bạn sit beside Justin on the couch, laptop on your lap while bạn scroll through your timeline on Twitter. Not finding anything interesting, bạn switch over to going through your mentions. A smile finds its way to your lips as bạn read through the tweets at the top, all of them flattering compliments. Your smile instantly turns into a frown however when bạn continue to read and find aq lot of rather hateful messages.
“@y/t/n is so ugly… I don’t understand why Justin is with her”
“@y/t/n ever thought about trying a diet? I don’t think it’d hurt. Lol”
“@y/t/n just kill yourself already! Nobody wants bạn here and Justin doesn’t tình yêu you”
bạn whimper softly, the familiar urge coming back. Closing your computer, bạn place it on the coffee bàn in front of you. bạn stand up from the đi văng slowly and stretch your limbs - pretending to be tired. Of course, since the clock had only just reached 8pm, Justin looked at bạn questioningly when bạn announced that your were going to bed.
“Are bạn okay, babe? bạn know it’s only eight, right?” He asks bạn skeptically and he adds a chuckle at the end, trying to conceal his concern for you.
“I’m okay, Justin. Just tired.” bạn answer quickly. Leaning down, bạn press your lips to his cheek, “Night.”
“Night…?” He trails off and his sentence is turned into a câu hỏi because bởi then bạn have already disappeared up the stairs.
———————-
A couple of weeks later, bạn and Justin are eating bữa tối, bữa ăn tối at trang chủ with Pattie, Scooter, Carin and Ryan and his girlfriend - who had become one of your best friends. Everyone are just enjoying themselves when Justin places the delicious looking thực phẩm at the table. Scooter lets out a holler, complimenting on how good it looked.
bạn cringe as the wonderful taste enters nostrils, but bạn still wait patiently for your turn. bạn only place a small portion of thực phẩm on your plate though and you’re grateful that Justin is too engrossed in a conversation with Ryan too notice.
Throughout dinner, bạn keep quiet and continuously poke your thực phẩm with the fork. bạn don’t talk much either, only from time to time when Carin desperately tries to add bạn into the conversation.
“Are bạn okay, honey?” Pattie asks suddenly when she notices your absent mind.
bạn bite your lip, placing the fork back down tiếp theo to your plate. Looking up to meet Pattie’s concerned eyes, bạn give her a small smile. “Yeah. I’m just not feeling too good. I think I’m gonna go lay down for a bit. I’m sorry.”
“Oh, hon, don’t apologize. We only want bạn to be okay. Go take a nap, sweetheart. I’ll make sure Justin checks up on bạn later.” Pattie gives bạn a reassuring smile, but bạn know her well and can easily see the worry deep within her eyes. bạn nod, send an apologizing look to Ryan’s girlfriend before heading upstairs.
Meanwhile downstairs, all of the girls are looking at Justin hopelessly when bạn disappear out of sight and they are sure bạn can’t hear.
“Justin, something is up with [Y/N] and I don’t like it. She barely ate any of her food!” Carin exclaims and Justin nods.
“I know.” Justin states, his voice cracking at the last word. Before he can say anything else, Pattie is out of her chair and beside her son. She pulls him into her arms and Justin nuzzles his face into her neck, willing himself not to cry.
“I…” Justin trails of, pulling away from Pattie. “She has barely eaten for the past week. Last couple of weeks, actually. I’m so worried that she’s gonna faint anytime when I’m not there. What if she faints in the shower, mom? What would I do then?”
“Have bạn tried talking to her about it, hon?”
“Yes! I’ve tried asking her about it, almost pressuring her into eat but she’ll either say that be isn’t hungry hoặc like she did now, saying she’s not hungry. I… I think she’s starving herself, mom, and I don’t know what to do.”
Justin looks so scared and Mất tích that Pattie’s tim, trái tim aches for her son. She wishes she can just take the pain away from him, but she also knows that this is something Justin and [Y/N] has to fix themselves.
“Go talk to her now, bro. We’ll leave bạn guys alone. Thanks for bữa tối, bữa ăn tối though.” Ryan speaks up for the first time. He stands from his chair and pulls his best friend into a hug. “Talk to her, find out what’s wrong and help her fix it. We need our girl back soon, JB. The happy, careless one.”
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“[Y/N]? Babe?”
bạn hear Justin call out quietly and your tim, trái tim begins to race unbelievably fast, pumping the blood around in your veins. bạn only watch as the blood streams faster from the cuts on your wrist, not moving a muscle.
