Jake Bateman X Reader

Chapter Two

You woke up to the sound of a heart monitor beeping, you start to cry, "NO I DON'T WANT THIS LET ME GO!" you try to pull the IVs out but someone holds your arms down. You look over and see an exhausted looking Jake with very evident tear stains on his face. You immediately stop kicking and reach up to hug him, he hugs back tightly, not wanting to let go as if this could be the last time he holds you.

"Why did you do it?" Jake asks. You pause before answering, "I hate being a burden to everyone, I just wanted the pain to go away." He finally pulls away and looks at you, "listen to me Y/F, there are people in this world that love you too much to let you go, if you needed help you should've asked for it. I love you too much to lose you, I never want you to leave me, do you understand?" You start to cry and he pulls you in for another hug. Just then a nurse walks in and you pull away, she asks Jake to leave for a bit and you smile weakly at him as he walks out. Once he's out of the room the nurse says, " you should keep him close, he seems like a good boyfriend." "Oh, err we're not dating um we're just friends," you stutter out, blushing. "That blush says otherwise hun, and it seems like you both want to be more than just friends, when you were sleeping he stayed in here the entire time holding your hand, singing to you, occasionally I would catch him kissing your hand or forehead. This hit him hard, only love makes you feel this way," the nurse said. You blush again and look at your hands, maybe you did want more, but you didn't want to ruin the friendship. After she finished what she needed to, Jake came back into the room instantly sitting next to you again. You look into his eyes, Jake has the nicest eyes, they were the kind you could look into forever and never get bored of it. He must of noticed my staring because he looked down to break eye contact. You blushed and....think you see Jake blushing too..? Jake seemed to get nervous, he pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to you, "I thought you were going to die, the doctors said you took a lot of pills and most likely wouldn't make it so I kind of wrote a eulogy, everything I wrote is still true and I hope you understand...." he explained. You open the folded paper and start to read it,

Y/F/L, I'm so sorry I let you down, I shouldn't have let this happen, I tried to stop you but it was already too late. Ever since we met at Warped, I've wanted to be with you. I wanted to ask you out in the most perfect way, I wanted to hold you and kiss you and be able to call you mine. I should have done it sooner but I didn't know how to please you, and I also didn't know if you felt the same and didn't want to risk ruining our friendship. I'm so sorry you're gone, I'm going to miss you so much. I've loved you since day one, and I'll never stop loving you.-Jake♡

You finished reading the letter and looked back at Jake, smiling. "I kinda love you too," you say. He starts to smile. You reach for you his hand and hold it. You stay like that for a while, occasionally talking about random things, it was nice to be able to do this.
Then you get an idea, "hey do you know if my phone is here?" you ask Jake. He nods and gets up to retrieve it for you. You take it and find a picture, you hesitate to send it at first but then eventually you realise it's better to try than give up.

Jake's phone vibrates in his pocket and he looks at the message. He smiles and looks at you, instantly nodding his head. He hugs you and you smile too. Jake eventually lets go and lays with you on the hospital bed and you cuddle up to his warm body, taking in his somehow comforting scent of hairspray and faint vanilla, everything is perfect. You start to feel sleepy and you lay your head on Jake's chest. He plays with your hair, "Y/F?" he asks. "Mhm?" you state groggily. "Do you wanna be my girlfriend/boyfriend?" he asks shyly. "I'd really like that," you say, lifting your head to look at him, he looks at you and kisses your nose playfully. You slowly fall asleep in his arms, feeling happier than you've ever felt before.