𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝗼𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐢𝗺𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

3, 4, 5, 9, 10, 17, 26, 39, 97, 100 ❁ 𝘫𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴

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𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 @𝘀𝗮𝗺_𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝘆
"𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑘𝑎𝑦. 𝑖 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑡."
"𝑖 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖 𝑎𝑚 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑓𝑒𝑑."
"𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ?"
"𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑒?"
"𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡"
"𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑠𝑢𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛?"
"𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟"
"𝑖 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒"
"𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑚𝑒!"
"𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑? 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔?"
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i was sitting next to jonah on the couch in his apartment, just watching tv.
jonah and i have been close friends for about four years now and i'm pretty sure i've been in love with him since the day i've met him.
jonah and i are really close and i tell him everything because i know he would never judge me.
i could never tell him that i love him though.
for some reason, i had courage today and i felt like right now was a good moment to confess to him.
"jo? can i tell you something?" i asked, my hands shaking.
"anything," he responded.
"i...um..well," i started, but paused, trying to figure out how to word it.
"hm? what's up, you okay?" he questioned.
"i love you and...and i'm terrified," i stated.
"what? are you for real?" he asked, his brows furrowing.
"yeah, of course. i wouldn't joke about something like that," i said, starting to get worried.
"i...i told you not to fall in love with me," he said coldly.
"i'm sorry, i shouldn't have said anything," i said, starting to get upset.
"then why did you? huh? what was the point of that? we're just friends!" he yelled.
"jonah, please don't yell," i whimpered, starting to move away from him.
"i'll fucking yell if i want to! you should just go home, dude, this is so fucked up! i thought you understood that we're friends and nothing more!" he raged.
i quickly slipped my shoes on and grabbed my phone, darting to the door.
before i left, i turned around to face jonah.
"i understand you're upset, but if you were ever my friend, you wouldn't be mean like this. i'm sorry, just, leave me alone until you can act like a civil human being," i croaked out.
i quickly left, getting in my car and speeding off.

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jack has been my best friend for years now, i knew jack before i knew jonah.
i met jonah through jack.
i always tell jack that i love jonah and jack always encourages me to tell jonah because he was so sure jonah liked me back.
i guess he was wrong.
i knocked in jack's door and when he opened it, he instantly pulled me into his arms.
he didn't ask me what happened at first, instead he pulled me inside and took me to his couch, where we sat.
jack pulled me into his lap and i cried into his shoulder, heartbroken from what had just happened.
after the longest time of crying, i finally calmed down enough so i could talk.
"what happened?" jack asked, his hands still rubbing up and down my back.
"i told jonah," i cried out, instantly starting to cry again.
"oh, love," he said, pulling me close to him.
"jack, he yelled at me," i sobbed.
"he yelled? oh, i'll kick his ass," jack growled.
"i don't know what to do, i feel like i just ruined our relationship," i cried out, finding it harder to breathe because of my crying.
"hey, hey, shh. breathe, love, you're getting yourself worked up," jack whispered, continuing to rub my back while placing soft kisses on my cheek.
"why does it hurt so much, jack?" i asked.
"because you love him. i'm sorry he acted like that, it was way out of line," jack said.
"i don't want to love him, but i'm so in love with him. why the fuck does this shit always happen to me?" i cried.
"i don't know, love, i don't know," jack whispered.
i stayed in jack's lap and cuddled into him, wanting the comfort.
the situation i'm in is terrible, but jack has made me feel a little bit better.
"jack?"
"yeah?"
"just say that it is okay. i just need to hear you say it," i said.
whenever jack says it's okay, it's always okay. it's been proven to be true.
"it is okay. i promise it's okay. it might not seem like it, but it's all okay," jack reassured.
i curled into a ball in jack's lap and closed my eyes, suddenly tired.
"sleep, love. just sleep it all off," jack said.
i kept my arms wrapped around jacks neck as i drifted off to sleep in his warm embrace.

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i woke up to a forehead kiss from jack, who was standing next to the bed that i was in.
"hey, i put you in my bed because i had stuff to do and you were sleeping on me," he explained.
"oh, that's okay," i replied.
"anyways, jonah called and he asked me to wake you up and tell you that he wants to talk. i think he feels bad, he sounded upset. i think you should go to him," jack said.
"really? i'm scared, jack, it's gonna be so awkward," i fretted.
"maybe, but it could be a good thing. just do it. if it goes bad, just come back here. you know i'm always here for you," jack smiled.
i nodded and crawled out of jack's warm bed.
we went downstairs and i gathered all my stuff.
"thanks for taking care of me. you're the best, i love you," i said.
"i love you too. now, go get your future husband," jack laughed.
i shook my head and gave jack a quick hug and kiss on the cheek before dashing out the door and into my car.

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i stood outside of jonah's apartment, trying to even my breathing. i was psyching myself out.
i raised my hand to knock, but the door swung open, revealing a stressed and dazed looking jonah.
"hey, come in," he said, moving aside for me.
when i got inside, i gasped.
his apartment was trashed.
there was a giant hole in the wall and there was shit thrown everywhere. pillows and books and even clothes were scattered everywhere.
his glass coffee table was broken and the more i looked around, the more holes i saw in the walls.
"what the hell did you do?" i asked, turning around to meet his teary eyes.
i glanced down at his hand to see his hands bleeding.
"blood? are you bleeding?" i asked, even though i already knew the answer.
he looked down and tears fell down his cheeks, causing me to tear up.
"jo, are you okay?" i asked, starting to become concerned.
i moved over to him and rubbed his arm, but he jerked away.
"don't touch me!" he shouted.
"jonah, can you please stop fucking yelling?" i sighed, starting to get irritated.
"i-i'm sorry. i just...fuck, i don't even know what to do," he sobbed, dropping to his knees.
i moved close to him again and hugged him, playing with the hair in the back of his head, trying to calm him down.
"jo, don't cry. it's okay, everything's okay," i whispered, trying to bring him some sort of comfort.
"why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden? you should hate me after everything i said," he cried.
"because, jo, i love you. i could never ever hate you," i replied, rubbing his back.
he glanced up, staring at me with big, teary eyes.
"don't you look at me like that," i sighed.
"huh?"
"i know you don't feel the same way i do, but don't look at me like that or i'm gonna fall even more in love," i admitted.
"that's the thing, though. i do feel the same way, i'm so in love with you," he said.
"then why did you say so earlier?" i questioned.
"well..you deserve so much better. i'm nothing, you should find a better guy," he said, a few tears falling as he said those words.
"what the fuck are you talking about? jonah, i love you for a reason. you're so kind to me and you're so gentle and you're funny and i love you and only you. i don't understand how you don't think you're good enough," i said, baffled by his words.
"because i'm not. you're perfect," he mumbled.
"jonah, do you trust me?"
"of course."
"then believe me when i say you're more than good enough. i love you so fucking much."
a small smile formed on his face and he kissed me gently, our bodies molding together.
when we broke, our foreheads rested together as we caught our breath.
"baby, what happened to your apartment?" i asked.
"i..i was upset," he sighed, looking away in embarrassment.
i shook my head and kissed his now pink cheek.
"i'll help you clean it, but next time you're upset, just come hug me," i said.
"will do."

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𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 - 𝟰/𝟭𝟴/𝟮𝟬
𝑖 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢
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