Justin Bieber Imagines

Forced Marriage Part 5! *rewritten*

"We're having a baby!" he squealed, then he wrapped both his arms around me and hugged me tightly. "Really?" I asked, still not completely believing him. "Really! WE'RE HAVING A BABY!" he yelled while picking me up and twirling me around. I was thrilled, but then reality hit... Justin and I had only known each other for a few months, we had also only been liking each other for less than one of them. "Do you think we're ready to have a baby?" I mumbled while holding onto Justin tightly. I would never get an abortion, but I also could not imagine doing this on my own, so I hoped Justin would be willing to be by my side through it all. "I've always wanted a big family! Sure, I never imagined it to happen this soon, but everything happens for a reason, right?" he asked with a smile while giving me a gentle squeeze. "I'm sure it does," I replied, then I placed a peck on his lips.

*4 months later*

It has been four months since we got back from our honeymoon and found out we were having a baby. I had been to a few ultrasound appointments in the last four months, and my doctor had told me that I got pregnant a few days into the honeymoon, which means we made a baby the first time we ever had sex; talk about super fertility! Justin has changed a lot in the past few months; in the start, he still wanted to go out with his friends and enjoy his youth, but now he wants to stay at home with me, and he wants to make sure I am fine, and nothing is wrong. I have come to the conclusion that it is because I am starting to get a baby bump, and he has now realized that a tiny human being, our tiny human being, is growing inside my belly. Justin was not the only one scared of the fact that we were having a baby; I was terrified myself! I was scared of doing the wrong things, but the doctor told me that I was doing things perfectly; I did my best to exercise to the best of my abilities, I ate healthily, but I also remembered that I was pregnant and eating for two. Besides, when we announced to our parents that we were having a baby, mother and father immediately wanted to announce it to the entire world, but with a little convincing we got them to wait until I was 12 weeks along and knew nothing was wrong. The fact that everyone now knew that we were pregnant had given us a lot more publicity and at first, it was fine, but now we could not go anywhere without being followed by a bunch of people. I wanted to keep the pregnancy a secret for as long as possible, but my mother had explained to me that when you are a public person, you will not be able to hide such things for very long, so the best thing we could do was announce it ourselves.

Today Justin and I were going to an ultrasound, and since I was already four months pregnant, we were now able to get to know the gender of our baby. Since day one, Justin has been convinced that we are having a baby boy, but I am leaning more towards a baby girl. Usually, when I woke up Justin would be by my side, but in the past few weeks, he had been spending more and more time in the studio trying to finish an album he had been working on before us getting to know each other. With the publicity we got with the baby, the interest in Justin grew much wider, and now people were requesting an album. I yawned and stretched and then I got out of bed to go take a shower and get ready for the appointment. After my shower I got dressed in a pair of jeans and a top that was easy to pull up, I also did my hair and my makeup. After getting ready, I walked downstairs and searched for Justin, but he was nowhere to be found, though I had told him that I wanted him to be at home this morning to make sure he would be present at the ultrasound; Justin had a habit of forgetting time whenever he was in the studio. I made my way out to the kitchen to make myself some breakfast and that's when I saw a note hanging on the fridge 'Hey baby, the producer needed me at the studio, but I promise I'll be home before the ultrasound! Love you' the note said. I sighed and threw the note in the trash, then I started making some breakfast. I was starving, and ever since I got pregnant, I had been craving these weird combinations of food. Lately, I had been craving these weird things, like pickles and whipped cream, or fries dipped in a milkshake! After breakfast it was almost time to leave, so I went back upstairs to finish getting ready, then I grabbed my things and went back downstairs to wait for Justin to come pick me up since he promised me he would be back before we had to leave. After 10 minutes of waiting, I had to realize that he would not be back in time to pick me up, so I grabbed my car keys and drove myself to the appointment.