Why don't we Imagines//Requests Open

J.A. You don't love me

I was sitting around waiting for my boyfriend Jack to come home. He was probably celebrating his bands new album. I was so excited to see him and congratulate him. Then the door burst open and Jack was kissing another girl. "Jack?" I say tears threatening to fall "Y/n um I didn't know you where gonna be home I thought you where at work" Jack said pushing the girl off him and rubbing the back of his neck. I looked over at the girl "Um can you please go" I tried to stay nice because she probably had no idea he had a girlfriend. With out a word she walked of our apartment. "I came home from work early to surprise you but instead I got a surprise with you cheating on me. What would have happened if I wasn't home Jack? How far would you have taken it? Answer  me Jack. ANSWER ME!" I say screaming the last part trying not to cry. "I'm sorry baby I love you" he said crying "You don't love me if you loved me you would have never done this and if you loved me you wouldn't have even had the thought about it, I'm sorry that I'm not good enough for you" I  say crying. "No you're are to good for me I'm not good enough for you and I do love you" he said "Bullshit you don't love me and if you did love me you'd pack up your stuff and get the fuck out of my house now" I say.