Jake Paul Imagines

Nervous

"Babyyyy." His quiet voice woke me up. I rolled over to face him, burying my head in his neck. "Good morning gorgeous." He whispered, he kissed the top of my head. "Hey babe." I said back, my morning voice was raspy and a little croaky. "We've got to get up beautiful, I let you sleep as long as possible, but we have meetings today. He was knelt down next to the bed and he was already dressed. "Hmm okay." He pushed my hair out of my face. He kissed my forehead delicately. "Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs. Coffee?" He offered. I nodded. "That would be great." He let go of my hand and left the room. I stretched out and quickly checked my social media's, before jumping out of bed. I went with Nike leggings and a Nike cropped jumper with a black bralette underneath. I shoved my trainers on and straightened my hair. I brushed through my eyelash extensions and filled my eyebrows in. I grabbed my phone and went to brush my teeth, when I went downstairs everyone was coming down into the hallway. It was a huge Team 10 meeting with investors, agents...everyone that was important was going to be there. It was a massive thing.

Everyone squeezed into the Team Ten truck and we headed off. We listened to music- danced, sang and laughed for the hour drive. Jake parked and I was feeling super nervous. It was my first 'official' meeting as a talent member and not a management member. Jake looked at me. "Hey you're gonna be okay." He said, he could read me like a book. "Yeah I'm just nervous that's all." I said trying to shrug it off. We got out the car and he held my hand firmly. "It's no different except you'll be listening to your own statistics being read- rather than reading everyone else's." He kissed my forehead lightly. "Okay, I'm good." I smiled, he smiled back and we walked in.

The room was big and the table was long. I plopped down in-between Jake and Kade. Jake held my leg under the table to stop it nervous jigging. "Hey calm down." He whispered. He was almost being a little rude, which I didn't understand. I was nervous for my first meeting which would include information and statistics from my own YouTube channel. I pushed his hand away and he frowned confused. I listened in carefully. "Moving onto Y/N..." Kevin read. He read my views this month, how much revenue was coming from my merch and then how green my social blade was. It was all fairly good and I was super pleased.

When we left, Jake was being a little pissy. There was paps swarming us, he would usually hold my hand and help me into the car, before getting in himself. But, today he went and hopped right in the drivers seat. Chad noticed I was struggling to push through. He put his hand on my back and steered me through. "Thankyou." I said gratefully, clambering in next to Jake. He looked at me and didn't say anything. He started the car and drove away.

I went up to our room when we got back to the house. Jake came in right behind me, he slammed the door. "What is your problem?" He asked, his voice was crisp and angry. "Nothing." I muttered. He tried to grab my arm. "Let go!" I said, pulling back. "What is wrong Y/N?" He said, his temper suddenly bubbled back down and he was sort of calm again. "You were so pissy about me being nervous today. You don't understand, because it was so long ago that you started at the bottom and you already had Vine when you started YouTube. Last month, I was writing up contracts, booking meetings, arranging dress fittings for premiers and paying the rent with everyone's chip in. Now, I'm shoving a camera in my own face and watching a fan base grow. I had every right to be nervous for today and be nervous everyday if I want Jake. So if you don't like it, you need to leave." I was angry and upset. My eyes filled with burning tears. He grabbed my hand. "I'm sorry baby, I just don't like you worrying for no reason. Your channel has done amazing, there was nothing to be concerned about that's all. I'm sorry." He kissed me softly. "Okay." I murmured.