Jackson Whittemore Imagines

I Remember You

Jackson glared at the small figure slumped on the path in front of him. You were cutting into his run and he was almost convinced that he could just abandon you. When you looked up at him, scared out of your mind, he sighed.

"You alright?" He asked quickly. "You know where you are?"

You shook your head and brought your legs up to you knees, giving Jackson a chance to glimpse the cut on your forehead, luring him forward to subtly check you for any other injures.

"Were you out here with any one?" He sighed when you shook your head again.

He glared at you for a few minutes before heading back the way he'd come and rounding his car. He didn't notice you'd followed him until he slumped into his car and set his bag on the seat.

"Get in, can't leave you out here." He grumbled and popped the door.

He drove around for a few minutes until he decided he should take you to the hospital and hopefully they wouldn't bug him to much so he could just leave you there. Unfortunately for him, by the time he got there you'd decided that the car was a safe place, and you refused to move.

"Jackson?" He turned to see Mrs McCall frowning at him, clearly seeing him getting overly frustrated with you.

"Can you get her out... I found her in the woods and she followed me and I have no idea what to do with her." Jackson explained and Mellissa nodded.

"Hi I'm Mellissa." She smiled at you and Jackson watched as she eventually coaxed you out of his car, giving you an awkward nod when you looked back at him.

"Um... Mrs McCall, my Dad said you called." Jackson muttered as he stopped next to the woman who smiled and nodded.

"I was just calling to let you know (Y/N)'s a little better." She smiled kindly and showed him to your room.

"Her name's (Y/N)?" Jackson muttered as he watched you shy away from a boy who was hug you and kiss your cheek.

"She was asking if you'd checked on her... maybe you'll get more out of her than him." Mellissa chuckled and patted his shoulder.

"Doesn't look like she likes him much." He smiled when she laughed and knocked on your door.

"Jackson!" You smiled at him and he shuffled into the room.

"Who're you?" The boy who had been sat with you snapped.

"Like she said I'm Jackson... you doing ok?" He turned his attention to you and you nodded.

"Good... I mean the only people I can remember is you and Mellissa." You whispered and stepped closer to Jackson to avoid the boy stood behind you.

"So you have no idea who he is?" Jackson whispered back and you shook your head, his instinct to tug you closer making the boy glare at the two of you.

"He keeps trying to kiss me." You both watched him for a while before you started giggling which made Jackson chuckle.

"That's pretty awkward." He grinned when you nodded.

When Jackson and his parents came to visit you again you smiled and waved. The last time you saw Jackson he hadn't made a lot of sense, and you'd been worried that he might not come back, rambling on about how his father was a lawyer.

"You ready?" Mellissa asked as she hurried into your room.

"What for?" You asked as you took the medication she gave you and pulled Jackson's hoodie tighter.

"Jackson didn't say?" Mellissa chuckled. "Perhaps I should keep it a secret."

The car ride to where ever Jackson was taking you was nice, his parents liked you a lot, although you got the feeling it was mostly because you made Jackson happy.

"Ok ready close your eyes." Jackson muttered and hopped out of the car, rounding the vehicle and hurrying to get you out.

"Jackson where are we going?" You asked nervously.

When he finally uncovered your eyes you were in the attic of Jackson's house, completely remodelled to look like a bedroom, you turned to look at him with a frown.

"Your full name is (Y/N) (Y/L/N), you're an emancipated minor and you were living in a motel." Jackson mumbled. "This is your room."

"My room?" You asked and blushed when he nodded.

"My parents felt really bad when I introduced them, but the catch is that you have to get good grades at school so they know you're still working hard." Jackson rubbed the back of his neck when you jumped on your bed.