Team Ten Imagines

Jake Paul- Fake Relationship

I rolled over and groaned. Jake was still fast asleep. I gently shook him awake- pressing soft kisses along his collarbone and jawline. He laced his fingers in mine and I rested my head on his shoulder. He kissed the side of my head. "Morning baby." He said in his deep, gravelly, morning voice. "Morning Jake." I replied. We laid in bed for another 5 minutes, before he got up and showered. I got up and went down to shower in Erika's room. I put some washing on and dried my hair. I straightened it and threw on a khaki all in one. I made the bed and sat at the desk in our room and turned my Mac on, Jake sat next to me and did the same. We both put some earphones in and started editing.

The day dragged and I was watching Jake's new vlog and reading through th  comments. 'Fake relationship' was plastered all over the comment section- everyone was agreeing. I felt really quite sick, I laid on the bed and sobbed into my pillow and curled my legs up to my chest. "Y/N." Jake said softly as my entire body was shaking from the sobs. He slowly sat me up and calmed me down. I was in the middle of a panic attack. He held onto my hands, before pulling me into him. I rested my head on his shoulder. "People think we're fake." I cried. He calmed me down. "Babe if people think this is fake, god knows what they think is real. I love you and you love me that's was important." He said softly.

I didn't feel like going out when everyone was headed to the cinema. I was still a little shaken up from the panic attack as it had really drained me. Everyone was piling out to the van and I was by the door. "Are you sure you're gonna be okay here...alone?" He asked quietly. I nodded and squeezed his hands. "Baby boy I'm fine." I said reassuringly. "I'll ring you if I need anything. Enjoy your meal and the film." I said kissing him. He kissed back, before hugging me. "I love you." He called as he ran to the van. "I love you too." I waved them off and closed the door. I exhaled slowly and grabbed my laptop. I sat on the sofa under a blanket and watched some Netflix. Around 10.40pm I had really really bad stomach cramps. I slowly made it up to my room just in time to throw up. I groaned slowly, clutching onto my stomach. I was shaking. I reached my arm to just outside the toilet door and grabbed my phone. The film didn't finish until 11.30. I text Jake. 'Can you come home?' He replied instantly. 'What's happened? Pick up the phone.' I dropped the phone to my side as I was sick even more.

Jake:

Y/N had text me, I tried ringing her but she was answering. Panicked, I left the other guys behind and raced back to the house in the truck. I slammed the truck door and locked it. I sprinted to the door and opened it. I closed it. "Y/N." I could hear her retching upstairs. "What's happened?" I asked running into the bathroom. I sat behind her and held her gently. She finished and flushed the toilet. I passed her a bottle of water and slowly poured it into her mouth. "Side effects of panic attacks." I mumbled. I kissed her forehead softly. "You're okay baby." I said soothingly. I pressed my lips against her forehead and carried her bridal style into our room.