Du let out a shriek of frustration, slightly tugging at the end of your hair. Justin cocks his eyebrows at Du before scoffing, trudging away from your sight. “I’m going out.” He mutters, loudly enough for Du to hear but only barely. Not responding, Du sit there quietly in the corner of the küche trying to hold the tears back. Du and Justin had been fighting a lot lately and Du hate it. Du know that he’s going on tour in a few months and right now, all Du want is to spend time with your boyfriend before he leaves Du alone at Home - not fight with him. Usually, Du oder Justin would always apologize to each other and end up cuddling on the couch oder making Liebe in bedroom but it had never gone this far. Du stare into the empty air and Du can’t hold your tears in anymore. What surprises Du the most are that those tears are made out of anger. You’re mad and Du know for a fact that Justin is too. Du can’t even remember what Du were arguing about but it was probably something stupid.
A few hours pass and you’ve managed to Bewegen from your spot in the küche to the couch in the living room. You’re sitting there, arms crossed over your chest while Du stare angrily at the Zufällig Zeigen playing on the TV. Suddenly, the sound of the door slamming shut rings through the house and Du know that Justin is still seething with anger too. Not wanting to confront him at the moment, Du flee your spot and rush upstairs and into the bedroom. Your anger is still affecting Du and Du end up throwing every piece of clothing Du undress, across the room. Du lay down, tucking yourself under the covers and wait for Justin to enter the room. Du have your back to his side of the bett but Du can still hear when he walks in. Just as you, Justin undresses rather furiously and practically throws himself on the bed. He snatches the covers that are almost under your butt to him and tosses his body around. Du sigh softly, knowing - without seeing - that Justin also has turned his back to you.
When Du open your eyes the Weiter morning, all of the tragic memories from the night before drowns your mind. Every single hateful word, the tears and the anger. Much to your dismay, all of the anger from yesterday has disappeared into thin air and all Du feel now is sadness. A heavy and empty sadness. Du lay in bett quietly, still not moving as Du listen for any signs of Justin. Du almost let out a yelp when he snores softly. Feeling him turn around heavily, Du let out a sigh. You’re not even sure yourself if it’s a sigh of relief oder one of disappointment. Du hate to admit it; but a small part of Du was hoping he would already be awake and ready with his apologetic speech.
Sighing, Du decide to try to remember what caused Du to start fighting yesterday. Du know that Du usually argue about his busy career, rumors and housework. Those three things are the things Du argue the most about. It’s stupid things, really. Because Du know that Justin has a busy career and Du admire it - Du just wish he wouldn’t be gone so much. For the rumors, it goes both ways. There are stupid rumors about Du that he confronts Du about and vice versa. Rumors about pretty much everything; cheating, pregnancies, deaths, drugs, alcohol and so on. It bothers Du but Du know that it’s a part of being Justin’s girlfriend.
Du have been with Justin for three years now and Du were almost expecting a proposal at your 3rd anniversary. Du didn’t know if Du were disappointed oder slightly relieved when it didn’t come. Du Liebe Justin and Du can absolutely see yourself getting married with him, just maybe not yet. That still doesn’t mean that Du would have sagte no if he had asked though. Du would say yes either way. Who knows? Maybe Du actually would be even happier as Mrs. Bieber?
These thoughts eventually take a turn for the worse. Thinking about becoming Mrs. Bieber reminds Du of the fight again and Du turn even Mehr depressed when Du remember that none of Du apologized and Du don’t even know if Justin wants to be with Du anymore. All Du know for certain is that Du can’t lose him. Du can’t lose him over some stupid fight about something irrelevant. Du Liebe him too much and Du can’t bär the thought of him leaving you. With this on your mind, Du feel your chest tighten and before Du can react; you’re crying.
Silent, salty tears run down your cheeks and Du try to keep as quiet as Du can. How awkward wouldn’t it be if Justin really wants to break up with Du and when he wakes up, you’re sitting there crying? Sniffling, Du reach up and wipe away some of the tears with the back of your hand. Du choke out a laugh, ashamed and embarrassed. Du don’t want to be crying over something so stupid but deep inside - Du know it’s not. It is in fact important to you. Because Justin is your life and losing him would be like living without air. It would simply be impossible.
“Are Du crying?” Justin startles you. Slowly turning around to face him, Du try to wipe away all the tears at the same time. Du don’t want him to see Du and think you’re a weak, little girl. “N-no?” Du say, but it sounds Mehr like a question. Justin frowns slightly, reaching out towards you. Without a warning, he pulls Du close and wraps his arms around you. Du nuzzle into his chest and let the tears fall freely now. He already knows you’ve been crying, so why hide it?
“I’m sorry for everything I sagte yesterday, [Y/N]. I really am. I didn’t mean anything. The only reason I walked out was because I was afraid I was going to say something stupid and ruin our relationship. Du are the best thing that’s ever happened to me so far, at least-” He’s about to continue when Du cut him off. “So far?” Du ask, raising a brow. Du let out a throaty laugh quickly after, trying to Zeigen that Du are joking. “Yeah. I mean… When we have our first baby together eventually, that will probably be the best thing happening to me. It’s together with Du though, so Du still count as the best thing. Anyway, I’m sorry. It was stupid of me. I Liebe you.” He smiles against your skin before pressing a KISS to your temple. “I’m sorry, too. For everything I did and said. I had no right to do those things. It’s just… I get exhausted sometimes but I still shouldn’t take it out on you, I know that. I promise that I’ll come to Du and talk to Du about it Weiter time.” Du smile and peck his chiseled jaw, “I Liebe you, too, Justin.”
