cats and Taco Bell. a Jacob Whitesides imagine.

chapter 42

*you and Jacob get into the elevator, there's a boy already in there. you smile at him and he smiles at you and then looks at Jacob and sort of frowns. he checks his phone quickly and then puts it back in his pocket before speaking.*
boy: hey. are you y/n?
y/n: yeah. I am.
boy: well, I'm Drew.
y/n: nice to meet you Drew. this my boyfriend, Jacob Whitesides.
Drew: oh. I've heard of him.
Jacob: nice to meet you.
Drew: you too. so. I was wondering if we'd
be able to take a picture together?
y/n: umm.. I've never had anyone ask to take a picture with me before.
Drew: really? I'm surprised. but is that a yes or..?
y/n: oh yes. of course! but I'm not sure if an elevator is really the best place. *you laugh.*
Drew: okay. how about when we get off of the elevator?
y/n: Jacob? would that be okay?
Jacob: *he hesitates* umm... yeah I guess.
y/n: okay. would you be able to take it?
Jacob: sure.
y/n: thank you babe. *you get on your tiptoes and give him a quick kiss. he smiles at you. the elevator door opens and you help Jacob out.*
y/n: do you want to take the picture now, but like not in front of the elevator.
Drew: sure. *you walk a little bit before stopping.* here's my phone. *he hands Jacob his phone.*
y/n: any particular pose?
Drew: nah. just a regular one. *you take a hugging picture.*
Jacob: here you go. *he hands him his phone.*
y/n: it was nice meeting you. if you put that on twitter, I'll try and follow you.
Drew: will do.
y/n: okay. bye!
Drew: bye. *Jacob just smiles and waves as Drew walks off.*
y/n: thank you so much.
Jacob: for what?
y/n: I know that you didn't want me to take that picture. or even talk to him. I could tell in the elevator.
Jacob: well, I know that how you feel about Alex, so I had to deal with it.
y/n: not even close, but I still love you.
Jacob: I love you too. forever.
y/n: and always. *you smile at each other and he kisses you.* come on, let's go. hopefully Dr. Smith will come in soon so we can leave and figure this whole thing out.
Jacob: hopefully. *you help him walk back to his room. and when he gets back on the bed, you hear a knock. you both look up. it's Dr. Smith.*
Jacob: oh hey Dr. Smith!
Doctor: hello Mr. Whitesides.
y/n: so, can we still go today? Jacobs been walking since he got out of physical therapy. and he was able to walk before, it was just hard for him.
Doctor: yes. I am aware of this. and let me just run a few tests myself and then you will be on your way, but he will have to go to physical therapy twice a week for two months, and then once a week for one month.
Jacob: sounds good. *the doctor runs a few tests.*
Doctor: okay. you are all set to go.
y/n: thank you so much Dr. Smith. *he nods and walks out of the room.* so. do you want some different clothes?
Jacob: please.
y/n: sounds good. *you go and get his clothes and hand them to him.* do you want me to leave?
Jacob: no babe. it's fine. *he kisses you. and starts changing. you play on your phone, trying not to stare.* okay. I'm done.
y/n: okay. let's go. *you walk down to the nurses station.*