Vaguely, bạn can hear Justin call out your name again, but you’re caught up in your own world to think anything about it. bạn continue to watch as the blood trickles down your forearm, dripping down and then staining your skinny jeans. Glancing around the bathroom bạn notice your high heels and suddenly bạn remember the guest bạn had invited for dinner.
That’s when bạn break. bạn break into tears, your crying increasing every một giây until you’re full on sobbing. Forgetting about your cuts, bạn bring your knees up to your chest. Hugging them, bạn continue to sob uncontrollably and bạn even have to gasp for air from time to time.
“Babe, is that you? [Y/N]? [Y/N]!” Justin’s voice is frantic now and before bạn can respond hoặc even comprehend it, Justin has opened the bathroom door.
bạn don’t look at him. bạn don’t want to. bạn just can’t. Justin doesn’t tình yêu you. He thinks you’re ugly and so does everyone else. bạn deserve this. So bạn continue to sob into your knees, pretending your boyfriend isn’t there.
“Oh… My god. Babe!”
Justin is bởi your side like lightening and pulls bạn into his arms. He gently pries your hands away from your knees bởi grabbing your wrists and if it hadn’t been for the cuts - bạn wouldn’t have cared. bạn wince and a whimper escapes your mouth which causes Justin to freeze his actions. He looks down slowly, as if he was afraid of the sight that would meet him. He takes a sharp breath, his hand shaking slightly as he inspects your arm.
“Fuck…” Justin mutters and bạn can easily hear that it’s strained. He looks up again and his glazed eyes meet your puffy ones. “Why?” He croaks.
“Because I’m not good enough, Justin! I’ll never be good enough. I-I’m… I’m not good enough.” bạn whisper the last word, still trying to catch bạn breath as the salty tears continue to stream down your face.
“Of course you’re good enough! bạn always have been and bạn always will be. Who in the world told bạn that bạn weren’t?” Justin asks bewildered, anger blazing in his eyes.
“Your fans…”
“W-what?” Justin stammers, trying to understand what bạn just told him.
“Your fans, Justin. They tweet me all the time saying how ugly I am, that I don’t deserve you, that I’m better off dead. It hurts, Justin. It hurts so much…” bạn whimper, hiding your head in the crook of Justin’s neck.
“Shh, baby, I know. I know. Is it… Is that why bạn haven’t been eating lately? Did any of them call bạn fat?” Justin asks cautiously seeing as he doesn’t want to make bạn feel worse. bạn bare nod, but it’s there.
“[Y/N]…” And he’s crying too. bạn feel his tears on your exposed neck, but bạn don’t care. All bạn want is yo sit there in Justin’s arms as long as possible. “I was so worried about you! I thought there was something seriously wrong. bạn were almost avoiding me and it hurts knowing that bạn don’t want to talk to me about it. I was so scared you’d faint as soon as my eyes left you. You’re so thin, so fragile… I don’t like this new you. I want the old [Y/N] back - the one I fell in tình yêu with. Can bạn do that?”
“I-I can’t, Justin. It hurts too much. I… I need to take the pain away. I deserve to be in pain!” bạn whimper, the pain from your cuts now beginning to appear.
“No!” Justin exclaims immediately and bạn flinch, hearing the tone of his voice.
“I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to scare you. I just… I hate seeing bạn in so much pain, [Y/N]. It physically hurts me to know that you’ve been hurting yourself. We’re gonna get through this, okay? I’ll talk to my fans, I’ll have a press conference, hell, I’ll even xóa your twitter if I have to.” He laughs sadly, gripping each of your arms to pull bạn away so he can look at you.
“Everything’s gonna be alright. I’ll help bạn through this. I will be here every step of the way. I won’t leave, ever.”
“Promise?” bạn sniff, looking at him. “I promise.”
“And bạn are beautiful, okay? So damn beautiful. bạn are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen and bạn always will be. I don’t want bạn to change. I tình yêu bạn for you, [Y/N]. Forget those jealous bitches, they’ve got nothing on you. You’ll always be my yêu thích girl.”
“You are so corny!” bạn giggle quietly as Justin pulls bạn close to him again. bạn feel his chest shake as he laughs half-heartedly.
“Yes, but bạn tình yêu me!” Justin teases, stroking your hair softly.
“Mm, that’s true.” bạn whisper as bạn doze of. Tired of crying, tired of feeling useless, tired of starvation. So bạn lay in Justin’s arms, listening to his calming heartbeat, while falling asleep. bạn smile softly, knowing that Justin would always tình yêu you, no matter what.
