Boyfriend Imagines

Trust

"I was not flirting!" H/N slammed the door as you both walk in.

"Then why did that girl give you her number?!" You threw my bag and jacket on the couch.

"She gave it to me! I didn't ask for it!" You two had just come back from the mall.

You went to get pretzels for you and H/N. When you came back he was talking to some girl. She handed him a slip of paper. I had her number on it with a winky face. He said he didn't do anything to imply her giving it to her. Lately you had been insecure. You noticed a lot more girls looking a H/N. Really pretty girls too.

"I don't know why you don't just trust me!"

"Why should I trust you?!"

"You know what?!"

"What?!"

"If I'm so untrustworthy then why don't you just leave! I can invite that girl over!"

"Well why don't you?!" You stomp up stairs and locked yourself in the bathroom.

You lean against the door and sink to the floor. Hot tears roll down your cheeks. You sit there and cry for an hour. There was a knock on the door.

"What?" You call out to H/N.

"Y/N I'm really sorry. I didn't mean what I said but I need you to trust me. We won't get anywhere if we don't trust each other. Please I'm sorry. I love you and only you."

You stand up and face the door. You open the door and he is standing there. You wrap your arms around his neck and hug him. He then wraps his arms around you squeezing you tight.

"I love you." You whisper into his ear.

"I love you too."