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Eyes glancing back up at him, Imogen wanted to know what he was going to talk about. Shrugging her shoulders and nodding her head, Imogen caressed the sides of his waist. “Our future?” Imogen slowly sorta questioned. Getting a little confused right now. “What’s with that, honey?” The girl asked. Imogen was 19 years old and was already marrierd, which she really didn’t minded, Imogen knew she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him and nobody else. “Babe? Why are you acting mysterious?”

Slowly, Jamael stepped away and ran a hand through his hair, before he lifted her up and walked her over to the bed. There he laid her down and laid down beside her. “It’s just I keep on thinking about it. I know that I want to spend my whole life with you and ..I really wanna move together with you once this tour ends. And also ..” he broke up and took her hand in his own, looking in her eyes “..also I’d love to have a baby with you” he admitted and kissed her hand “I understand if you’re not ready for this and I also understand when you aren’t ready for this in anytime soon”

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Eyes watched him how he raised a hand through his colored lock, a bright smile curling onto her lips. Being laid down, Imogen got onto her stomach and lied herself half atop of him, one hand who stroked through his hair and the other one was resting on his bare chest. Hearing he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her made the butterflies in her stomach go crazy. But when he mentioned living together, Imogen stared in his eyes. “You really wanna move in together? I don’t seem why not.” Imogen confessed, but the next thing took her a step back. “A-a baby? Babe.. I’m 19 and marrierd to a famous singer…” She stared, keep stroking through his hair, knowing this somehow always calmed him down, taking a deep breath before she spoke again. “You know I love you, right? And I would really love to have our own family soon, but.. I think we should wait... We are both just 19 and have those amazing adventures infront of us. I’m sorry..” The girl whispered the ‘i’m sorry’, pressing a kiss on his forehead.

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Getting into this a little by little, Imogen saw him smiling brightly. His perfect pearly white teeth showing, still softly caressing his cheeks after a few seconds. He always reminded her how much he loved her, never Imogen really had a male figure in her life because her biological father was never there, and she hated all of her moms boyfriend. Lips seperating when Imogen wanted to speak, she got distracted by him sucking softly on some spots in her neck, but pushed him back a little when his serious tone was back. “Talk about what?” Imogen said, kinda worrierd it was something not pleasant again. “Why can’t we talk about this now?”

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Jamael kept on sucking on her neck, until he heard her words, he knew that these words caught her attention. “It’s just something about our future” he whispered and looked at her, looking back in her eyes. Jamael knew that he wanted to spend his whole life with Imogen, wanted to live with her and have children with her, and that was the topic he slowly wanted to touch, well both. “Or shall we talk now? I mean tomorrow or now I’m open with everything!”

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Eyes glancing back up at him, Imogen wanted to know what he was going to talk about. Shrugging her shoulders and nodding her head, Imogen caressed the sides of his waist. "Our future?" Imogen slowly sorta questioned. Getting a little confused right now. "What's with that, honey?" The girl asked. Imogen was 19 years old and was already marrierd, which she really didn't minded, Imogen knew she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him and nobody else. "Babe? Why are you acting mysterious?"

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Nodding softly, Imogen was so curious about why he had picked her out of all the girls who were there meeting him at his meet and greet. The day before they met, the girl was just a normal fan of his. Being completely enamoured with how he was in genuine. How he acted and how he had put his heart into his songs. Jamael was different from the other guys, he had something that got Imogen so attached to him from the first time she had laid her eyes on him. Cupping his cheeks, Imogen stroked them softly. “You were just so different and.. you got that something that got me so attached to you from day one. ” Imogen spoke, “Do you know how lucky I am? Look at how many girls want you and that they cry their eyes out when they finally meet you..” The girl confessed, nuzzling their noses together, copying his pouty smile. “I love you more.” But Imogen couldn’t help herself then kissing him, starting off lovingly and passionate.

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Jamael listened to his words and looked in her icy blue eyes, getting lost in them like always, he fell so hard for her. When she finished a happy smile covered his lips, softly he returned the kiss and deepened it after a few minutes. Carefully he caressed with his fingertips over her lower back and under her shirt. “I love you so fucking much Imogen. You have no idea how much I love you” he whispered and kissed down to her neck, softly sucking on it. “Tomorrow we .. need to talk about something”

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Getting into this a little by little, Imogen saw him smiling brightly. His perfect pearly white teeth showing, still softly caressing his cheeks after a few seconds. He always reminded her how much he loved her, never Imogen really had a male figure in her life because her biological father was never there, and she hated all of her moms boyfriend. Lips seperating when Imogen wanted to speak, she got distracted by him sucking softly on some spots in her neck, but pushed him back a little when his serious tone was back. "Talk about what?" Imogen said, kinda worrierd it was something not pleasant again. "Why can't we talk about this now?"

