3rd Person Today was the day to mark you and Justin’s 1 year anniversary. It was also the day you were going to announce your pregnancy, today was going to be absolutely perfect, imagine it, just you and Justin tonight, well and your 3 week old baby. You wanted today to be special, so you went out to get yourself some new lingerie, cream complemented your skin perfectly so why not, you thought. After buying some groceries, cooking and putting on your favorite little black dress. You texted Justin. You: Hey baby hurry home I’ve got a surprise x😇 JB 😈😍💏💍: I told u I’m staying at Za’s tonight Did he forget what day it was today? You thought to yourself. Why would he text me that knowing it’s our anniversary though? You took a deep breath and messaged again. You: Do u know what the date is today, Justin? JB😈😍💏💍: Yh, June 14th, why? You looked at the text for a good ten minutes wondering if it actually read that. Now you were mad, you looked at the time that read 11:46 pm, your anniversary was almost over and your so called ‘husband’ didn’t even acknowledge that. You stared at your ring for a while, this was the first time in your relationship you were questioning if marrying Justin was the best decision, why couldn’t the boy just remember dates, you sat there and thought to yourself. Eventually you decided to message him one last time. You: Happy anniversary, Mr. Bieber. Seen: 11:57 You sighed as you slowly got up from the dining table chair, the food you spent so long perfecting had turned cold and the candles you lit were half done. He actually forgot, you thought. You heard the vibrating of your phone and looked in its direction, seeing the caller ID read Justin, you didn’t even bother to pick it up. You threw your phone on your living room couch and blew out the candles. Too tired to start putting the food in container boxes, you just headed upstairs. You started to take off your dress as you heard the front door open. “Babe?” You heard Justin shout from the door. You stayed silent. You stood there in your beautiful cream lingerie, I was going to give him all of this, you thought. You shook your head and laughed a little. “Y/N can you hear me?“ His voice was etching closer and closer until you finally saw him through the mirror. His shoulders slumped and he gave you an apologetic look. “Babe… I’m so sorry… Y/N, baby talk to me.” He said walking closer to you, his hand came to your waist to comfort you, but you were having absolutely none of his sympathy. “Get your hand off me Drew.” You spat coldly. He wasn’t expecting you to sound like you did, neither did you but you had to let him know what he did was unacceptable. “How dare you even say sorry? Like that’s gonna make you me forgive you. On our anniversary, that’s when you and Za plan one of your sleepovers. Are you fucking kidding me JB.” You screamed at him in your underwear. You hardly ever swore or shouted, that was Justin’s job, but right now you were beyond mad. “Babe ca-.” Y/N P.O.V “DO NOT EVEN CALL ME BABE JUSTIN. WE WERE MARRIED FOR LIKE A MINUTE. HOW COULD YOU FORGET? DO YOU FUCKING HAVE DEMENTIA YOU ASSHOLE?” I screamed even louder, angry tears threatened to escape. His eyes were soft and apologetic. “Y/N. I know I messed up, I can’t imagine how you feel right now and I’m sorry. I don’t know what to say because I don’t want to upset you further. Y/N, please look at me.” His voice was pleading and had a hint of optimism. I knew he was sorry, but he couldn’t get let off that easily. He walked closer to me, but this time I let him. His eyes still had that apologetic look lingering. “Can I please hold you?” He asked, searching my eyes for any type of discomfort. “No!” It came out just as cold as ice. “I don’t want to see you he-” “You said you had a surprise for me!” He said hastily interrupting me. He knew what I was going to say, he was too scared to hear it, he was trying to make me forget. “I don’t want you here do you not unders-”. “WHAT WAS THE SUPRISE Y/N!” He shouted at me in a frustrated tone. I was stunned. I looked at him with my eyes wide. “You do not get to be angry in this situation, you forgot our special day, don’t you dare try to be upset with me.” This stress wasn’t good for our baby. My baby. He took a deep breath and walked to me so we were inches apart. His hand grabbed mine and intertwined our fingers. A long sigh escaped his soft plump lips and his lids opened to reveal his brown eyes that were sprinkled with honey. This one action caused me to relax at his touch and take in as much of his scent as I could. “Can you please accept my apology. You need to understand that I’m an asshole at times,” I chuckled lightly, “but baby I’m your asshole, I know this is my fault and its going to take a lot to make it up to my queen, but I promise you this Y/N, I would spend the rest of my life making up to you.” I smiled lightly at his words knowing he meant each and everyone of them. “I accept your apology,” he let out a sigh of relief, “but. Your sleeping on the couch.” I said still standing in my underwear. “Now can you tell me about the surprise?” He asked, obviously curious. “This is not how I wanted to tell you.” I said unlacing my hand from his to fiddle with my wedding ring. “Well, we’re going to have another Bieber on the way.” I said shutting my eyes tightly waiting for his reaction, now I was the one who was vulnerable. I was shocked when I was being carried bridal style across our large bedroom. I can hear Justin’s shouts and crys of happiness and his praises to God, but I was still trying to process it. “Wait, your not mad?” I asked holding his face in my hands, you searched his eyes thus time for dishonesty of disgust, but you found none. Just pure and utter happiness. “Mad? I’m finally getting everything I wanted, mad is not in my vocabulary.” He exclaimed, holding me by my waist, my hand automatically going to his chest. “I love you so much, and our baby, nothing can make me upset.”
“Even the fact that your still sleeping on the couch?” “Why did you ruin the mood?” “Why did you forget our anniversary?” “Ouch, that hurt.” He said, faking his pain. I looked at him intently as he laughed a little. “What?” He asked looking down at me, his arms had found their way around me, pulling me into an embrace. “I love you, JB.” “I love you too, Y/N. And I love you too Justin JR.” “She’s a girl baby c'mon you should know.” “How?” He asked unconvinced. “Well, you are the most feminine man I’ve ever known, including all my gay friends.” “Double ouch babe, wow! I think I got a boo boo. Kiss it for me” I laughed at his childish behavior. “And where might this ‘boo boo’ be young man?” I asked in a fake worried voice. He pouted and pointed to his lips. “Awe, lemme get that for you honey.” I wrapped my arms around his neck as our lips met half way. I melted in to the softness of his lips as my finger tips played with his hair. His tongue grazed my bottom lip asking for access but I denied him entry - growing frustrated his hand came down to give my bottom a hard squeeze, a gasp escaped from my lips as his tongue skillfully slid it’s way into my mouth, not that I was complaining though. End.
