Justin is not famous in this imagine.
Imagine:
You walk the halls of your school. You hear people whispering things as you walk by. They call you a slut or ugly and other mean words that you just can't repeat.
You have no idea what you've done to make people hate you so much. Everything went down hill after your mom left. Your dad beats you and forces you to take care of your two younger brothers. It's all too much for you to handle.
You run outside into the courtyard and lean up against a tree and start to cry your eyes out.
"Why me?" you cry allowed.
You grab your backpack and place it on your lap. You unzip it and shuffle through your things till you find what you wanted. A razor.
You never thought you would self harm, but the pain helps you forget everything.
You hold the razor in your hand examining it. Then you take it and slowly cut down your wrist. You yelp out in pain as the blood drips down your arm.
"Oh my God, what are you doing!? Stop that!" You look up and see a guy jogging towards you.
He was tall and had light brown hair styled into a quiff. He had one arm that was full of tattoos and the other arm had some more.
Wait, you know him. He lives a few houses down from you. He is a grade higher than you.
"Why are you doing this beautiful?" he says grabbing your arm and looking at it.
"I-I don't know." You say wiping away a few tears leaving your eyes.
He sits down beside you and pulls you into his lap. What is he doing?
He wraps his arms around you.
"Don't ever do this again. You are too beautiful to be doing this. I'm not sure what's going on in your life but I promise you it will get better. Hurting yourself is never the answer. I will be here for you if you need me. I see you all the time around school and I've tried to get the courage to talk to you. If I would have known you were doing this I would have come to you sooner princess. Please don't so this again."
You look into his brown eyes. What he just said made you the happiest you've been in a long time. Someone does care about you. You can make it through this.
"Thank you so much."
"Anytime princess. I'm here for you."
He kisses your cheek.
"Now lets go get you cleaned up, and I'm taking you out." He says helping you up.
You walk together to the school and he helps you clean up your cuts.
I'm strong. I can make it through anything. I just needed someone, someone like Justin who made me realize that I'm worth it.