Jake Paul Imagines

Stress

I gulped, ringing my hands together and tears filling up my eyes. Swallowing every ounce of fear, I closed my eyes and took several deep breaths. "Come in." His voice said, coldly, yet so sadly. I was shaking as I pulled the chair out and sat down, tucking it in again. I rested my hands on the table and tried to stop shaking. "What brings you back? I thought you were clear on what you wanted." He said, biting his lip to hold back the tears. "I made a m-mistake." I stuttered nervously. I closed my eyes and gulped again. "I-I-I was scared so so scared of it falling apart that I nearly let it fall apart. I let myself be wrecked by my anxiety and depression. I've gone to rehab, got new meds and I've been so much better for 3 months now. I know this is what I want to achieve, Team 10 is the only thing that's going to help me achieve it." I said tearfully. He dragged the palm of his hands down his face and rested them over his eyes. He ran his hands through his hair nervously. "You...you want to come back?" He asked, I nodded eagerly. "I miss you so much Jake, I miss everyone. Everything about L.A, Team 10 and the doors it opened for me. Nothing has gone right since I left, the doors have closed- slammed in my face. I can't pretend anymore." I cried. He reached his hand out and rested it on my arm. "I have to talk with the other members, and then we can discuss everything- including drawing your new contract up." He smiled, I jumped up and just sobbed. He came over and held me tightly, he kissed my temple. "Welcome home Y/N." He whispered. I clung him tightly, wanting to never let go.

Within 2 months, I was fully moved into L.A again, my new contract had begun and we'd announced it to the fans and the response was unreal. My subscriber count was soaring, my social blade was greener than ever...everything was perfect. Except I couldn't win over Jake, I was so sure that he didn't feel the same. But, I was still head over heels for him and so deep in love I was drowning without him.

I woke up and just sat by the window, watching the clouds swirl around the sky. I rested my head against the cold glass, letting my feelings take control. I watched him vlogging outside the window. I watched his smile grow wider by the second and his eyes gleam in the light.

Finally, I headed downstairs and got my breakfast. I made a coffee to accompany it and took them back upstairs. I sat and watched Netflix on my Mac, whilst I ate. I got in the shower and made it really hot, I washed my hair and pampered myself. I got out and Dutch braided it, adding minimal makeup. I put on some ripped, high waisted shorts and a cropped top. I changed my belly bar and my nose ring. I added some hoop earrings and perfume. I went down and everyone was ready to leave- we had a out of house meeting today. "I can't deal with you..." Jake was heated over the phone, he was angry. "Hey you okay?" I asked after he hung up. He completely pushed past me and ignored me. "What the fuck?" I mumbled, looking to the floor as my eyes filled with tears. "Hey...I just think he's stressed." Anthony said reassuringly, I swallowed the tears. "Oh what? I didn't notice." I said attempting to laugh it off.

We got to the meeting, and I sat opposite Jake. His eyes were darting from one person to another, his knuckles cracking every now and then. I was feeling drained, sleepy and done with everything and I ended up completely zoning out. I flash-backed to last night.

**last night**

"I'm really happy you're back." He smiled, making me a cup of tea. I let my legs swing as I sat on the counter. "I'm happy to be back, I missed this." I smiled back. He passed me my cup and stood against the worktop, looking at me. "I was wondering if I could..." I trailed off. "What?" He asked sipping his drink. "If I could talk to you...it's kinda serious." I said. "JAKEEEEE." Chad shouted, running over, everyone piled in the kitchen and I lost any hope of telling him. I hopped off the worktop and headed upstairs.

I was laying in my room watching YouTube, the door rattled and then opened. "Jeez sorry..." he said closing the door. I sat up, "You wanted to talk." He said plopping down on my bed. His eyes were so innocent, his messy hair tousled and I knew he was so tired. "Um I fixed it don't worry." I said, he discreetly yawned. "Fuck sorry." He laughed. "You sure you don't want to talk?" He asked. I shook my head. "Nah it's cool. Hit the hay." I smiled. He rubbed his eyes. "Goodnight Y/N." He said softly. "Goodnight Jake..." The door closed. "...I love you."

**end of flashback**

"Y/N." He said sharply, quickly sighing afterwards. He looked at me and his eyes filled with tears. "Ja-..." I was cut off, when he looked away. The meeting finished and I quickly walked to the car. I sat inbetween Erika and Anthony. "You okay?" Erika mouthed, resting her hand on my leg. I nodded and looked away as the car pulled away. My heart ached without Jake in my life the way I wanted.

We got back and I was ready to explode with emotions. I was first to step in the door, I fell to the ground and everything went black.

**at the hospital 24 hours later**

"We've ruled it stress, has there been anything that's caused you extreme stress lately?" The Doctor asked, I turned my head to Jake, he reached out and held my hand. "Yes, our breakup stressed me out. We've fixed things now, but it made our relationship toxic." I said tearing up. Jake leant forward and kissed my temple. "I love you." He whispered.

**flashback, one hour after y/n collapsed**

My head was pounding as I was poked and prodded. A drip was giving me fluids and I could barley stay awake. After a good 45 minutes of tests I was exhausted. Jake burst in the room, I jumped and so did my Mum. His eyes filled with tears, getting the memo she slipped out, closing the door behind her. "I can't hold it in any longer." He said, wiping his eyes. He sat in the seat next to me, held my hand loosely. "I love you and I'm done hiding it." He said excitedly. "I love you too." I smiled. He kissed me softly on the lips and finally everything had settled again.

**end of flashback**