Jake Paul Imagines

Sleep Part Four (Requested)

Jake was finally discharged a couple weeks later, but he hadn't gained any more memory back. And I knew how selfish I was being, but it was hurting me. I looked at him and saw years of memories, but when he looked at me he saw the last few weeks and odd bits and pieces. It was genuinely heartbreaking.

He uploaded his first video since being discharged and he got really confused with the editing software. Logan sat down with him and started showing him it and as they did more Jake started to remember quicker and quicker he was able to edit the end of the video alone.

So, I decided to use the same tactic. I went over the same holiday- the same pictures...it didn't work. He was getting so upset and confused. "Hey it's okay. I'm just trying a different kind of excercise." I said wiping his eyes. "Can you go? I want to sleep." He said instantly shutting his eyes tightly. Defeated again, I headed to my beauty room. I sat at my desk and got piece of paper and pen out- I wrote a sort of diary entry;

Today was hard. I mean, everyday is hard. But, today especially. I tried using Logan's idea, but with a holiday Jake and I had been on...Who am I kidding? It wasn't just a holiday, it was THE holiday. The holiday that he asked me to be his fiancé- the video I had shown him so many times- yet he couldn't remember. I'm not angry or frustrated at him, because I know it's killing him 10000 times worse than it's killing me. It's just heartbreaking, that he doesn't remember any of our relationship. And I know right now is about Jake's full recovery and him getting back into the swing of things. But, a really selfish part of me inside wishes that he would just try to remember. That he could even remember the smallest detail- like what colour eyeshadow I had on or what colour my shoes were...Just the smallest thing would mean the entire world to me. But, I know it takes time. And the Doctors keep saying with time he'll hopefully gain long term memory back. I'm praying that they're right.

I folded it up and placed it in my drawer, I headed downstairs to see Logan. I flopped onto the sofa. "Jake's sleeping." I said grabbing the remote and sticking 'Friends' on. Logan looked up from his laptop. "You okay?" He asked, shutting the lid slowly. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine." I lied as my eyes filled with tears. He lifted my legs up and sat next to me. "I can't stop wishing he would just remember." I sobbed.

**6 months later**

He was sat at the table eating breakfast. "Y/N! Y/N!" He shouted repeatedly. I raced downstairs and into the kitchen. "Is everything okay?" I asked breathlessly as I panicked. "I remember." He said tearing up. "You has gold eyeshadow, black wedge heels- they were rubbing your feet, so I gave you a piggyback. We went back to the hotel room and you ordered pizza, but it came and it made you sick, because it was so disgusting." He said tears racing down his face. I grabbed him as he stood up and hugged him tightly as tears raced down my face. "You remember." I cried. He stepped away. "We first met in high school- Anthony played basketball with y/s (your sibling pref a boy). I met you at one of Anthony's parties. You were wearing a red bralette and black skirt, your hair was curled and you had pinky eyeshadow. You got so drunk and told me you wanted to sleep with me." He said, he closed his eyes. "And I remember the day before the crash..." He said, I held his hands gently as he gulped. "You told me you wanted to have a baby..." He opened his eyes and smiled. "I did you're right. Everything you're saying is right Jake. I'm not lying seriously, you can remember." I said hugging him tightly. Our bodies pressed together and that spark came back. "I love you Y/N so, so much." He said. "I love you so, so much too Jake." I replied.