James yammouni

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by leylabrooks

by leylabrooks

[a/n its so hard to find jai daniel and james imagines omg}

"I’ll go to the shop and get us some sweets." I smiled as i slipped my shoes on.

James nodded as he looked through the rack of dvds i had in my bedroom.

I quickly hurried downstairs and out of the door.

Me and James decided to have a movie night at my house since there was only a few days before he went on tour with the other boys. We had blankets and pillows set up on my bed to sit on we just needed food.

"James, I’m back!" I shouted up the stairs.

There was no reply.

"James?" I said as i opened my bedroom door.

He sat there in silence staring at a book.

My diary.

"You read my diary!" I shouted.

He got up and grabbed my arm pulling up the sleeve of my oversized jumper up.

"How long have you been cutting then?" He asked.

"Why did you read my diary!"

"Y/N!"

I was crying by now. Like full on crying.

James sighed and pulled me into a hug.

"You’re not supposed to know."I sobbed.

We just hugged for a few minutes before he spoke. “Babe this is serious. How long have you been doing this? And why?”

I shrugged. “Not that long. Just over a year.”

He kissed the top of my head before asking why again.

I sighed. “I get so much hate James, and i dont know how to deal with it. I know you get way more than i do and i dont understand how it doesn’t bother you. I get called fat and ugly multiple times a day and i get told i’m not good enough for you and i can’t deal with it. I know i told you before we went public that i’d be able to deal with it and i thought i could but i didnt expect it to get so bad and i don’t know what to do.” I sobbed loudly.

He tensed up. “You dont need to worry about it baby. You’re perfect! And if anything i don’t deserve you! I’m going to try and stop the hate cause i am not having my girlfriend feel the need to hurt herself because of some sick so called fans.”

I sniffled. “Thank you.”

"But please try and stop for me baby?" I stayed silent. Its not like i could promise him.

"Fine then, cut me instead." He pulled away from our hug.

"What no. Don’t be stupid."

"Why not?"

"Because i dont want to hurt you."

He raised his eyebrows. “Youre already hurting me by cutting yourself.”

I found my feet very interesting. “I’ll try to stop then but i can’t promise anything.” He hugged me once again. “You’ll get through this.” He then pressed his soft lips against mine.

{credits to beausbuttox on tumblr}