*****I can't believe that I've made almost 30 of these things and I can't believe the response I'm getting from them, so I appreciate everyone that has stuck with these even though I haven't updated them in a very long time, I've begun writing again. Thanks to a lot of encouragement from some new and old friend I've began to get my muse and creativity back so I really hope you enjoy this Imagine, it is kind of jumpy so be warned that it goes from one time period to them next very early. SORRY!*****

Imagine

Your mom hands you a toy to play with instead of ripping the grass out of the dirty, "Here, (Y/N) play with this, it's so much less dirty." She smiles and then takes a photo for memorial purposes; you smack the toy on the blanket and smile approvingly. You were only a mere two years old, barely willing to string an entire sentence together.

Your mom begins to speak to a dark haired lady with a little boy around your age, "(Y/N) this is Pattie and Justin, can you say 'hi' to Justin for me?" She said touching your toes and smiling, you say nothing, she was the one that always taught you not to talk to strangers so why did she want you too now, was it a test to see if you would obey her?

Nevertheless you don't speak, only blinking and smiling at the dirty blonde haired boy. "Well then, with that I think we'll be on our way. Please, take me up on my offer to meet up; we have to catch up on everything." Pattie said grabbing your mom's hands and smiling happily. "It was nice to meet you (Y/N)"Pattie said smiling and waving goodbye to the both of you.

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17 years later, you're still the quiet weird one that would prefer to read over going to a party any day. In a small town like Stratford Ontario all anyone wanted to do was get out, nobody wanted to be associated with this town anymore now that the Justin Bieber boy was famous and acting like a moron.

"(Y/N) come downstairs I have a surprise for you!" Your mom yells from the bottom of the stairs, unlike others you were friends with Justin, you knew the real him and everything that he's gotten into was not the real him.

You toss your favourite book onto your computer desk and slowly make your way downstairs; usually any surprise that came from your mother was a cheap milkshake from your favourite milkshake joint. But this surprise was in fact a special one, "Are you ready?" She asked walking with you to the kitchen, where the familiar body form sat perched on the bar stool holding a cup of coffee.

"Justin?" You whisper, apparently loud enough for him to hear because he looks up. "(Y/N) I missed you, how have you been?" Justin asks smiling at you as you got closer, "worried, about you. How about you? How have you been taking all this publicity?" I ask stopping and crossing my arms, "publicity is publicity, I can't really complain, I deserve it from the way I treated everyone." He looks down again at the mug of coffee and frowns.

"You got more tattoos..." You say nodding to his arms that were almost covered by the ink. "Yeah, I guess it's a type of stress reliever for me," he smirks awkwardly and touched his arm, "Well are you going to stand there and stare or give me a hug?" He asked raising his arms, "Embrace me!" He says dramatically, throwing his head back as he smiled. You walk slowly towards him beginning to lift your arms. "You two are cute as hell." Your mom says smiling and then leaving you and Justin embracing in the middle of the kitchen.

"Can I bring you with me when I tour, it would make me feel so much better." Justin says, hugging tighter. "Sorry Justin, I have college to attend and you have fans to impress," I say smiling into his chest. Despite him not being that tall I was short enough to fit perfectly underneath of him and into his chest.

"How long are you home for?" You ask still not letting him go, "Maybe three days, not long at all. I have to go do my music, impress my fans and make them all happy, I've grow to appreciate everything that they do for me." He says smiling again, "You knew your fans were amazing and you're just admitting it now?" You ask pulling away and looking at him, "No, I'm just realizing how much effort they put in to make me happy and to defend me, I appreciate it." He says, sitting back down on the bar stool.

"Good, but enough about the fans, we have some catching up to do. Shall we go back to the water were we first met 17 years ago?" You question smiling at him, "And milkshakes," "Of course, my treat for my best friend" You say smiling and putting your shoes on.

*A/N I'd like to thank you all again for dealing with my inconsistent posting and I will start to post a lot more. I've began a new story and I have multiple ideas that I cannot wait to turn into an actual story, whether it be a fanfiction or just a random story with random characters. But thank you thank you thank you *