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When she already dried his hair, Jamael laughed and slowly took off his shirt and pants, only standing in front of his wife in his underwear, which was really embarrassing cause there were small turtles on it. “Don’t laugh alright” he said and grinned, drying his body and hair until he was completely dry. Jamael walked over to the bedroom and threw the towel on the ground, his clothes he hung over the heater and walked over to Imogen, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her closer “We’re just made for each other. A reason why god wanted us to get married” he said and kissed her softly. “Wanna continue what we started in the dressing room?”

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‘’Oh my gosh.. Jamael?  — Really? Turtles? ’’ Imogen really genuinly did to try her best to hold her laugh inside, covering her smile which was curling onto her lips with her left hand. Even when he told her not the laugh about it, Imogen still coudln’t help it then giggle a lot. Watching him drying himself off while Imogen covered her mouth with both of her hands, seeing him walking over to her bedroom as he threw the towel on the bed and letted his clothes dry over the heater. Still giggling when Imogen’s eyes caught his underwear again, feeling him pulling her closer whenever his arms snaked around her waist. If Imogen was still the insecure from back them, from the first day they met, she had no idea what to do. He was her first, he took the card along with him. Which, Imogen was proud to say her boyfriend was quite famous, and that he had choosen her out of anyone. ‘’Hhhm, kinda. But there has always be a question in the back of my mind.’’ Imogen started. ‘’Why me, why you could have any girl you want?’’ The girl spoke curiously. ‘’I’m curious.’’

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Jamael poked her side when she laughed and looked at her “I said don’t laugh” he whined and grinned. “Alright I’ll answer the question but then we’ll continue” he said and softly kissed her neck, before he leaned back again and looked in her eyes. “I wanted you because you took me for who I am. You knew I was kinda famous but you never really cared about it. You supported me and helped me, and I’m really thankful for that. You love me for me and not for the money or the fame” he admitted quietly and chewed on his lip. “You know I have problems with trusting people. I don’t know if they only want to be friends with me because of my money and fame or for me and with you I know that you want me for me” Jamael said and smiled a bit. “I love you”

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Nodding softly, Imogen was so curious about why he had picked her out of all the girls who were there meeting him at his meet and greet. The day before they met, the girl was just a normal fan of his. Being completely enamoured with how he was in genuine. How he acted and how he had put his heart into his songs. Jamael was different from the other guys, he had something that got Imogen so attached to him from the first time she had laid her eyes on him. Cupping his cheeks, Imogen stroked them softly. "You were just so different and.. you got that something that got me so attached to you from day one. " Imogen spoke, "Do you know how lucky I am? Look at how many girls want you and that they cry their eyes out when they finally meet you.." The girl confessed, nuzzling their noses together, copying his pouty smile. "I love you more." But Imogen couldn't help herself then kissing him, starting off lovingly and passionate.

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When she already dried his hair, Jamael laughed and slowly took off his shirt and pants, only standing in front of his wife in his underwear, which was really embarrassing cause there were small turtles on it. “Don’t laugh alright” he said and grinned, drying his body and hair until he was completely dry. Jamael walked over to the bedroom and threw the towel on the ground, his clothes he hung over the heater and walked over to Imogen, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her closer “We’re just made for each other. A reason why god wanted us to get married” he said and kissed her softly. “Wanna continue what we started in the dressing room?”

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‘’Oh my gosh.. Jamael?  — Really? Turtles? ’’ Imogen really genuinly did to try her best to hold her laugh inside, covering her smile which was curling onto her lips with her left hand. Even when he told her not the laugh about it, Imogen still coudln’t help it then giggle a lot. Watching him drying himself off while Imogen covered her mouth with both of her hands, seeing him walking over to her bedroom as he threw the towel on the bed and letted his clothes dry over the heater. Still giggling when Imogen’s eyes caught his underwear again, feeling him pulling her closer whenever his arms snaked around her waist. If Imogen was still the insecure from back them, from the first day they met, she had no idea what to do. He was her first, he took the card along with him. Which, Imogen was proud to say her boyfriend was quite famous, and that he had choosen her out of anyone. ‘’Hhhm, kinda. But there has always be a question in the back of my mind.’’ Imogen started. ‘’Why me, why you could have any girl you want?’’ The girl spoke curiously. ‘’I’m curious.’’

