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Beau Brooks Imagine #3 long

A/N This is dedicated to myself but read it however you like.

Once I finished writing this book I hope to get lots of votes, read & comments :) I will do other Janoskian member imagines. This book {WILL} have 50 pages.

#3

"Beau, where have you been!? I screamed from the kitchen, as I heard front door close. Beau had been gone all this morning, without even telling me. I was really pissed that he kept leaving off like that, not even telling me, weither if he was with the boys or not.

I flip the fried potatoes that were crispy.

He wraps his arms around my waist and whispers,"Relax, I was just out with my brothers" His arm reaches above me, and reaches for one. I push his arm away, and turn around.

"Beau, I'm serious. Where were you?"

"Out. with. my. brothers "

"I'm not a kid, you don't have to talk to me that way?" I snap. Shifting to my right foot, my hand on my hip.

"Well you sure are acting like it", he remarks.

"Oh am I?! Just beacause your girlfriend who loves you dearly, wanted to know, where you were!? I called your brothers. You were not with them"

Beau stares at me blankly, then behind me at the skillet fried potatoes. He quickly reaches for one, and throws it into his.mouth.

"Were you even listening!?"

"Mhm"

"Mhm!? Beau, Im tired of your shit", I say turning around to turn to the stove off.

"Now, you see how I feel"

I turn back around, and squint my eyes, and tilt my head at Beau. I grab the front of his shirt, and pull him towards me. "Ooh, rough, I like it"

I snif the the fabric fisted in my hand. It smelt of something sweet and loud, and I instantly knew it wasn't his cologne.

"Who she!?" I yell.

"Who is who?" He laughs.

"Don't fuck around with me boy, who is she!?"

He laughs again. He shakes his head, and begans to walk off.

He turns back around, "Your crazy"

"Crazy?! My voice cracks, and ia now hoarse. I try to calm myself, not leading him on the craziness.

"I'll show you crazy", I laugh. I storm off into our room, and go through his drawer. I take the whole entire drawer out, and dump it. Going down the whole five rows.

I grab a suitcase out of the closet, and shove his clothes into it. I hear Beau's footsteps enter the room.

"What are you doing?!" He screams. I ignore him, and continue to shove the rest of the clothes into the suitcase.

I feel huge hands grip my arms, trying to stop me. I wiggle loose, standing to empty the next drawer. He ambushes me from behind, sending me flying to floor on my side. He turns me over, and straddles me, gripping my wrist.

My hoarse voice, screams for him to get off of me. I wiggle my legs, and my wrist, to get free, but he doesn't budge.

"Stop! Stop!" He screams into my face. He leans closer, his heavy breathing, blowing onto my my face.

"I want you out Beau", I say calmly. He stares at me blankly. His eyes scanning my face.

"I want you OUT OF MY HOUSE!"

"This is our house "

"Ohh. Not anymore", I laugh.

" Get. Out." I say through gritted teeth. A tear escapes from my blurry eyes, and rolls down my cheek.

"Fine. This is what you want. Finnnne"

He roughfly, lets go out my wrist, almost like shoving the at me. My hand instantly holds my painful wrist. He rises, and snatches one of his favorite colored pillows from his collection, off of the bed, and finishes packing the suitcase.

He leaves the room, and out the front door, slamming it. I hear a shatter glass hit the floor.

I run into the living room to see what it was. It was our picture. Of me and Beau. Shattered into pecies. I broke down on my knees infront of the picture, and cried. The hot tears streaming down my face.

I needed Beau, I couldn't just let him leave, and go back her. But I needed a break for awhile, from him. To get my head sorted out.

But my my head kept saying, that it was my fault, my fault that he cheated. Why did I have to be sp over protective? It was because I loved him.

As I got up, my shoulders dropped, and my head dropped. A good nap would be nice. I pulled the sheets up and climed in. I fluffled up Beau's green pillow, that smelled Like him.

As I drifted off, for about an hour, I awoke with a start. I smelled the pillow. Ofcourse it wasn't Beau's colonge, it was his natural sent.

I shoved the covers off my body, and raced to the front door. I grabbed my keys off the hook, and left out.

As I rose my head, Beau was standing there leaning on the wall behind him, looking off into the distance, I shoved the keys into my back pocket.

"Beau!" I shouted. He turned to me and smiled. He opened his arms, and ran into them. He held me tight and close.

"You never left!" I say into his chest.

"Why would I? I left half my clothes" I pull away, and playfully punch his arm.

"I'm just fucking with you baby"

"I'm sorry-"

"Ah, Ah Ah. The reason I smelt like a girl is beacause I went shopping with my Mum"

"For what?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows. I try and read his thoughts, as he breaks eye contact, finding the ground.

"Y/N, I know were too young, but I don't want to spend a day without you I didn't get to find the right one, because I knew you would worry"

My mouth flys open at what he does next. He gets down on one knee.

"Y/N Brooks ", he cheekingly announces.

"Will you marry-"

"Yes!" I exclaim. He rises, and spins me around. He enterwinds his mouth with mines, still spinning me. I break the kiss, looking deep into his eyes. My grin still plastered on my face.

"Never call a girl crazy" I joke.

"I've learned my lesson"