Drabble Game #1: "Stop it! You know that I care about you!"
"A fan on any social meda (Twitter, ig, etc) tells him no one cares about him. Soon he starts to believe it and Y/N tries to convince him otherwise."
- pbandjenny
Synopsis: Jared gets hate and the reader has to comfort him.
Y/N
Looking at the clock beside me, I stood up from my bed and walked over to the closet where I threw on a hoodie and a pair of leggings on before leaving for the bathroom. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and softly tugged at my hair, before braiding it into a side braid.
Satisfied with how I looked, I grabbed my phone and headed downstairs. Right after my feet touched the ground of the last step, I continued walking until I found myself in front of the door. Twisting the knob, the door opened and she stepped outside, softly closing it behind her.
I walked along the sidewalk, observing the familiar surroundings. Within seven minutes, I was in front of his house.
I took a few more steps forward until there was just the right amount of space between the door and my body. I lifted my hand and felt it turn into a fist before I knocked on the door, twice.
It opened almost immediately, revealing his sister, Taylor, who welcomed me in. Smiling softly, I walked past her and headed upstairs where I opened the door to the room I was headed, not bothering to even knock.
A huge grin was reflected on my face but it soon disappeared once I saw the scene in front of me develop. Soft, muffled cries were heard throughtout the small space.
Concerned, I took five steps forward until I was in front of the bed, where the long body layed.
"Jared?" I heard myself carefully say his name. No sound was heard apart from his unsteady breath. At this, I took a seat beside him and felt my arms wrap around his torso. Him quickly replying my embracing my body in a lingered hug. We stayed this way for minutes, no words being shared.
Once his breath was normal and he no longer had fresh tears running down his eyes, I built up the courage and asked him what was wrong.
"You know you can trust me with anything." I whispered, playing with our laced fingers. He stayed quiet, no sound emitting from his mouth.
"Why do you love me? Why are you with someone like me when you could have anyone in the world. Why choose me out of all people."
"Jared, what do you mean. You know you-" I was cut off.
"No. I'm not good enough for you yet you still put up with me. Why?" he raised his voice, our hands no longer intertwined. "Can't you see that I'-"
"Stop it! You know that I care about you!" I felt fresh tears threatening to spill. "I choose you because I love you. Because I want you and only you! Whe-where is all of this coming from?"
"They're right." he murmured.
"Who's right? Babe what are you talking about?"
"Can't you see! I'm not good enough for you. I never was and I'll never be good enough for you."
"Jared you ARE good enough. You're more than enough. I love you okay? I love you so much." I was out of words, not knowing what to say next. I grabbed his chin and lifted it up, making him look at me in the eyes.
"You're all that I need." I whispered, my thumb drying some of the tears under his eyes. "I love you." I said, placing a kiss on his forehead. "Forever and always right?" I moved on and placed a peck on his nose.
"No matter what anyone else says. You're perfect to me." I kissed him on the lips. We pulled away and our foreheads were touching one another, silence overpowering any other sound.
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Author's Note: I'm so sorry for not posting for the last 5 days, hope this makes up for it!
Soo, I had a conversation with Jared via instagram. It's still sinking in. He's honestly just such an incredibly sweet person.
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