Colby Brock Imagines

6. Hate (him)

Y/n = Your Name

Y/L/n = Your last name

Y/nn = Your Nickname

Y/B/n = Your best friends name

Colby's pov:

I was sleeping with Y/n in my bed as I got woken up by my phone buzzing on the table, I usually put it on complete silence but this day I hadn't.
After our first video in the conjuring the comments were rolling in, I didn't think much of it, but had a look at my phone.

I shouldn't have done that...

Lots of hating comments were on there saying the things we did were fake, that Amanda was faking things and that the faces and reactions I've done were fake too...

I felt a sudden sadness about it as I would just turn off my phone and cuddle back with Y/n.
I fell back asleep with my head in nuzzled in Y/n's neck.

Y/n's Pov:

I felt Colby cuddling me close and a bit tighter then normal... hmmm... he only does that if he feels anxious or sad... he probably just had a small nightmare was all I thought off as he have had that a couple of times after going to the conjuring house, I didn't think much of it and intertwined my fingers with his.

We slept for a couple of more hours before I woke up again.

Colby was still sleeping a bit as I kissed his head and got up to make us breakfast.
Something inside of me had a feeling that I had to ask him if he was alright when he wakes up.

Colby's pov:

I woke up and tried to search for Y/n's body, but she had already gotten up.
I then decided to look at my phone again, I turned it on and sure enough it exploded with all the people's comments on the video, people tagging me on twitter and people commenting on my insta posts.
I tried not to read any of the comments but I couldn't stop looking this time... it all got to me, hate comments on the video about me faking it... people tagging me in posts on twitter of other people trying to make me look bad... haters being haters and commenting on my body on Instagram... my anxiety got to me as I couldn't control my breathing anymore... I threw my phone onto the bed and ran into the bathroom, I stood in front of my mirror as I would cover myself up in a big baggy hoodie and some sweats, I then washed my face and tried to calm myself down...

As I finally got a hold of myself, then I went downstairs to Y/n.

"Heeey sleepy head" she said as I walked to her and hugged her from behind laying my head on her shoulder.
"hey..." I said kissing her cheek and put my head back.

"Did you sleep alright?" she asked a bit concerned, she then ran her fingers through my hair as I closed my eyes when she did so, it made me feel calm.

"Yeah... it was alright and you?" I asked as she turned around to look me in the eye.

"I slept fine, buuut I felt you tighten your grip... you usually don't do that unless you feel anxious or have a nightmare..." and as she said that my heart started to pound a little faster as I got a little anxious again.

"Yea... uhm... it was just a small nightmare..." I lied... why did I lie?... well... I don't want to tell her the truth...

"Ah, I thought so, love you" she kissed me, and I smiled a bit as she hugged me close as I put my head on top on her head. She's so caring... I don't deserve her... my thoughts were really playing games on me now... the comments about her and I... fuck.... I hate this feeling...