it's been a week since the concert. you're out of the hospital and are texting your friends on your bed.
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y/n
hey guys, guess what? when i was in the hospital justin visited and i gave him my number... i think he might text me soon!
friend from chapter 1
WOAH!!! REALLY?!?! that's so cool. i'm sad i came after you got knocked out because i totally wanted to record that.
ANTI JUSTIN 👿👿👿
why in the world would a world renowned celebrity text you? he probably took it just to be nice. if he was even there in the first place (doubt)
y/n
HATER
friend from chapter 1
HATER
ANTI JUSTIN 👿👿👿
whatever man i hate yall
y/n
but listen! when he passed me on stage i swear i felt something and he felt it too. same in the hospital room. i think i have a crush on him... and i think he does too! i think it's love at first sight!
friend from chapter 1
WITH JUSTIN??? COME ONNN UR JOKING I MISSED IT I HATE MY HOMEWORK!!!!!!! WHAT R U GOING TO DO⁉️⁉️⁉️
y/n
all i can do is wait for a text. so i must. will keep you updated
ANTI JUSTIN 👿👿👿
can yall shut the fuck up
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wow, what great friends, you think to yourself. it really has been grueling waiting for a text though. you started waiting approximately 0.0280538376 seconds after he left your hospital room. it's been a lot of waiting. you still haven't blinked!
maybe i should do something other than lay on my bed staring at imessage, you think, because along with blinking you have not slept, moved, eaten or used the bathroom for a whole week. man how did you sign that paperwork?
you decide to plug your phone in and put it down. it is at -102836194.02273% battery. you turn over on your bed and yawn.
"time to get some shuteye!" you say out loud to no one, settling in and closing your eyes.
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PING!
your eyes dart open. a notification! you swiftly grab your phone... an unknown number! you open the text and read it.
"hey y/n, it's me, justin bieber! the guy from the concert! how have you been?"
IT'S JUSTIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! what do you even say?!
you bite your lip quirkily and look up to your dead and shriveled bouquet of flowers justin gave you at the hospital. okay, be nice, act natural. he's only your idol, not a big deal! you think. yeah right!
you look back down at your phone, and with trembling fingers, slowly type a response...
"hi justin! i'm doing okay. how are you?" you hit send. DAMN THAT WAS GOOD! that one's sure to woo him.
you stare at your screen.
seconds pass.
there's movement! justin read your message! hurrah! now to wait for that little typing bubble...
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waiting.
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little typing bubble?? why isn't he typing? you furrow your brows and squint, hoping you're seeing something wrong.
"Read 7:38 PM"... WHERE'S THE LITTLE TYPING BUBBLE?!?! no... there's no way... he couldn't have...
you sit and stare at your phone for another 5 seconds, then another 10, then a minute, 5 minutes, 10...
you look up in horror as your phone drops out of your hand and to the bed. you didn't want to even think he would do something like this, him, your justin! you thought he could never be the kind of person... but maybe he's showing his true colors. maybe this is... how it has to be...
JUSTIN BIEBER HAS LEFT YOU ON READ.
you throw your head back and screech "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" at the top of your lungs. what are you to do now?! all your hopes and dreams... was your friend right?
you flop down on your bed and sob in agony. THE PAIN!!! JUSTIN!!! YOUR LIFE IS IN SHAMBLES!!!
you proceed to flop around like a fish on your bed for the next half hour.
after half an hour, you suddenly hear another PING! and stop flopping. could it... really be?
you slowly pick up your phone and read the screen... IT'S JUSTIN!!! you quickly click on the message which reads "i'm good! sorry for the late response, i was pooping." ohhhhh. that makes sense!
you get another text, "hey, what are you doing later? i'm in town again, i was thinking we could meet up?"
the words echo in your head. meet up... meet up...
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MEET UP?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!!? WITH JUSTIN????????? OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!
"YES I WOULD LOVE TO ANY TIME JUSTIN!!!!!!!!" you quickly text back.
"cool, sounds like a date! i'll pick you up at 6:30 tomorrow?"
A DATE?!?!!?!?!!?!?! WITH JUSTIN?!?!?!?!!?!?!!?!?!!?!?!!?!?!?!?
you try to keep your cool in your responses. you're not like other fantheys. "yes that sounds great! or whatever"
WOW, you think, i have a date with JUSTIN BIEBER! everything is perfect! you set his contact as "JUSTIN 💖💖💖💖💖" then set your phone down and lay back, staring at your ceiling. you quickly fall asleep, eyes open and unblinking, eager for tomorrow.
YOU ARE READING
"i beliebe in you" justin bieber x reader
Romanceyour name is y/n, a teenager in 2010, and you LOVE justin bieber. you head to one of his concerts where suddenly things go awry... and your crazy adventure begins! will y/n survive this adventure? will justin confess his feelings for y/n? find out!
