All Time Low Imagines

Insecure Jack

This broke my fucking heart to write. But it's here (:  The ending sucks. I know.

Jack's P.o.v-

I sighed as I looked at myself in the mirror. Why is Y/N even with me? She could do so much better. She's so beautiful, and smart, and so many things and I'm just me. My nose is too big. My body is too long. My arms and legs are too long. My tummy is really pudgy but the rest of my body is skinny. I don't look normal. I look like a freak.

"Jack?"

"I'm coming babe." I called out. I sighed as I looked away from myself. I couldn't stop the tears that filled my eyes. I wouldn't be suprised if she left me honestly. I wiped at my eyes and pulled my clothes back and walked out of the bathroom. She smiled at me as soon as she saw me.

"You okay?" She frowned. I smiled slightly and nodded. I almost forgot how long I was in the bathroom. She frowned at me again.

"You sure?" She asked kinda worried. I smiled slightly and nodded and made some bullshit exscuse about me not feeling good. She frowned but nodded and didn't bring it up anymore. I bit my lip as I walked back into the bedroom and closed the door behind me.

"Fuck." I cussed as I looked in the mirror again. All I could do was pick out the flaws I saw. That was the only thing I could see. Tears slowly rolled down my cheeks as I took all my clothes off and stood in front of the mirror.

"Babe? My boss called and I have to go into work for an emergancy." She said knocking on the door. I bit my lip to keep from letting out a sob and prayed she would think I was asleep. She mumbled that she loved me and walked away.

"Fuck I hate you so much." I hissed at my reflection.  My face is long. My hair is growing out and it looks really dumb at this point. My hip bones stick out too far. My legs are covered in hair but the rest of my body isn't even that hairy. You can see my ribs if I take my shirt off. My dick isn't even that good either. I screamed as I punched the mirror and it shattered into hundreds of pieces. I chocked out an angry sob and sunk down to the floor and sobbed into my hands.

"Jack?!" She gasped from the doorway. I let out a pitiful sob and didn't look up at her. How could I? She was finally seeing how I really am and she was probably going to leave me. I let out a louder sob and started crying even harder.

"Hey. Hey, what's wrong?" She cooed kneeling in front of me and moving my hair out my face. I looked up at her and she looked even more worried. My hand was bleeding and  I could feel the blood dripping down my hand onto the floor.

"Why are you still with me? You can do so much better." I hiccuped as more tears filled my eyes. She looked down at me worried and pulled me up.

"Why are you saying this? No I can't Jack." She frowned. I shook my head and sobbed into my knee's. She frowned and moved me so I was looking at her. She wiped at my cheeks and pushed my hair back.

"Why're you saying this?" She whispered pulling me into her and petting my hair. I sobbed into her and clung onto her shirt.

"Because It's true." 

"No, no sweetheart. I love you so much and there is no one else I want to be with. I love everything about you and nothing can change that. Okay? Now lets go clean up your hand." She whispered petting my hair. I hiccupped and nodded slightly and let her help me up. She walked into the bathroom with me and I sat down on the toilet seat. She picked all of the glass out of my hand and cleaned the cuts it made. I didn't make any noise as I watched her do it. Maybe having a girlfriend that's a nurse isn't so bad. She finished bandaging my hand and kissed me.

"I love you so much." She whispered laying her forehead on mine. I smiled softly and kissed her.

"I love you too."