Imagines ✧ OGOC & Magcon | DISCONTINUED

N.M - Caught.

• Can you write one about Nate promised to stop all the smoking as long as Y/N (me) carried on dating him but she catches him smoking it with Sammy and she gets mad and they fight but they get back together after a few days

This is for my boo natesqueen

--Jodie's POV--

Pushing the door open, I place the shopping bags down on the floor and sigh out in relief, happy to have the Christmas shopping done. As soon as the air settles, I begin smelling the scent that used to give me nightmares, the scent that caused a lot of arguments between my boyfriend and I. A scent I hate, it makes me feel sick to my stomach.

I follow the smell and arrive in the game room basement, in there I see my boyfriend and his friend, Swazz. "Nate." I announce myself in the room and crossing my arms, glaring at Nate.

He stops dead, the blunt sitting between his fingers, his hair messy, his eyes red. "Jodie, baby," he starts, sitting up, fixing his clothes and hair. "What are you doing home so early?" He asks, rubbing his eyes after passing the blunt to Swazz.

I scoff. "Is that all you can say?" He stands, walking over but I hold my hand out to tell him to stop. "Don't, just don't. You fucking promised." I say, walking back up the stairs.

"Jodie please, hear me out." He pleads, following me up to the hallway.

"I don't want to listen to you right now, I'm going to stay with Paige, I obviously don't mean that much to you anymore." I snap, holding tears in as I walk upstairs to our bedroom to pack some clothes and my essentials.

"Baby don't, just chill out and listen-"

"No Nate!" I yell, turning around to face him. "I gave you so many chances, I was so close to walking out months ago but you promised you'd stop if I stayed." I let the tears fall, wiping them away as soon as they hit my cold cheeks.

"I know baby, I know," he walks over and cups my face, no matter how much I try to fight him off. "But this project has put a lot of stress on me, my anxiety is through the roof, it helps me," he explains, stroking his thumb over my cheeks.

I shake my head, pushing him away to grab my bag and head downstairs out to my car. "I'm staying with Paige for a couple days, don't call or text." I inform, slamming the car door shut as he stands there with tears in his red eyes, begging me not to leave.

"Jodie, baby please." I hear him say, holding onto the car door. I shake my head and reverse the car off the driveway.

Later on, I pull up outside my best friend's house and knock on the door, wiping my tears that have fell from my eyes. Derek, Paige's boyfriend, answers the door and frowns when he sees me. "Jodie?" He questions, pulling me into the house.

"Is Paige home? I need to see her." I take a deep breath in and wipe beneath my eyes.

"Of course of course, she's doing her makeup and shit upstairs, go right up." He smiles kindly, taking my bag from my shoulder.

*Couple days later*

A knock on the door interrupts my nap, I peek from beneath the covers and see Paige standing at the door with a nervous look on her face. "Don't hate me." She squeaks before pushing the door fully open, revealing Nate standing in the doorway.

I sigh, lifting my hands to rub my eyes. "I don't hate you, Paige, just give us a sec." I tell her, sending her a weak smile.

"Baby, hear me out," Nate immediately pleads, expecting me to interrupt him but I don't - I realise and accept the fact that he has to explain himself. "Hate me, punch me in the face...do whatever you have to do to get your anger out, but please come home. It's hell without you, I can't cope," He sits on the edge of the bed and grasps my hand in his, lifting it to his lips to kiss my knuckles. "I'm a stupid idiot, I know, but I'm yours and you're mine. That's how it's always been, baby."

I weakly smile, reaching up to run my fingers through his messy hair. "I am coming home, but I just needed you to realise what could happen if you continue smoking that shit, you know how I feel about it and why."

The smile on his face is breath taking as he hears my announcement of returning home. He tackles me in a hug and attacks me with kisses, giggling with happiness. "I love you so much, lil' mama, imma stop that shit." He smiles, kissing my lips.

"You promise for real this time? Otherwise I'm out."

"I promise lil' mama." He grins, laying on top of me.