imagines // jack gilinsky, dolan twins, cameron dallas

fan hate// jack gilinsky

when i entered my relationship with jack, i knew i'd get hate, it was inevitable, he was one of the hottest guys going for fucks sake, it was just the sheer amount of hate i'd get that i slightly underestimated.

"@y/t/n is such a slut, idk what gilinsky sees in her"

"acc cant deal with @y/t/n, when will she learn to stay the fuck away from jack"

"@y/t/n lol no one likes u, slag"

"@jackgilinsky would u rather date @y/t/n or trash? oh wait lol my mistake theres no difference"

"@y/t/n do us all a favour and kys xx"

were just a few of the tweets that i spotted this morning, they may not seem like much but when you develop the nasty habit of reading them day in day out, like me, they really start to get under your skin. i find my self taking every little thing they say about me to heart. they call me ugly, i put extra time and effort into my hair and makeup every morning, they say i have funny teeth, i spend my days feeling miserable and never breaking a smile, they say im fat, ive now become unhealthily skinny and my biggest fear is jack noticing. i dont ever want to come between jack and his fans, theyre what got him where he is today, theyre the reason he wakes up with a smile on his face every morning, not me, them.

i was sitting in bed as per, scrolling through twitter while jack was at the shop when i came accross a tweet, with a screenshotted note attached to it, which really struck a nerve.

"@y/t/n read this xx

you know jack doesnt love you right?? i heard him talking to johnson the other day at the meet and greet about how he was only with you because youre a "good fuck" but lets be honest what the fuck would jack ever see in a scrawny little bitch like you? your not in the slightest bit pretty or funny and all his fans hate you so why dont you do us and yourself a favour and kill yourself. must be pretty embarrassing knowing that jacks only using you for sex now anyway, so if i was you id be too embarrased to show my face again anyway. lol sorry not sorry. "

i cried. scratch that, i bawled my fucking eyes out till it hurt. i couldnt breathe, this was it, i finally reached breaking point, i couldnt take it. i felt weak i couldnt even bring my self to move. i wanted so badly at this, my weekest point, to once again meet their desires as i had previously, i wanted to end it all and it took everything in my power to push these thoughts out of my head. so there i lay, eyes stinging from the tear that wouldnt stop falling, chest aching from my heart beating so far out of my chest i could almost see it, when i heard the front door. jack. jack gilinsky, the love of my life, who may or may not love me back, who may or may not just be using me for sex. what if the girl was telling the truth, i know i get a lot of hate but i cant just dismiss everything they say.

"hey y/n, i couldnt find th... Y/N BABY"  he shouted "baby, baby shhh shh" he whispered soothingly into my hair.

"jack" i said weakly, trying with everything i had to stop crying.

"babe whats wrong, please dont cr.." he started but stopped as he spied my phone, open on the tweet, lying on the bed. he grabbed it, staring at it intently, his jaw clenched and his knuckles turned white as he clenched his fists around it. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS" he yelled.

i said nothing, shaking my head and once again beginning to cry as i buried my head under the duvet.

"y/n, please dont tell me you actually read this shit, please y/n please" he begged "i love you so much y/n, so much you dont even know. this girl is talking complete bullshit, ive never loved someone as much as i do you and the thought of you ever reading any of this breaks me." he said his voice cracking slightly. he pulled the covers away from me, engulfing me in warm, tight hug.

"im sorry jack" i said catching my breathe.

"baby girl, you have nothing to apologise for, why are you apologising?"

"theyre youre fans, they make you happy, i dont want to be the one to come between that" i sighed

"y/n youre the one who makes me happy, you and only you, and if you think i consider these kind of people fans after that, you couldnt be more wrong. a fan needs to support me in everything i do, not just pick and choose when they like and baby your the most important person in my life and if they cant accept that and be happy for me then id rather i had no fans. please dont ever let any of this get to you babe, youre so much better than that, please dont listen to them and if youre ever feeling shitty, even just a little bit, talk to me. i dont ever want to find you crying to yourself y/n because nothing has ever upset as much as walking into that. i love you y/n, so fucking much, id die without you" he said planting a kiss on my lips. he did love me, i cant believe i doubted him for a second.

we spent the rest of the day cuddled up in bed watching movies and eating shit after jack insisted i put some weight on, before jack ended the day by tweeting "if you cant be happy for me and accept the fact that ive found a girl i love and want to spend the rest of my life with then you can get fucked, your no "fan" of mine."

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oi oi, so this was my first imagine, pls tell me what you thought and comment if theres any imagines you want me to write. ily