Pete Davidson Imagines

i love you (part two)

      pete has been trying to contact you non stop. text messages, calls, showing up to your apartment at random times but he will just sit in his car, he wouldn't come up and try to talk to you. you've had the police called a couple times to get rid of him. you honestly wanted nothing to do with pete after you found out that he was talking to some girl named Lizzy. they were all over the media, pete taking her out of brunch, taking her to these wild parties he would take you to. it just seemed awfully funny that he immediately was talking to someone else after you decided not to talk to him.
        it was another night pete was sitting out front of your apartment. you didn't feel like getting the police involved again so you just decided to let him sit there. you're not exactly sure what he would do or what his intentions were. but you knew he could never hurt you so you didn't worry about it.
          it was around 2 in the morning and pete couldn't sleep. he looks over at your front door and sighs, telling himself he's not sleeping in his car again, or his own bed. he finally realized that now is the time to sit down to talk to you about everything.
          you're laying in bed, snoring softly and pete stands by you, watching you. he plays with a piece of your hair, admiring you. you open your eyes slowly, trying to blink away the heaviness. your eyes go wide when you see pete and he quickly covers your mouth with his hand to muffle your scream. he takes his other hand and places his index finger on his lips, telling you to be quiet. "it's just me." he says lowly and you try to push him away, you're hitting him, trying to scream, pushing, everything you can do to just make him leave. "y/n, i need you to calm down." he moves his hand away from your mouth and holds your hands above you to make you stop. he sits on your legs so you can't kick. you sink into the bed more and look at him.
           "i'm going to call the police if you don't leave right now." you tell him and he smiles. "they told you they aren't going to keep coming over here if you aren't willing to get a restraining order." he chuckles. "i'm going to fucking get one now. you can't just come into my apartment and hurt me." pete shakes his head. "i'm not try to hurt you. i need you to calm down so we can talk, babe."
           "don't call me that. we aren't together anymore." you look at him and tears start to form. you couldn't get the images of him holding hands with her, kissing her, hugging her. every time you looked at him you thought of him and her. "please give me another chance. i love you so much. she meant absolutely nothing to me. it was a little fling. that was it."
         "so why were you taking her out for brunch? why did you keep hanging out with her and you were so willing to be so public with her but not with me. no one even knows about me. but you spend a couple days with her and you just want the entire world to know?"
         "you seemed like you've calmed down..i'm just gonna.." he moves his hands away from your wrists and gets off you, falling down next to you in the bed. "i didn't want the public to know about us because i know how they are. i didn't want them to ruin this. i wanted to give you a normal relationship. i didn't want you to end up getting hate or anything like that." he says and bites his lip. "if you take me back i'll let everyone know about you if that's what you want." he smiles. "i'll do anything for you. i mean that. i admit that i messed up. bad. you don't have to take me back right away we can go nice and slow. just please give me a second chance to show you how much i love you." you take a deep breath and close your eyes.
        you loved pete so much. you wanted nothing more than to be with him. you open your eyes and sigh. "fine." you whisper. you were so scared that you were going to have your heart broken but i guess it was a chance you were willing to take. pete sits up quickly. "seriously?" he smiles and you nod. "yes." you laugh and he grabs you, hugging you tightly. "can i kiss you?" he asks and you nod. he kisses you deeply and rests his hands on your waist. "you're fucking crazy, pete." you laugh when he pulls away. "what did i do?"
      "broke into my apartment and held me down until i talked to you." you shake your head and chuckle. "i wasn't going to give up. now do you want people to know about you?" he asks and you nod. "a little bit." pete grabs his phone and makes an instagram account again, his first post is a picture of you two at a house party a couple months back. pete loved that picture. he said he loved your outfit and your makeup and he just thought you looked amazing. pete was licking your cheek and you had a disgusted look on your face. it was also his lock screen. "no don't post that one!" you laugh. "too late." he says and you read the caption he put. "my future wife." is all it said and you smile. "plus it's going to take people a minute to find out about this account. i just started it." he says.
       "it's 4 in the morning." you say and look down at your phone. "do you want me to go back home?" he asks and you shake your head. "you can sleep here." he smiles and gets up, stripping to just his boxers and you admire him. "you like what you see huh?" he grins and you roll your eyes. "you know i missed you.." you say softly as pete lays on his back. "i missed you too." he smiles and you put your hand on his chest, tracing one of his tattoos. you lean down and start kissing him slowly but his phone starts to blow up with multiple notifications at once. you try to ignore it but it won't stop. you pull away and sigh. "holy shit, babe." pete sits up and looks at you. "my fans found the instagram." he laughs and looks at all the comments.

she's so pretty.
she's literally GORGEOUS.
what happened with lizzy?
an absolute goddess. how did pete score her??
not as pretty as lizzy.

the majority of the comments were nice but a lot of them were still talking about lizzy. you look over pete's shoulder to read them and you sigh, not wanting to read anymore. you lay back down and pull the covers over your head. "i want to be alone, pete." you say when he tries to pull the covers off of you. "babe, of course people are going to question it. you just have to let it go. they'll forget about it eventually."
       "i don't think i can just forgive you. even though i love you so much..my heart hurts..so much. i feel like i can't compare. i don't know if i can do this." you cry. "you just told me.."
        "i know what i said." you sigh. "please just let me be alone for a minute." you whisper. "fine." pete says and gets up, getting dressed and walking out of your place. he didn't know if he was going to come back or not.