. He definitely didn’t overreact. He was right. Sometimes you did get too friendly with your guy friends. But before you had the chance to say anything, Justin began speaking again.

“I called you a ho, Quincy. I think that’s overreacting a bit. I’m really really sorry baby.“ He opened his arms out for a hug and you fell into his embrace. “Just don’t ever let a guy dance on you like that again.” He pulled back to look you in the face, arms still wrapped around you.

“I promise.” You smiled and grabbed him even tighter.