jack gilinsky imagines

it's you pt 3

"y/n" he breathes out, looking at her in awe.

without even thinking, she jumped into his arms.

the heartbreak that had been haunting her for the few months they'd been apart just flies away.

she let go of him, remembering everything that led her to be heartbroken in the first place.

"y/n i-"

she just shakes her head, tears threatening to spill.

"jack, i can't" she says.

"let me show you something" he says and he turns his wrist to show her the writing on the side.

in beautiful small letters it read 'bubba' in a handwriting that she could only recognize as her own.

"remember when you used to write me notes? i was looking through them and you wrote bubba a lot and it did sort of become our word so i got it tattooed on me." he says with a small smile.

and she loved it. that she meant everything to the one who consumed all her thoughts.

but she couldn't dismiss that night, the night her heart shattered. she was still struggling to get all the pieces back together again and she didn't know how much longer she'd have to continue at it.

"jack, i seriously can't" she says again.

"why?" he says, his voice shaky.

"because, i'm still so fucking broken. that night, you broke my heart. you can't just expect me to welcome you back like this. you mean the world to me, but i'm so hurt that i can't even think about you anymore without wanting to fucking cry."

"i'm so sorry y/n" he says, tears steadily streaming down his face.

"i am too" she says.

she wipes his tears away and kisses his cheek.

"please, i just need some time." she whispers.

he nods his head

"i'll give you all the time you need. just please come back to me."

"i will, cause its you. the only one that consumes my thoughts. and maybe, we can be together again in the future." she says.

he looks at her, his eyes red.

"i'm sorry y/n" he says again.

"i know." she says as she leaves.