Justin Bieber Imagines

You Faint at Your Own Concert

A/N y'all remember when Justin fainted after his performance right? well this is all about about you: THIS IS A CUTE ONE BY THE WAY!!!

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"After your concert, we can get some ice cream!" Justin said as he jumped up and down like a child.

"Of course, baby, we'll get some ice cream," I chuckled, kissing his cheek, as he settled down and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I can't wait to see you perform, babe. You've been working so hard on everything, I'm so proud of you," He whispered, as he pecked my jawline, my cheek and my lips.

"Thank you, Justin," I said, relieved that the person that inspires me the most, thinks I've been doing a really good job.

"Go fuck it up, baby," he said, as he slapped my ass on the way out causing me to release a laugh.

***CONCERT TIME***
(A/N pretend you're the one who wrote Side to Side by Ariana Grande)

"I've been here all night, I've been here all day, and boy, got me walkin' side to side," I sang, as I waved my arms in the air, taking in the screams and sing alongs of the fans. It's so breath taking to see how many people are there just to see me, and how many people actually listen to my music and know all the words.

I walked towards backstage to do a wardrobe change and I was feeling super tired. I went to grab a hold of the railing that I thought was in front of me, but to have my head meet the glass at a high speed. I held the impacted area in pain. It felt as if my brain shifted and came back to its original spot.

"Oh god," I sighed, rubbing my temples. "I hope nobody saw that." I whispered. I caught my balance and walked towards backstage as everyone ran to get their outfits changed.

"Baby! You looked so good!" Justin said, as he quickly gave me a hug, I tried to look less in pain so he wouldn't get worried so I gave him a little smile and pecked his cheek.

"Thank you, babe, I hope I do well for the last song," I said. I took a deep breath, and quickly changed my outfit and got back out there.

Just 10 more seconds... You can do this, Y/N.

I thought to myself as I kept dancing for the longest 3 minutes of my life. As I was dancing, I kept feeling my forehead throbbing as I felt the lump that was left on my forehead.

The show ended and I said good night to my fans and headed off stage. The lights were dim so I knew Justin wouldn't notice the giant ball on my forehead that I stupidly caused.

"Come on, we have to avoid the paps and the fans outside," Justin said as he quickly grabbed onto my hand. We suddenly got to the staircase that led to the back entrance so it was easier to avoid people.

I felt my vision start to blur, and I held my head in pain. I couldn't keep walking straight.

"Justin," I whispered, barely audible. Justin didn't hear me, instead he kept walking down the steps.

"Justin..." I repeated. He looked over at me and before he could even ask what was wrong, I fell to the floor.

"Baby?! Baby!? Somebody get help, please!" I could hear Justin yelling. I felt his hands shake me roughly but I didn't have enough energy to open my eyes or to even speak. "Fuck, baby, please open your eyes. Why isn't anybody getting help?!" I felt Justin pick me up bridal style and walk out of the building.

I was still aware of my surroundings but I just couldn't open my eyes. I was so out of breath that I finally fell into a deep slumber, in which I knew I just completely passed out.

*A COUPLE HOURS LATER*

I woke up to Justin holding my hand next to me, but he was sleeping at the edge of the bed on a chair. I moved so I could rub my eyes, which caused Justin to wake up.

"Thank God," He sighed. "Baby, you're okay, what happened?"

I suddenly felt stupid as I was about to explain what had happened to him.

"I..." I began, and let out a chuckle. "I hit my head off of a glass door,"

Justin sat there, trying to hold in a smile.

"How'd you do that?" He asked.

"There was a railing there. I just wanted to take a second to relax a little bit because I was so tired, but the railing was actually behind the glass door so I fell kind of forward and hit my head off the glass," I explained. Justin chuckled accidentally and covered his mouth.

"This is why we belong together," He smiled. I rolled my eyes playfully and smiled.

"I know, we both seem to hit our heads off of stupid shit all the time," I said. Justin laughed and nodded.

"Do you need anything? Food? Cuddles? Kisses?" he asked.

"All of the above," I smiled. He came closer and pecked my lips. He looked at me for just a couple of seconds before crashing his lips onto mine again, and asking for entrance. I quickly push him off and furrow my eyebrows. "Baby, we're at the hospital!" I laughed.

"Baby, we can add it to the list of where we haven't done it," he winked. I chuckled and covered my face.

"We're not doing this in a hospital, Justin," I said.

"Baby, please!" He begged.

"Justin! I just had a concussion!" I exclaimed.

"I know... I know..." He said as he backed away and pecked the top of my hand. "You should rest, baby girl, we should head home later on, and we can cuddle all night and all day tomorrow," he gave me a cute smile and got up to get food.