The 100 preferences and imagines

4. Imagine (Bellamy Blake)

Imagine Bellamy getting jealous because you talked with Monty, who was your bestfriend.

Y/N pov:
"Got any of that moonshine left?" i say to Monty.
"I do" he says firmly.
"-But your not getting it if you wont help me with connecting to the ark by taking of your wristband."
"Ugh, fine" i say.
"Umm, why is your boyfriend deathglaring me?" Monty says while pointing behind me. I look back and see Bellamy, and yes he really was deathglaring Monty.
"Uhm, ignore him. Come on, i want my moonshine" i say, pulling his arm towards the dropship.
"Alright then" he says, following me. We walk towards the dropship when someone roughly grabs my shoulder, turning me around. Bellamy.
"What?" i say slightly annoyed but mostly confused. He says nothing, just drags me to his tent, squeezing my arm.
"Ouch!" I say when he finally let go.
"What the hell is going on?" Bellamy says.
"What do you mea-"
"You where sneaking around with Monty!"
"What! No i was not!"
"Yes you where!"
"No!"
"Then what where you doing?"
"I was about to trade my wristband for a bottle of moonshine with my bestfriend!"
"You were jealous?" i say.
"Ofcourse i was!"
"Serioulsy Bellamy! You know that Monty is my bestfriend and you also know that i would never do that."
"Fine, but if it happends again i'll kill him"
"What! You mean that i can't hang out with my bestfriend because you'll kill him? Are you insane?"
"Fine! Hang out with him! But on my approval." he says. I sigh.
"Fine"