Imagines (Justin & 1D ot5) OPEN

He Cheats PT 3

Finally I know

Justin:

The next day, you woke up in (Y/EB/N)'s spare bedroom. You heard commotion from the kitchen, so you decided to see what was happening.

David, (Y/EB/N)'s neighbor, was in the kitchen, and he was making breakfast, shirtless/

You cleared your throat and he looked up in you direction.

"Oh hey," he said and smile, showing a gorgeous smile which equaled his green eyes and dark hair in beauty.

"Hi, I'm (Y/N). Where's (Y/EB/N)?" You asked him.

"He left with Chris to go shopping."

Chris was (Y/EB/N)'s boyfriend. Yep, that happened.

"Oh, okay."

"He told me you'd need company because some douche cheated on you?"

"Yeah, but how do I know you're not just some handsome burglar."

He laughed. "How would I know about your situation?"

"True." You giggled.

"How about you wash up and then get some of these eggs. I've been told a few that I make the best eggs in the land."

"How many times?" You questioned.

"About two ... million," he said nonchalantly.

"You've made two million eggs in your lifetime?"

"Two million and one. Would've been 100% positive but one didn't end well because the dick didn't tell me he was allergic to eggs."

"Pretty sure it didn't end well for him either," you noted while laughing and David joined you.

Yu turned on your heel to get ready for the day.

This could be fun.

~~

David's eggs were actually good ad so was the rest of your day as David entertained you.

He had been playing games with you as if you were 8 and he was your babysitter, and you were glad of the distraction. It helped you not sink into a funk, thinking about what you had found out about Justin the other day.

Even if you were just pushing off your emotions until a later date, it was a fun way to do so.

Your phone rang and you knew by 'Confident' playing around the room that it wad Justin.

"Babe?" Justin immediately asked once you'd picked up.

"What?" You questioned, fencing with David.

He had a spatula and you had tongs in your hands, fighting to the death.

"I'm really sorry. Words can't express how sorry I am, babe. Can we meet up and talk soon?"

"Hmm, uhh, maybe. Ahh!" You yelled once David had gotten you in the side.

"You okay, (Y/N)?" Justin asked.

"Yeah, I gotta go!" You yelled down the phone, hanging up in fear of losing to David
Louis:

"(Y/N)?" Louis asked, his voice tired and groggy. "What's going on? It's like half five in the morning here."

"Well, I've just come back from football

(/soccer) and these girls come running up to me-"

"(Y/N), I havent really got time for a story," he whined.

"Promise it's worth it."

"Alright go for it."