Why Dont We Imagines & preferences

{Bestfriend} J.M

Italics- Flashback

This is a good thing right? Ending this- whatever this is?

Yeah. Yeah its a good thing.

I mean, thats what we agreed on right? No feelings, just best friends, well, best friends with benifits.

But we agreed that if one of us got feelings or got into a relationsip, this would end.

No feelings right?

If there was no feelings than why am I chocking back tears?

"And I just want you to understand" he finished. Jonah wouldn't look me in the eyes, his hands were clenched into a fist so tight his nuckles were white.

I licked my lips and nodded my head quickly. I looked around frantically for my bag.

"He-Hey, woah, woah, woah, woah, hey. Wha- Y/N don't do this please" he begged, he grabbed my arm so I would stop, I just pulled away and tried to get my stuff faster. "Why are you acting like this? No feelings attatched right?" the words cut through me like a blade, peircing right through my heart and killing it stone cold.

"No feelings attatched" I croaked, finally gathering everything, grabbing my shoes, and running out the door.

I ran to my house. Five blocks and I was still pissed off.

Not at Jonah, no, I was mad at myself. I was a dumbass. I knew he didn't like me that way so when we hooked up at the party, I was ecstatic. I'm such a dumbass. I knew when this started I should have ended it because someone would get hurt eventually.

"Jonaahhhh" my drunk self slurred, my arms drapped around his neck, beer on one hand, my other tugging on the hair on the bottum of his neck.

"Hey you, whatcha up too" he smiled before he chuckled. We were waisted beyond compair, so what came out of my mouth next was out of my control.

"You look so fucking sexy. Have I efer telled you that?" I laughed as I toppled over a little, slurring and mispronouncing my words.

"Why thank you, ma'lady" he laughed.

"LETS GO DANCE!" I yelled to him, pulling him to the floor by his hand.

We danced for only a couple minutes before there was alot of tension. NExt thing I knew was a drunk Jonah pulling me up to his lips.

We had a harsh, passionate, extremely heated, make out session that lead to soo much more.

I finally was able to unlock my door, my hands trembling from the cold, and the hurt.

When I stumbled in, I went straight into sweatpants, a black tank top, and blankets. I curled up on the couch and turned on my all time favorite movie, Harry Potter.

I turned my phone off, blocked Jonah from all contacts after  I saw a tweet from him saying "At least tell me what I did wrong..." I did, however, call my best friend and savior, the one, the only, momma chickee herself, who just so happened ot be in L.A.

Not even ten minutes after I called, she showed up, ice cream, and Chipotle in hand. I smiled as she gave me an amazing girls day.

It's been about 3 days since I talked to Jonah, Christina had to leave, well, I forced her to go spend time with her boyfriend and leave me to melt in my misery.

You should have seen how fast she ran out of that door.

Finally I knew why though, later that night the one and only Jonah Marais showed up.

The rain poured so hard I couldn't hear my own thoughts, not so sure I wanted to. So when he showed up, in only a sweatshirt and sweatpants you could imagine my surprise.

"Oh my god Jonah! Are you fucking crazy!? Get in here!" I almost yelled, pulling him inside. I didn't say anything else, just walked into the laundry room to get him a towel.

A million questions were runnign through my head, all coming down to one, "Why the fuck are you wearing that hoodie with those sweatpants? It doesn't go together" he laughed at my childishness.

"I- I can say the same" he chuckled, looking me up and down. He started to dry himself off as I leaned against the wall.

"Why are you here?" I finally asked.

"Well I could hear the Harry Po-"

"The real reason Jonah" I inturrupted.

"Because, Y/N, I'm a fucking idiot, thats why! Look I should have never started this whole friends with benifits bullshit. It was a complete waist of time. I didn't know someone would get hurt, or that both of us would get hurt! I lied, Y/N. There is no one else, I was falling in love with you, I couldn't flirt with another girl, I never went out unless it was with you, everytime I look into a building I would see you, I felt this empty space that you were supposed to fill but we agreed on no feelings attached so I had to end things. I am so empty and lost without you and I need you back, but I can't say I don't like you because I am in fucking love with you Y/N Y/L/N" he huffed, "but just don't answer yet because I just want one more thing" he added quickly, he moved towards me as my breath hitched, pulling me in by one hand around my waist, the other cupping my cheek, his lips hit mine and the sparks flew. our lips moved in sync with eachother, my world started spinning as nothing else mattered right here, right now, but kissing Jonah Marais.

He slowly pulled his lips away from mine, keeping his hands in place. His forehead hit mine as his breathing slowed back to normal.

"It's only you, it only has been you, I guess it just took losing you once to realize it and my god by that kiss I know you feel the same way, so, Y/N Y/L/N, wanna be my girlfriend?"

"I dont know" I teased, he noddeed his head and started to walk away.

"My god you are thick Jonah Marais" I groaned as I pulled his body back into mine and pressed my lips back onto his.

"Of course I will dumby"