James Maslow Imagines (Clean Version)

In Pain

You and James had been in a serious relationship for about a year. Your best friend though was Logan. He’s always been their for you when you needed him. You loved all the guys equally though. You and Logan had known each other when you were littler. You guys lived in the same town in Texas. When you moved out to LA you knew that Logan was here, but you didn’t want to track him down, you wanted him to find you. Surely he did. About a week after living there he seen you out with a few coworkers. You and him went out a few times, just as friends. He introduced you to his friends and you just knew that James was the one when you first met him. He was such a gentlemen and you loved that about James. Now being in a relationship with James for almost a year was hard for you at times.

"Hey babe." James said as he opened the front door to your apartment as you were on your iPad on twitter just looking through tweets and such.

"Hey." you said as you  turned off the iPad and turned the tv to the game.

You and him watched the games together because you loved sports and so does he.  He brought over the pizza and beer. You provided the big screen.

You and him sat in a content silence watching the Texas vs. Pittsburgh game. You grabbed you iPad and started going though your tweets again as James kinda looked over as you started absentmindedly snapping the rubber band on your wrist. 

"What’s wrong babe?" he asked looking at you muting the tv since it was on commercial 

"Nothing, why?" you asked as you stopped snapping the rubber band looking at him

"You just seem off." he said as you laid your head in James’s lap as he ran his fingers though your hair.

The time came to where he left and you didn’t want to say goodbye, but you had to. You cleaned up the house and went to bed. Before that you just went back onto twitter looking at all the negative tweets you recieved

You’re fat bitch.

You should die.

Your ugly. I don’t see what James sees in you.

You don’t deserve @jamesmaslow!

You walked into your bathroom to prepare yourself to take a shower. You grabbed a razor blade and you started having that internal argument over whether you do it or not. You finally stopped. Got in the bathtub and made the cuts. You watched the blood gush out and you suddenly had nothing to worry about. You were so calm.

You woke up the next morning, your eyes had hurt from crying yourself to sleep the night before. You got ready for work. Luckily you could wear sleeves, so you did.

Good morning beautiful. Wanna come over to eat later?

James said as you received it after work.

Yeah. I don’t want to eat, but yeah I’ll come over at 5?

 Logan called you about a minute later.

"What’s going on?"

"Nothing Logan."

"That’s a lie. Now I’m going to ask again. What’s going on?"

"Nothing."

"I’m coming over to your place now." he said knowing you were on your way home.

"Ok."

You went home and changed into a t-shirt and smoked a cigarette. You only done that to try to calm your nerves. You only smoked when you were stressed or hurting and these were one of those times.

"I’m here." Logan said as he walked in to see you standing out on the balcony smoking.

He walked up to you. Took the cigarette and flicked it off the balcony.

"Da fuck was that?" you asked him.

"It’s happening again isn’t it?"

"As in being depressed, yes." you sad as you started to cry. You then fell on the balcony and kept crying. Logan carried you to the living room and put you down on the couch looking at your cuts.

"Jesus Christ how recent are these? Last night?"

You nodding yes he started tracing them. He knew that calmed you down. He knew how your head worked. Always had, and always will.

"Do you want me to tell James?"

You nodded yes again. Logan grabbed his phone and called James.

"Hey dude, you busy?… Come over to (yn)’s house… Just get over here… See you in a few." he said as he hung up and got on your iPad to see the mentions you had received on twitter.

"That’s what drove you to this wasn’t it?"

You once again nod yes. You can’t talk because you just can’t stop crying. At that time James comes in and looks at you.

"What’s going on?"

"Well. Sit down." Logan said nodding at the chair closest to you.

"(yn) has hit a low point right now."

"What’s happening." he said as you had your hands covering your face.

"Girls on twitter." Logan handed James your iPad as he scoffed at the tweets.

"Are you fucking kidding me right now?" he said scrolling down them. "But you’re none of these things to me." he said looking at you as you put your arms down to show James the cuts.

"You did that?" he asked looking at you about to breakdown 

"I had no choice. It was either cut or die. Which do you prefer?"

"None to be honest with you. You are a beautiful person. I love you. Never listen to what they have to say. They are jealous that you are mine and they’re not. You will always have me baby." he said as he’s knelt down holding your face kissing away the tears. You tangling your fingers up in his hair. Foreheads touching.

"Promise that I will always have you." you said as he wiped away your tears that were coming down.

"I promise you will always have me." he said as you kissed him.

"You smoked didn’t you?" he asked tasting it on your breathe.

"Sorry." you said as you pulled away from him.

——

It’s been 5 years. 5 crazy years, but you’re still with James. The one you love.

What happened had made you two a stronger couple. You are now engaged and happy as you have ever been in your life.