Jake Paul Imagines

Greg (Requested)

"Are you sure this looks okay?" I asked Jake after changing my outfit for the 7th time. He sighed and looked at me. "Yes it's fine. You look beautiful no matter what you wear." He said softly. He pulled me into him and I breathed in his cologne. It instantly soothed me. I'd ended up going with curls in my hair, minimal makeup (with a shimmery eye and no lipstick. I had eyelash extensions and I had filled my eyebrows in) that was it. I didn't want to go over the top. I was wearing blue, ripped jeans, with my Topshop belt and a personalise Jake Paul's Girl cropped hoodie and my black, flat converse. I spritzed a little perfume.

We got in the car and I was very fidgety. Jake rested his hand on my thigh and I rested mine on top, I was basically crushing it to be honest. "It's gonna be fine. I love you, so my Dad will love you." He smiled goofily. "I love you too Jakey." I said, sharply inhaling and exhaling after. We pulled up. "Do you think maybe we can meet another day? I've got a lot of editing..." I rambled. I was building up a sweat. "Breathe baby girl. Breathe." Jake said soothingly. He came round to my car door and opened it. Shakily, I climbed out. "Are you sure this looks okay?" I asked again. He rolled his eyes. "Yes Y/N. Come on I'm starving." He said tugging at my arm.

We were meeting his Dad at this Italian restraunt in central L.A. He was already sat at the table. "Dad..." Jake called. Greg looked up and grinned- just like Jake does. He stood up and welcomed me into a warm hug. "Y/N I've heard so much about you." He said happily. "I've heard so much about you too." I laughed. We sat down and my nerves melted away. We had lovely chats on all kinds of topics.

On the drive back, Jake was 100% tooting his own horn. "Told you so." He teased. I hit his arm. "I was nervous, because I love you. And I wanted him to like me. I know how much your parents opinion means to you." I said cheekily. "Awe babe." He blushed. I kissed his cheek as we pulled up. "I would never wanna lose you." He whispered. "Good job then, cause you're stuck with me Paul." I laughed. He kissed me on the lips.