Jake Paul Imagines

Bad Boy

Jake was the 'bad boy' at your school- he was violet, misbehaved and threatening. But, to you and all your friends- he was Jake. And Jake is loving, kind, caring and sweet. The 'bad boy' label was ruining him.

Jake's hand wrapped around mine as we walked down the hallway. "Apparently he's gonna beat that guy up for looking at her..." Someone whispered, I laughed to myself- it was funny, because that's not the Jake I know. We came to our lockers and our whole group crowded round. Chance & Anthony and then my two best friends Alex and Rocky. We were all dating, but mainly because we were the 'popular' group. Rocky and Tony's relationship is pretty new, Alex and Chance have been together nearly a year and Jake and I have been together for about 2 and half years. I opened my locker and touched up my makeup, I swapped my stuff out and shut it. Jake was leant up against the lockers, chewing gum obnoxiously as people watched him. "Hey." I whispered, he looked at me and his eyes softened. I closed my eyes and kissed him softly. When I opened them, he was staring right at me. "Hey." He whispered back. He held my hand and I rested my head on his shoulder.

Me, Rocky and Alex were in the toilets talking, when the door banged open. I peered round. "Y/N..." A girl I recognised was standing in the doorway, breathless. "Jake...fight...courtyard." She panted. "For fuck sake." I huffed. I put my bag on my shoulder and the girls followed me. Angrily, I stormed down the hallway and out to the courtyard. Jake was fighting some boy, luckily no teachers had come out yet. Anthony was trying to pull Jake off. "JAKE!" I screamed, his fist froze mid air and he looked at me. Chance and Anthony grabbed his shoulders and dragged him back. His nose was bloody, and the boy on the ground was a little dazed. Clearly it wasn't a serious fight. "What was that about?" I asked, putting my hand on his chest. He was out of breath and angry. "Can we talk later?" And with that he stormed off.

I waited for him by his car after school. I scrolled through my phone, whilst I waited. There was a short clip on someone's Snapchat story of before the fight. The boy was shouting. "You come up to my mates, saying that we've been tryna chat up your girl? Mate she's fucking dirtyyyyyy!" They all laughed, I rolled my eyes as Jake essentially pounced. I locked my phone as he came over. He leant down and pecked me on the lips. We were silent as Jake pulled out the car park. "Are you gonna explain what happened earlier?" I asked, he gripped onto the steering wheel tighter- his eyes focused on the road. His knuckles went white. "Jake!" I said angrily. "I was annoyed, because they called you fucking dirty okay? And you're beautiful and I love you. I don't like it when little idiots make stupid comments about you."

I reached out and put my hand on his leg. "I love you." I said. "I love you too." He picked up my hand and kissed it.