Mistakes Like This [Jacksepticeye x Reader] |DISCONTINUED|

-; 8

Sean lay in bed next to me, I didn't see the reason why we had to be separated anymore. I loved him, and he loved me. Which was what I told myself.

He was sleeping soundly as I was wide awake, pondering many things. Sighing, I grabbed my phone and checked my instagram, and other social medias. Follower counts had went up because I was now known as "Jack's girlfriend" which he announced first via Twitter.

Fanart was made, supportive comments, negative ones, but, I trained to be more positive! I liked a couple of posts and tweets, reblogging stuff here and there, but I could feel a headache coming on.

I continued to stare at the ceiling in the dark, and I asked myself questions;

does he really love me

is he faking it?

he doesn't love you.

you're a dirty no good whore.

listen to your parents, go back home.

I hated myself for this, but I began to break down and cry. I grabbed a pillow from behind me and bit into it, hoping to quiet my uncontrollable sobs. I couldn't breathe and I felt as if my heart was going to thump its way out of my chest.

Fear leads to anxiety
Don't know whats inside of me

I was now experiencing a panic attack, it wasn't a first, but I wish I could have stopped myself. Removing my face from the pillow, I took in a deep breath— or as much as I could, but only to make my sobs get louder and my breaths shorter. I couldn't help that I was wailing out, but a startled Sean could.

He jolted up as soon as my cries bounced off the walls of his room. Alert, he looked around, and then at me.

[Sean's POV]

I heard the sound of (Y/N) crying, which woke me up. I hated seeing people cry, especially her. I'd never seen her cry before.

I gently scooted myself behind her on the bed and wrapped my arms around her, (Y/N)'s back pressing into my chest. It gotten a bit colder, so I had slept in a sweatshirt and sweatpants. "(Y/N), whats wrong? Easy now, slow breaths, in and out. You're going to be okay." I comforted, keeping my arms around her.

She continued to cry, but shortly became just small whimpers and sniffles here and there. In one stroke, I lifted her up slightly and set her on my lap, reaching for my phone on the night table. (Y/N) turned around in my lap and buried her face into my neck, breaths hard, but not as they were before.

"Take it easy baby, shh" I hugged her, playing with some strands of her hair. I was doing my best and I hoped it was working. "..sean..?" "yes? im right here, doll." "do you love .. me? honestly.." (Y/N) whimpered out, which made me hold her tighter, "of course I do. Im never going to stop not loving you either. (Y/N), you make me feel so lucky to be with you, okay? Do you know how much I care for you?" I took a breath, not allowing her to answer just yet, "alot. more than myself, even."

She finally stopped.

I brought her face to mine, and kissed the top of her head, moving some pieces of hair away from her face. "i love you so much." "..i love you too.." her eyes still seemed to sparkle, and the tear stains on her face made me feel slightly worse, so I wiped them away. "here," I grabbed my phone from the other side of the bed and scrolled through my home screen. "You wanna play a game?" I asked softly.

(Y/N) answered in a tired nod, smiling and pecking my cheek— which made me blush a little. "okay, my little angel, here you are." I handed her my phone and let her play as she rested on my chest.

I began to play with (Y/N)'s hair again, but I noticed she fell asleep on me.

I let her lay there, sleeping at last.
"you deserve the entire world, (Y/N)."