Jacob whitesides imagines

I only want you

I sat in my room, scrolling through Twitter. When I heard the familiar sound of a phone vibrating. I stood up, confused. I was holding my phone, so I knew it wasn't me. I looked around my room to find my boyfriend, Jacob's phone sitting on my computer desk. I couldn't help but notice that he had a text from someone who's contact name was "babe". My heart dropped. The message read "hey baby". I picked up the phone and put shoes on before walking out the door and to my car.
"Jacob what the fuck" I said walking into his house without even knocking. (I know, I'm a bad bitch 😂😂)
He ran out from the back of the house with a confused look on his face.
"Babe, calm down" he said, realizing how red my face was.
My stomach began to hurt as soon as I heard "babe"
"Don't you dare tell me to fucking calm down. I don't even know what to say to you right now. I can't believe you would do this to me. I just want there to be another explanation, but the more I think about it, the more it makes sense. You don't care, you never did. And the fucking sick thing is, you made me believe you did. You really made me think you loved me. I guess it's not the first time I was wrong about you" I rambled on.
"What are you talking about?!" Jacob asked, more confused than before.
"Who the fuck is 'babe'" I asked, letting a tear stream down my face.
"What?" He asked.
"I said, 'who is 'babe'" I repeated myself.
"You?" His words came out as more of a question.
I showed him the text.
"You left your phone at my house" I explained, "who is that?"
He sighed and sat down on the couch.
"Who?" I asked, my voice cracking.
He didn't even get the chance to answer before I broke down completely.
"I- I'm sorry" he hesitated.
"Sorry you got caught? Or sorry you did it?" I asked him, still angry.
"I-" he started and then shut up.
He was avoiding eye contact by staring down at his shoes.
"That's exactly what I thought. I can't fucking believe you. You know how much hate I have to go through just for loving you? You know how much strength I need to stay with you? Up until now, I thought it was worth it. I thought having you would be worth it all. I guess I was wrong." A wave of emotion filled my body and tears streamed uncontrollably down my face as I threw his phone at him and walked out. I trusted him. I loved him. I can't believe it. It's all my fault. If I could've been a better girlfriend, if I could've made him happier, I wouldn't have lost him. I can't believe it's taken me this long to notice. He's been so unavailable lately. He's been avoiding my texts and calls. Today was the first time I've seen him in a month. I got into my car and put the keys in the ignition but didn't start it. I threw my head back and let tears fall, I didn't even bother to wipe them. What was the point? It felt like I had nothing left. It felt like I threw my whole life away just by leaving him. My phone rang and I ignored it. It continued ringing for about two minutes and then stopped, then started again. I picked up my phone and the screen read "My baby 💖"
"I need to change that" I thought to myself and denied the call. I turned the key and took a deep breath then turned off my phone. I started driving. Where? No idea. But that didn't matter to me right now. I couldn't believe it. It all just felt as if I were going to wake up in my bed and find that it was all a dream, but it wasn't. I went back to my house and climbed it my bed. I fell asleep in the comfort of my warm bed.
When I woke up the next morning, I didn't feel like getting out of bed, so I didn't. I just laid there, until I heard knocking on my front door. I sighed and rolled out of bed. I was an absolute mess, my hair was all over the place and my eye makeup was smeared from my eyes to my entire face. I walked to my door and looked through the peep hole.
"What do you want, Jacob?" I asked, annoyed.
"Let me in, please" he sounded like he had been crying.
I felt awful, so I opened the door. His eyes were puffy and he looked like he'd been crying for hours.
"It was Alyssa" he admitted.
"Figures" I whispered.
"(Y/N), I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you" he said reaching for my hand.
I yanked it away.
"I love you. More than anything. Believe it or not, I fucking care about you. Nothing could change that" tears rolled down his cheeks. "You mean so much to me. I messed up, bad. It's my fault you're hurt, and that makes me feel awful"
I fell apart. Seeing him hurt, hurt me. I still loved him, despite how mad I was that he hurt me. I'll always love him. I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.
"I forgive you" I cried. "Because I love you too. No matter how much you hurt me"
He hugged me tightly, it actually hurt a little.
"I promise, I only want you babygirl" he whispered.