I M A G I N E S G A L O R E

Hefty. - T.J

A Trevor Jackson imagine.

Y/N POV

It was 10:30pm when I was just laying in my bed, staring up at the ceiling. I couldn't get any sleep knowing that my boyfriend of 1 year, 2 months hadn't spoken to me in weeks.

I know he was busy but he never replies to my messages and even with all the stuff I got going on, I still make time for him.

Baby 💍♥️😊💕
Hello, my love. 😊 (10:40)

I looked up at my bright phone to see a message from him. I sighed, not really knowing how to feel.

Me
Glad you finally made time for me... 😕 (10:41)

Baby 💍♥️😊💕
Wym, babe you know I was working. Wassup? (10:43)

Me
Wassup? I'll tell you wassup. You say you're working and you're so busy with music, shows and tours, yet you busy posting other girls on yo Instagram. So I don't deserve a single 'hey, I landed safely' or a 'goodnight babe'. But it's whatever... (10:45)

Baby 💍♥️😊💕
Alright, first of all, you know damn well that the people I post are cast members. The jealousy is attractive but you gotta trust me more babe. And (as cliche as this might sound) I never really got the time to check my phone. I literally got to check it now since I finished. Please believe me? (10:47)

Me
Jealousy? Trev, you know I worry about you more than anything and you know what it does to me. Like I said, it's fine. 😪 (10:51)

Baby 💍♥️😊💕
No, it's not fine if we haven't sorted this thing out. Baby, I'm sorry if I ever made you feel some typa way, I really didn't mean to. Lemme come through real quick... (10:53)

Me
Oh, so you're even home and you didn't tell me? What's going on? Because honestly, idk what to make of this relationship anymore. (10:55)

After that last text, it stayed on delivered and I just let it out. I can't believe I was actually thinking of ending this relationship. Don't get me wrong, I love T with all my heart, I've never felt this way before but right now, I just don't know where we stand.

In less than 25 minutes, the door unlocked and I went downstairs, my curls in a messy bun, with one of his sweaters on.

"Babygirl..." he forced me into his arms as I cried. "What's wrong? What's bothering you?"

I sighed as he softly tugged my head to face him, wiping my tears.

"I just don't like this tension between us. I mean, I know it may seem like I'm being selfish, but maybe I just care a little too much." I said.

"I'm sorry. You're right, I should've called you and informed you, but you gotta trust me babe. I only wanna be with you." He replied, still not loosening his grip on me.

"But how do you expect me to trust you when all I seem to get are the wrong messages. Like the Instagram post with that girl all over you, or all the messages you just ignore.." I said and he sighed.

I could never get enough of that strong cologne, or that minty breath on those sweet lips; even when I wanted to be mad at him.