This Imagine is dedicated to @EmilyHaggerty6 sorry it's late!
"WHY DO YOU BLAME EVERYTHING ON ME?" Justin yelled at you. It's 2 o'clock in the morning and Justin just came back from from a night out with the guys, something he's been doing a lot lately. "Justin, I'm not blaming anything on you, I'm just saying maybe you should be home a little more often or come home earlier." You said calmly, knowing yelling at him only gets him angrier. He's not drunk but he's not completely sober either.
"Well that's none of your fucking business!" He yelled again only getting a little closer this time. He would never hit you, would he? "It is my business. I'm worried about your health, and what about your career? What about all your beliebers?" You asked him. That's when he reached his peak. He let out what seemed like a growl and slapped you. It hurt to where it turned your head, but not enough for you to make a noise. You was shocked. He's never, and you mean NEVER, put his hands on you like that.
You couldn't turn your head back to him, there was tears in your eyes. "Oh my god Y/N, I didn't mean to hit you. I was frustrated and mad and it's not an excuse I'm so sorry." He started apologizing to you. You turned to him to find his eyes filled with tears. You love him all too much to break up with him, but he just hit you. That's not like him. He looked down ashamed of himself. "I know your going through a lot, but I'm just worried." You mumbled not wanting to upset him again.
He looked up confused. "I just hit you, something I will hate myself for, for the rest of my life. And you go on saying how much you care for me? Jesus Y/N I don't deserve you more than I thought." You couldn't help it, he was so broken. So weak. You hugged him tighter than you thought possible. He hugged you back and you felt something wet drop on top of your head. "Don't cry. It was a mistake, I love you Justin." You kept repeating those words over and over as he started sobbing in your arms.
"How could you love a monster like me?" He said between sobs. "Shhh your not a monster. Even if you were I'd be proud to say I'm Miss. Monster." When you said that he just cried harder. Somehow you guys ended up sitting on the floor with him in your lap, with you rocking him back and forth. It was an hour before he stopped crying. You promised yourself you were going to help him.
"Y/N?" He asked with his voice hoarse. "Yeah?" You answered. "You wouldn't be Miss. Monster, you would be Mrs. Monster."
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Authors Note
Hey I'm back! I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while my Wattpad went totally psycho and wouldn't let me update, blah blah blah. Anyways, thanks for reading!
-M