I just wanted to say that if any of you, anyone, have these kind of problems - I’m here. My ask box is always open and I’m here to talk if bạn want me to be. And bạn are beautiful. bạn are so damn beautiful, all of you. I tình yêu bạn so much! x
“@y/t/n is so ugly… I don’t understand why Justin is with her”
“@y/t/n ever thought about trying a diet? I don’t think it’d hurt. Lol”
“@y/t/n just kill yourself already! Nobody wants bạn here and Justin doesn’t tình yêu you”
bạn whimper softly, the familiar urge coming back. Closing your computer, bạn place it on the coffee bàn in front of you. bạn stand up from the đi văng slowly and stretch your limbs - pretending to be tired. Of course, since the clock had only just reached 8pm, Justin looked at bạn questioningly when bạn announced that your were going to bed.
“Are bạn okay, babe? bạn know it’s only eight, right?” He asks bạn skeptically and he adds a chuckle at the end, trying to conceal his concern for you.
“I’m okay, Justin. Just tired.” bạn answer quickly. Leaning down, bạn press your lips to his cheek, “Night.”
“Night…?” He trails off and his sentence is turned into a câu hỏi because bởi then bạn have already disappeared up the stairs.
———————-
A couple of weeks later, bạn and Justin are eating bữa tối, bữa ăn tối at trang chủ with Pattie, Scooter, Carin and Ryan and his girlfriend - who had become one of your best friends. Everyone are just enjoying themselves when Justin places the delicious looking thực phẩm at the table. Scooter lets out a holler, complimenting on how good it looked.
bạn cringe as the wonderful taste enters nostrils, but bạn still wait patiently for your turn. bạn only place a small portion of thực phẩm on your plate though and you’re grateful that Justin is too engrossed in a conversation with Ryan too notice.
Throughout dinner, bạn keep quiet and continuously poke your thực phẩm with the fork. bạn don’t talk much either, only from time to time when Carin desperately tries to add bạn into the conversation.
“Are bạn okay, honey?” Pattie asks suddenly when she notices your absent mind.
bạn bite your lip, placing the fork back down tiếp theo to your plate. Looking up to meet Pattie’s concerned eyes, bạn give her a small smile. “Yeah. I’m just not feeling too good. I think I’m gonna go lay down for a bit. I’m sorry.”
“Oh, hon, don’t apologize. We only want bạn to be okay. Go take a nap, sweetheart. I’ll make sure Justin checks up on bạn later.” Pattie gives bạn a reassuring smile, but bạn know her well and can easily see the worry deep within her eyes. bạn nod, send an apologizing look to Ryan’s girlfriend before heading upstairs.
Meanwhile downstairs, all of the girls are looking at Justin hopelessly when bạn disappear out of sight and they are sure bạn can’t hear.
“Justin, something is up with [Y/N] and I don’t like it. She barely ate any of her food!” Carin exclaims and Justin nods.
“I know.” Justin states, his voice cracking at the last word. Before he can say anything else, Pattie is out of her chair and beside her son. She pulls him into her arms and Justin nuzzles his face into her neck, willing himself not to cry.
“I…” Justin trails of, pulling away from Pattie. “She has barely eaten for the past week. Last couple of weeks, actually. I’m so worried that she’s gonna faint anytime when I’m not there. What if she faints in the shower, mom? What would I do then?”
“Have bạn tried talking to her about it, hon?”
“Yes! I’ve tried asking her about it, almost pressuring her into eat but she’ll either say that be isn’t hungry hoặc like she did now, saying she’s not hungry. I… I think she’s starving herself, mom, and I don’t know what to do.”
Justin looks so scared and Mất tích that Pattie’s tim, trái tim aches for her son. She wishes she can just take the pain away from him, but she also knows that this is something Justin and [Y/N] has to fix themselves.
“Go talk to her now, bro. We’ll leave bạn guys alone. Thanks for bữa tối, bữa ăn tối though.” Ryan speaks up for the first time. He stands from his chair and pulls his best friend into a hug. “Talk to her, find out what’s wrong and help her fix it. We need our girl back soon, JB. The happy, careless one.”
————-
“[Y/N]? Babe?”
bạn hear Justin call out quietly and your tim, trái tim begins to race unbelievably fast, pumping the blood around in your veins. bạn only watch as the blood streams faster from the cuts on your wrist, not moving a muscle.
Vaguely, bạn can hear Justin call out your name again, but you’re caught up in your own world to think anything about it. bạn continue to watch as the blood trickles down your forearm, dripping down and then staining your skinny jeans. Glancing around the bathroom bạn notice your high heels and suddenly bạn remember the guest bạn had invited for dinner.
