The walk home was depressing. I was crying years of emotion, I didn't want Jake to know how much him leaving me affected me.
It made me extremely depressed- I've never felt so low in my life. On a handful of days, I didn't move from my bed. I wasn't eating, sleeping or doing anything at all. My Mum had to drag me out of bed to force me in the shower. I was a mess. My mental health directly affected my physical health and I lost a stone in 3 weeks. I started using fitness to deal with my emotions. I put the weight back on and then started the gym. Slowly, I started to feel better. My family were my rocks and so were my friends in Ohio. I got close with Chance & Anthony again, but then they moved out to L.A. We're still super close, but we haven't seen each other in a while.
I got home and opened the front door. My Mum was sat on the sofa, with a cup of tea. It was only 11.45pm. "Sweetie what's wrong?" She asked, I kicked my heels off as tears raced down my cheeks. She put her cup down and came into the hallway. She held me as I sobbed. "Jake came to the party." Her jaw nearly hit the ground. She got me some tissues and I dabbed my eyes and wiped my nose. "You're going to be okay, you've been okay for so long now. Don't let him spoil how well you've been doing." She smiled. She kissed my forehead. "Thanks Mum." I sniffed.
I went up to my room and changed into my pyjamas. I scrunched my hair up and wiped my makeup off. I sat on my bed and mulled over everything. I moved over to my window seat and curled up under a blanket. Suddenly, the front garden lit up. I squinted and saw a small figure stood with a bouquet of flowers. I went downstairs and wrapped the blanket around my shoulders. My Mum smiled. "Go on." She whispered. She held the front door open and then closed it behind me. My heart was thumping as I saw Jake. The lights were shaped as a heart and he stood in the middle. With a bunch of my favourite flowers. "I know this won't change what I did, but I'm beyond sorry. You meant...you mean everything to me. I love you so much Y/N and I will fight until my dying breath to be with you. Please give me one more chance."
Everything in my head was telling me not to go there, not after what happened. "What about Erika?" I asked, swallowing my tears. "Me and her broke up before I left. It was completely mutual we used each other as a rebound...I love you." His voice was sweet and soft just how I remembered it being. "I love you too." I ran over and wrapped my arms around his neck. I kissed him slowly and then all at once. Finally, everything was right.
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