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Jamael cupped her cheeks when she pulled him closer and smiled happily, he loved it when she did that. The male dropped his hands and wrapped his arms around her neck, softly kissing her forehead, before he looked in her eyes and grinned to her last words “Aw my girl wants to kick her ass? Go ahead she threatened me” he said with a small laugh and pulled away from her “Would you mind me taking off my clothes and get a towel? I’m soaking wet and I really don’t wanna get sick” he explained to her and laughed shortly.

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‘’Good, good.. — Cause I’m not letting her get away with this, this easily. ‘’ Imogen giggled, resting her hands when Jamael snaked his arms around her neck. His eyes were like this beautiful color blueish/greenish color which was the very first thing Imogen had fallen in love with. His eyes were always glowing when he was around her, and with that the girl knew he was happy. ‘’Of course, baby. Just wait here.’’ The pink haired girl smiled, quickly getting a towel out of her bathroom, quickly already drying his hair. ‘’Your hair looks quite funny.’’ Imogen giggled, ‘’No joking,’’ the girl spoke, her accent a bit thicker then normal, meaning it was soon that she was getting exhausted. ‘’Your hair looks amazing, fits perfeclty with me and my crazy haircolors.’’ She spoke, handing over the towel as Imogen sat down onto the kitchen table, watching him drying himself off. ‘’You’re just made for me.’’

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It was a heart breaking moment to wait for her to finally speak again, but when she did, a weak smile appeared on his lips. “I make you love me again, Imogen” he whispered and carefully caressed her cheek, before he let his hand fall and chewed on his lip. Slowly, he got down on his knees and took both of her hands in his own “Imogen Ferguson. You own my heart, you’re the only one who’ll ever own it. I would never do anything that hurts you, I would hurt myself because seeing you like this is like a knife right through my heart. I want to see you happy, want to see you smile again, hear your beauiful laugh again .. I want you to love me again” he whispered the last part and kissed her hands. Jamael knew he made a fool of himself, but only for her he’d do it.

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What a real gentleman Jamael could be, and the things he was doing know really won over her heart. His words, oh gosh, he left goosebumps covering her body. The way his fingertips stroked of her features, but the moment he got down on his knees, it took her back to their engagement. On this exact moment, Imogen just wanted to walk back into the hotelroom and put her rings back on. He spoke it like a vow, taking her back to their wedding. That small pouty smile curling onto her lips, her index finger bring his chin up, pulling him along up with him. ‘’Okay, okay. You got me.’’ Imogen whispered, taking him back with her into her hotelroom, enough room for the both of them. Quickly putting her rings back on when her eyes locked onto his face. ‘’I never stopped.’’

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When Imogen pulled him inside, a happy smile covered his lips, which faded a bit when he saw that she put her rings back on “You took them off?” he asked and looked at her, before he bit down on his lip and looked at her neck, taking the small charm in his fingers. “I’m glad you still wear this” Jamael whispered and kissed her softly, wrapping his arms around her waist. “You know that I sometimes act like an idiot, but I swear to you that there’s nothing between me and this fan, nothing!” he told her and rested his forehead against her’s.

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“Just because I didn’t knew if I should believe myself or you, but it feels better to have them back on. ” Imogen confessed, seeing that Jamael took the small charm between his fingers. “You told me to never take this off, so I didn’t.” But then in mid-sentece, Imogen felt his lips upon hers, hands resting on both sides of his waist, digging into his sides. Nuzzling her noes against his, their foreheads resting on each other. Imogen couldn’t help it then pulling him closer to her, still, the girl was on her mind. But Imogen just descided to leave it, Jamael was honest, at least that’s what the pink haired got out of their relationship. Pulling back, Imogen locked her eyes on his taking one hand up to stroke his features. “You’re my idiot. And no worries, just let me kick her ass and we’ll be fine.”

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@thisisimogen: i know that i’m only 19 years old and that i have a whole life infront of me. but you know what? i’m so incredibly happy to spend the rest of my life and the rest of the upcoming years with @jamaelofficial. really am the most luckiest girl in the world. <3 💕

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It was a heart breaking moment to wait for her to finally speak again, but when she did, a weak smile appeared on his lips. “I make you love me again, Imogen” he whispered and carefully caressed her cheek, before he let his hand fall and chewed on his lip. Slowly, he got down on his knees and took both of her hands in his own “Imogen Ferguson. You own my heart, you’re the only one who’ll ever own it. I would never do anything that hurts you, I would hurt myself because seeing you like this is like a knife right through my heart. I want to see you happy, want to see you smile again, hear your beauiful laugh again .. I want you to love me again” he whispered the last part and kissed her hands. Jamael knew he made a fool of himself, but only for her he’d do it.