That’s when bạn break. bạn break into tears, your crying increasing every một giây until you’re full on sobbing. Forgetting about your cuts, bạn bring your knees up to your chest. Hugging them, bạn continue to sob uncontrollably and bạn even have to gasp for air from time to time.
“Babe, is that you? [Y/N]? [Y/N]!” Justin’s voice is frantic now and before bạn can respond hoặc even comprehend it, Justin has opened the bathroom door.
bạn don’t look at him. bạn don’t want to. bạn just can’t. Justin doesn’t tình yêu you. He thinks you’re ugly and so does everyone else. bạn deserve this. So bạn continue to sob into your knees, pretending your boyfriend isn’t there.
“Oh… My god. Babe!”
Justin is bởi your side like lightening and pulls bạn into his arms. He gently pries your hands away from your knees bởi grabbing your wrists and if it hadn’t been for the cuts - bạn wouldn’t have cared. bạn wince and a whimper escapes your mouth which causes Justin to freeze his actions. He looks down slowly, as if he was afraid of the sight that would meet him. He takes a sharp breath, his hand shaking slightly as he inspects your arm.
“Fuck…” Justin mutters and bạn can easily hear that it’s strained. He looks up again and his glazed eyes meet your puffy ones. “Why?” He croaks.
“Because I’m not good enough, Justin! I’ll never be good enough. I-I’m… I’m not good enough.” bạn whisper the last word, still trying to catch bạn breath as the salty tears continue to stream down your face.
“Of course you’re good enough! bạn always have been and bạn always will be. Who in the world told bạn that bạn weren’t?” Justin asks bewildered, anger blazing in his eyes.
“Your fans…”
“W-what?” Justin stammers, trying to understand what bạn just told him.
“Your fans, Justin. They tweet me all the time saying how ugly I am, that I don’t deserve you, that I’m better off dead. It hurts, Justin. It hurts so much…” bạn whimper, hiding your head in the crook of Justin’s neck.
“Shh, baby, I know. I know. Is it… Is that why bạn haven’t been eating lately? Did any of them call bạn fat?” Justin asks cautiously seeing as he doesn’t want to make bạn feel worse. bạn bare nod, but it’s there.
“[Y/N]…” And he’s crying too. bạn feel his tears on your exposed neck, but bạn don’t care. All bạn want is yo sit there in Justin’s arms as long as possible. “I was so worried about you! I thought there was something seriously wrong. bạn were almost avoiding me and it hurts knowing that bạn don’t want to talk to me about it. I was so scared you’d faint as soon as my eyes left you. You’re so thin, so fragile… I don’t like this new you. I want the old [Y/N] back - the one I fell in tình yêu with. Can bạn do that?”
“I-I can’t, Justin. It hurts too much. I… I need to take the pain away. I deserve to be in pain!” bạn whimper, the pain from your cuts now beginning to appear.
“No!” Justin exclaims immediately and bạn flinch, hearing the tone of his voice.
“I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to scare you. I just… I hate seeing bạn in so much pain, [Y/N]. It physically hurts me to know that you’ve been hurting yourself. We’re gonna get through this, okay? I’ll talk to my fans, I’ll have a press conference, hell, I’ll even xóa your twitter if I have to.” He laughs sadly, gripping each of your arms to pull bạn away so he can look at you.
“Everything’s gonna be alright. I’ll help bạn through this. I will be here every step of the way. I won’t leave, ever.”
“Promise?” bạn sniff, looking at him. “I promise.”
“And bạn are beautiful, okay? So damn beautiful. bạn are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen and bạn always will be. I don’t want bạn to change. I tình yêu bạn for you, [Y/N]. Forget those jealous bitches, they’ve got nothing on you. You’ll always be my yêu thích girl.”
“You are so corny!” bạn giggle quietly as Justin pulls bạn close to him again. bạn feel his chest shake as he laughs half-heartedly.
“Yes, but bạn tình yêu me!” Justin teases, stroking your hair softly.
“Mm, that’s true.” bạn whisper as bạn doze of. Tired of crying, tired of feeling useless, tired of starvation. So bạn lay in Justin’s arms, listening to his calming heartbeat, while falling asleep. bạn smile softly, knowing that Justin would always tình yêu you, no matter what.
I just wanted to say that if any of you, anyone, have these kind of problems - I’m here. My ask box is always open and I’m here to talk if bạn want me to be. And bạn are beautiful. bạn are so damn beautiful, all of you. I tình yêu bạn so much! x
