Jake Paul Imagines

Truth Can Destroy You

"Part of me wishes I didn't know." I sipped my coffee as we sat on the stone steps outside. "Sometimes everything seems like it's falling apart, but really it's falling into place." Her words were sweet, but weren't making a difference. "But, the truth can destroy you." I said sipping from it again. I rubbed my bloodshot, puffy eyes and yawned. "I wish I could sleep." I mumbled. The door clicked open and he was stood there. His messy blonde hair sticking up in several places, his eyes bloodshot with the hugest bags beneath them. Alex rubbed my arm. "I don't want to talk to him." I stood up, brushing dust off my legs and walked straight past him inside.

Jake:

She stood up, her small hands wiping dust off her legs. She walked past me, stopping for a split second. Her lips were dry and cracked. Her eyes sore red and puffy- her hair was tied up and she was wearing an oversized jumper and shorts. She looked so broken- like she had tossed and turned all night if she had even made it into bed.

I plopped down next to Alex. "You've really fucked it up." She sighed, passing me a coffee. I took a sip. "You don't think I know that? I'd do anything...anything to make it alright with her again. I love her and kissing that other girl...is the hugest mistake of my life." I said. She squeezed my knee. "I would like to think she'd come round, see the light I suppose, but I don't think there's any light to be seen." She said. She left and I mulled over everything in my mind.

Y/N:

I sat in my room, I decided to do a post about Jake and I's split. The picture of him kissing the other girl was plastered all over the internet. I was embarrassed and ashamed that he was seen and photographed all over another girl.

'For everyone who's asking- I'm doing okay. Jake and I have split up. I'm extremely lucky to have an incredible support system around me, including all of you. Thankyou for your kind messages and for sending love my way. It means everything. - Y/N x' I shared it across my social media platforms to help prevent any more questions. I'd been bombarded, with support, but a ton of questions as well.

There was a knock on my door a couple of hours after the posts went up. The door opened and it was Nick. "Hey sweetie." He smiled, closing it behind me. I had a lump in my throat as he sat down. "You wanted to talk?" His voice was soothing and relaxed me a little. "I want to leave Team 10, but I don't want Jake's permission. I want to end everything." His eyes went as wide as saucers. "What?" He said breathlessly. "I'm done, done with Jake and being in Team 10 means that I can't cut ties with him." My voice cracked and I wiped my falling tears. "I support whatever you want to do, whatever will make you happy." He wiped my eyes and we went into his office. I signed all the papers and then got Chance, Anthony & Kade to help me pack. We loaded all my stuff into the back of my car. I left my bed frame and furniture behind for now. I would need to drive back to collect it.

I sellotaped the last box up, when Jake walked in. "What's going on?" He asked. "I'm leaving. Leaving Team 10, I'm cutting all ties with you." I said, swallowing the tears. "Okay, if that's what you want. But, I will fight for you. I will fight until my dying breath, because I love you." He sounded so calm about it, like he didn't want to shout at me- he knew it wouldn't work. "Too late now." I picked up the box and carried it downstairs.