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What a real gentleman Jamael could be, and the things he was doing know really won over her heart. His words, oh gosh, he left goosebumps covering her body. The way his fingertips stroked of her features, but the moment he got down on his knees, it took her back to their engagement. On this exact moment, Imogen just wanted to walk back into the hotelroom and put her rings back on. He spoke it like a vow, taking her back to their wedding. That small pouty smile curling onto her lips, her index finger bring his chin up, pulling him along up with him. ‘’Okay, okay. You got me.’’ Imogen whispered, taking him back with her into her hotelroom, enough room for the both of them. Quickly putting her rings back on when her eyes locked onto his face. ‘’I never stopped.’’

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When the door finally opened, the male looked at his wife and sighed out “I want you. I want to talk to you. I want you back Imogen. No matter how long I have to sit here, no matter how often I have to walk through this fucking rain and no matter how far I’ll fly over to get to you. I fucking love you so much Imogen Ferguson. You are the only one I want .. you’re the only one I want” he told her and looked in her eyes, running a hand through his wet hair.

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So many thoughts were entering in her mind, Imogen wanted to forgive him, really. But the way how hurt she was, the damn doubt was back. It was such a hard thing, guessing this was the real moment Imogen has ever been heart broken. Why are some guys like this? Jamael wasn’t one of them, at least, that is what the female thought. He looked terrible, not in such a mean way, just his facial expressions, could read the sadness written all over his face. His clothes sticking to his body, his hair one big mess and some parts sticking to his face. Jamael knew ho to reach her heart, like he did now. He knew that Imogen already had a wall wrapped all the way around her heart, and he knew so well he was the only one who could break through. ‘’Jamael..’’ Imogen whispered. ‘’What are you doing to me..’’

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Jamael walked the long way to her hotel, not wanting to meet any fans or any paparazzi, but he was sure he would meet them at the front doors, sadly he had not bodyguard with him so he couldn’t get in from behind. After thirty minutes he finally arrived at the hotel, his clothes were wet, his hair was a whole mess, but he didn’t cared he just wanted to see her, couldn’t leave her on her own like this. “Which room is Imogen Ferguson?” he asked the young lady behind the desk and thanked her when she told him the number, quickly taking the elevator up in the 12th floor. There he walked to her room and knocked, knocked again, each time harder. The tears already have stopped but he still could taste them on his lips.

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Imogen has moved herself from the window frame to the couch, has wrapped her arms around her waist while her laptop was being settled on the table infront of her, watching some episodes of Pretty Little Liars, almost finished with the third season of it. But when just a good part came, Imogen heard knock on the door. Probably Jamael, who she really didn’t wanted to talk to. Each knock again was harder, which made her stood up, wrapping one arms around her waist and raising a hand through her pink locks. Taking a deep breath, Imogen opened the door. Jamael, clearly was soked wet from the poring rain outside. Not even wearing her ring right now, and that was maybe an eye opener for the both of them. Relaxing herself in the doorway, no one was still up at 12am at night, right? ‘’What do you want?’’ 

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The male felt his heart broke when he heard her words and watched her getting in the car. Jamael watched her drive away, tears falling down his cheeks, he never cried, only because of Imogen. But now he was glad that it rained, no one would see his tears. He stood there a few minutes, until he walked down the street, he heard that the taxi drove to her hotel, so he would walk to her. Jamael didn’t cared about the rain or that he only walked in his shirt and jeans, his hair was already a mess and the clothes sticked on his skin, it rained harder now. The male kept on crying, his heart never hurted this much.

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It seemed like the rain ever pored down harder, luckily enough being dry till Imogen had to walk back to her hotel. Only a five minute drive, but still it was worth the money, not wanting to walk in the poring rain. Paying him after he got to her hotel, Imogen quickly walked through the paparazzi, covering her face until the girl reached the hotel. Quickly fast walking to the elevator, getting to the 12th floor till her room, quickly grabbing her pass out of her bra and opened the door. Slamming the door behind her when the girl broke down in tears, taking of her rings when Imogen placed them on the kitchen table. Trying to catch her breath, but somehow Imogen coudln’t. Quicly changing herself into some grey joggers and a light pink crop top, her belly button cleary showing. Taking off her falsies as Imogen sat in the windowframe, head resting against it while her icy blue orbs captures the rain, wanting to just push the rewind button like it never happened.