A few hours pass and you’ve managed to Bewegen from your spot in the küche to the couch in the living room. You’re sitting there, arms crossed over your chest while Du stare angrily at the Zufällig Zeigen playing on the TV. Suddenly, the sound of the door slamming shut rings through the house and Du know that Justin is still seething with anger too. Not wanting to confront him at the moment, Du flee your spot and rush upstairs and into the bedroom. Your anger is still affecting Du and Du end up throwing every piece of clothing Du undress, across the room. Du lay down, tucking yourself under the covers and wait for Justin to enter the room. Du have your back to his side of the bett but Du can still hear when he walks in. Just as you, Justin undresses rather furiously and practically throws himself on the bed. He snatches the covers that are almost under your butt to him and tosses his body around. Du sigh softly, knowing - without seeing - that Justin also has turned his back to you.
When Du open your eyes the Weiter morning, all of the tragic memories from the night before drowns your mind. Every single hateful word, the tears and the anger. Much to your dismay, all of the anger from yesterday has disappeared into thin air and all Du feel now is sadness. A heavy and empty sadness. Du lay in bett quietly, still not moving as Du listen for any signs of Justin. Du almost let out a yelp when he snores softly. Feeling him turn around heavily, Du let out a sigh. You’re not even sure yourself if it’s a sigh of relief oder one of disappointment. Du hate to admit it; but a small part of Du was hoping he would already be awake and ready with his apologetic speech.
Sighing, Du decide to try to remember what caused Du to start fighting yesterday. Du know that Du usually argue about his busy career, rumors and housework. Those three things are the things Du argue the most about. It’s stupid things, really. Because Du know that Justin has a busy career and Du admire it - Du just wish he wouldn’t be gone so much. For the rumors, it goes both ways. There are stupid rumors about Du that he confronts Du about and vice versa. Rumors about pretty much everything; cheating, pregnancies, deaths, drugs, alcohol and so on. It bothers Du but Du know that it’s a part of being Justin’s girlfriend.
Du have been with Justin for three years now and Du were almost expecting a proposal at your 3rd anniversary. Du didn’t know if Du were disappointed oder slightly relieved when it didn’t come. Du Liebe Justin and Du can absolutely see yourself getting married with him, just maybe not yet. That still doesn’t mean that Du would have sagte no if he had asked though. Du would say yes either way. Who knows? Maybe Du actually would be even happier as Mrs. Bieber?
These thoughts eventually take a turn for the worse. Thinking about becoming Mrs. Bieber reminds Du of the fight again and Du turn even Mehr depressed when Du remember that none of Du apologized and Du don’t even know if Justin wants to be with Du anymore. All Du know for certain is that Du can’t lose him. Du can’t lose him over some stupid fight about something irrelevant. Du Liebe him too much and Du can’t bär the thought of him leaving you. With this on your mind, Du feel your chest tighten and before Du can react; you’re crying.
Silent, salty tears run down your cheeks and Du try to keep as quiet as Du can. How awkward wouldn’t it be if Justin really wants to break up with Du and when he wakes up, you’re sitting there crying? Sniffling, Du reach up and wipe away some of the tears with the back of your hand. Du choke out a laugh, ashamed and embarrassed. Du don’t want to be crying over something so stupid but deep inside - Du know it’s not. It is in fact important to you. Because Justin is your life and losing him would be like living without air. It would simply be impossible.
“Are Du crying?” Justin startles you. Slowly turning around to face him, Du try to wipe away all the tears at the same time. Du don’t want him to see Du and think you’re a weak, little girl. “N-no?” Du say, but it sounds Mehr like a question. Justin frowns slightly, reaching out towards you. Without a warning, he pulls Du close and wraps his arms around you. Du nuzzle into his chest and let the tears fall freely now. He already knows you’ve been crying, so why hide it?
“I’m sorry for everything I sagte yesterday, [Y/N]. I really am. I didn’t mean anything. The only reason I walked out was because I was afraid I was going to say something stupid and ruin our relationship. Du are the best thing that’s ever happened to me so far, at least-” He’s about to continue when Du cut him off. “So far?” Du ask, raising a brow. Du let out a throaty laugh quickly after, trying to Zeigen that Du are joking. “Yeah. I mean… When we have our first baby together eventually, that will probably be the best thing happening to me. It’s together with Du though, so Du still count as the best thing. Anyway, I’m sorry. It was stupid of me. I Liebe you.” He smiles against your skin before pressing a KISS to your temple. “I’m sorry, too. For everything I did and said. I had no right to do those things. It’s just… I get exhausted sometimes but I still shouldn’t take it out on you, I know that. I promise that I’ll come to Du and talk to Du about it Weiter time.” Du smile and peck his chiseled jaw, “I Liebe you, too, Justin.”