Can you do a jealous Justin imagine, were they're at like a party and Montgomery flirts with the reader and Justin gets angry? Love your blog btw❤❤❤
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900 words, Justin Foley/fem!reader
“Justin, you know I don’t like parties especially if it’s one of Bryce’s.”
“Babe, just stick by me, you don’t even have to talk to my friends if you don’t wanna. Just relax, get drunk and have a good time.” he reassured you with a kiss on the forehead. You both got out of his car and made your way through the house, Justin getting welcomed by nearly everyone. You waved at a few people but otherwise kept your head down and your hand in Justin’s.
Once you got to the patio he left you by the pool to go and get you drinks. You’d begged him to stay, or to let you go with him, but he just brushed you off and said to enjoy yourself.
Knowing he’d get caught up in some partying, you calmly sat down on a lounge chair, gazing up at the clear skies that were dotted with stars, managing to block out the noises of the party - and the noise of Montgomery taking the chair next to you, beer in hand.
“What’s up, y/n?” he exclaimed, bringing you out of your thoughts.
Oh Jesus here we go.
“Not much, Monty, just waiting for Justin,” snapping at him dismissively, you really didn’t want to be caught up in Montgomery’s advances.
“You look really hot tonight, you know that? I mean you look hot all the time but-”
“Is ‘hot’ the only word you could find to describe me?” You laughed in your head at how he fumbled for a save, glad you’d stumped him.
“No, not at all, there’s so many words to describe you beautiful you are… and my god, you’d look even more beautiful in between my legs…” there was no witty comeback to this, Monty towering over you, leaning down to trap you in the chair with his arms either side of you.
“Monty please get off of me - MONTY!” you cried out when he leaned down to try and kiss you. At the sound of you yelling, Justin dropped the drinks and came running.
“What the fuck is going on? What the fuck did you do to my girl?”
“Listen Justin, I was just talking to her and she totally freaked out, I mean-” Rage clouded over Justin’s face as he grabbed Monty by the shoulders and backed him up against the house.
“Bullshit, Montgomery. My girl wouldn’t do that if you weren’t being a dick - so what’d you do, huh?”
“Justin, please don’t hurt him, he just started hitting on me that’s all.” People were staring, and you didn’t want Justin to make a scene (no matter how much you wanted Monty punched in the face).
“It’s alright, baby, I won’t hurt him,” he loosened his grip on Monty, allowing him to slide out from between your boyfriend and the brick wall. Justin’s eyes followed him as he sauntered back into the house, nearly loosing his shit when Monty stole a glance back at you. “The hell are you people staring at?”
“Justin, please, let’s just go get drinks, huh. Calm you down?” he ran a hand down his face which was still laden with anger. You took him by the forearms and gave him a look which let him know that all was well, but it wasn’t. You wanted to let Justin get angry and Monty but you didn’t want a scene, Or to be the people that started a fight at one of the biggest parties of the year.
“Fine, whatever, lets go inside. You can come with me this time.” he smoothed his hand down your back before snaking his arm around your shoulders, which were even more hunched now you had to go inside and face more people that were just like Monty.
“All he did was try and kiss you, you bitch!” shouted someone that was sitting on a love seat, Monty on the floor below it, glaring at you and Justin.
Justin ripped his arm away from you and marched over to where Monty sat, smugly, on the floor. In one motion your (way too angry for words) boyfriend hauled him up from the fluffy white carpet and slammed him into the wall, causing a picture to slide down and smash.
“Justin! What the hell, dude, careful with my shit!” Bryce called from the French doors, he’d obviously heard the commotion.
“Not until I’m done with this scumbag.” he growled, pulling his arm back and smacking it, right into Monty’s nose. He let go and caused the bleeding boy to slide down the wall, completely dazed.
“You stay the fuck away from my girl, and anyone else’s… you hear me?” Justin turned and walked back to you, hugging you tightly as you held back laughter at the reality that your boyfriend had just nearly knocked someone out for you.
Back in the car, as you both decided it was better to steer clear of that scene for a while, Justin kissed you tenderly and enveloped you into his arms. It was a little uncomfortable to lean over from the passenger side, but worth it to feel his comforting touch.
“Sorry my friends are assholes, babe.”
“It’s fine, so long as you never get that way.”
“I promise, I’m no hypocrite.” He pulled away from the hug and leaned his forehead against yours, before you pulled each other into the back seat…