Jake Paul Imagines

You Don't

"Give me a reason why I shouldn't turn around now and never speak to you again?" I asked. His eyes filled with tears and he smiled. "What about this is funny?" I said, reigning my anger in a little, and trying so hard to stop the tears rolling down my face. "I love you." He said.

I've liked/loved Jake for the absolute longest time. He's flit between a few girls over the years and I've really struggled with jealousy. He found out I liked him a couple weeks ago and claimed he loved me too. But, he's fucked around and made it all a joke.

"You don't understand how much I love you." He said holding my hand. I felt a smile crawl onto my face. "You don't understand how your eyes glisten when you're excited or how you're intrigued by everything in life." I felt myself tear up with the happiest tears. "You don't understand the way your head tilts back and your eyes close when you laugh. Or the fact your laugh sounds like a 3 year old." I instantly laughed and then blushed. He bit his lip. "You don't understand that your smile lights up a room or how beautiful you look when you're happy." He then also teared up. "I've made heartbreaking mistakes, a lot of heartbreaking mistakes. But, I've never stopped loving you Y/N. I was scared to tell you in case you didn't feel the same. I was petrified of being rejected by the girl I'm so ready to spend the rest of my life with..." I cut him off and kissed him slowly. His hands slid down to my waist and wrapped around tightly. I caressed his face and kissed back so passionately. We slowly pulled away. "I love you too Jake." I whispered, our foreheads rested against each other and we kissed again.