Iâve been thinking ~ J.A.
A/N: I WROTE SOME ANGST FOR YâALLSO BUCKLE THE FUCK UP (pls keep in my mind I'm new to this and have no fucking clue what Iâm doing) PLEASE DONâT KILL ME BECAUSE OF THE ENDING I MIGHT DO A PART 2 IF YOU GUYS REALLY WANT IT IDK LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK. keep in mind this is fictional and I donât know anything about Jack. THANKS AGAIN TO MY GIRLIE @nightsspentthinking for proofreading, youâre the best ily
REQUESTED? : @horan-laurie requested a jack imagine so Iâm here to deliver. Hope you like it, love! Â (blame everyone that told me to make it angst instead of fluff if youâre not okay after reading this)
SUMMARY: Â Your 1 year anniversary with your boyfriend Jack is coming up and you couldnât be happier about it until you get some shocking news and things go horribly wrong and someone gets hurt.
It was a rainy day in November and you were sitting in front of your fireplace with a big mug of coffee and your favorite book that you had read a billion times, but still made you smile like it did the first time. Your phone buzzed and you saw it was a text from your boyfriend Jack. You and Jack had been together for quite a while, and your one year anniversary was actually coming up really soon, two days to be exact. You had already taken the day off from work to go surprise Jack on your anniversary and take him out to dinner. You were so stoked to take him to his favorite restaurant and just spend time with him. Excited to see what Jack had to say you unlock your phone and go look at the message. âHey Y/N can you come over?â it read. Eager to see your favorite person in the world, you immediately text back that youâll be over in 20 minutes and after that, you run upstairs to change out of your sweats into something cute. Once you throw on something you think looks somewhat decent and cute you grab your bag and get into the car.
When you get to the house and ring the doorbell Jack opens the door and greets you, but something was off. He seemed distant unlike usual. You had to admit it upset you a little but you shake it off thinking he might just be having a bad day. After about 30 minutes of talking, he still seems a little distant and you canât take it any longer. âJack, are you okay? You seem kind of out of it.â He looks up at you and swallows hard. âIâve actually been meaning to talk to you about somethingâ. Suddenly you get very anxious, a million thoughts and scenarios going through your mind and your heart sank to your stomach. He has never been this serious and you had no idea what he could possibly want to talk about. You take a deep breath and look him straight in the eyes âYou know you can tell me anything right? Iâm always here for youâ. You give him a sympathetic smile but he can read the concern in your eyes. âYou might want to sit down for this Y/Nâ. You have a feeling where the conversation might go but you pray itâll turn out to be about something else. All you manage to get out is a whispered âokayâ before sitting down next to Jack on the couch.
âOkay so uhâŚwe need to talkâ he says as he looks down at the floor. You feel the world around you crumble as you start realizing that in fact, what you were afraid of was happening. âWe need to talkâ is not a sentence that ends well you think to yourself. You rub the back of your neck a little with your right hand and sigh. âGo on Jack, just say it. Donât beat around the bushâ. He shuffles and he finally makes eye contact. He takes a deep breath and tries to grab your hand, but you pull away scared of what heâs about to tell you. âIâve been thinking this over and thisâŚthis was never going to work outâ. You feel your eyes burn and you fight the urge to cry, you were not going to let him see you cry. You put your head in your hands for a second, trying to think of a response. When you finally do speak up all you can say is: âHow long have you felt this way?âÂ
He stays quiet for a while but when he breaks the silence all he says is: âabout a monthâ. You can practically hear your fragile heart shatter into a million pieces, but you try to hold your head up high. âI thought things were going greatâ is all you managed to get out. âYou canât tell me that you havenât thought about it too Y/N.â Your puzzled expression at his words quickly turns into an angry one. âWhat is that supposed to mean?â âOh come on we barely see each other anymore, itâs just not gonna last and you know itâ. Offended by his words you snap back, âYou and I both know we donât see each other because of the tour. Iâve tried calling you every night but youâre just super busy all of the time and Iâve accepted that youâre doing your thing and chasing your dream, so donât you dare pin this on me, Averyâ. âListen, I never meant to hurt you and Iâm not pinning this on you, donât make me out to be the bad guyâ. âI just donât understand Jack, I gave you everythingâ you exclaim fighting the tears. âI just feel like weâve grown apartâ he looks down not wanting to face you. âWhy did you have to wait 2 days before our anniversary to tell me this huh why didnât you do it a month ago?â âItâs not that easy Y/Nâ. You feel your fists clench âwhy is it not that easy Jack? I loved you and you couldnât even be honest with me about your feelings, only to tear me apart two days before our fucking anniversaryâ while you exclaimed the last few words your voice cracked, you didnât want to cry because you were too damn prideful to give into it, but it was getting harder and harder. âWell, what did you expect? Did you think I would tell you the instant I thought about it? I didnât want to feel like this but I doâ he almost yells at you. âI just donât understand how you can keep up the whole charade, making me think we were fine while you wanted to break up with me and I was head over heels for you?â You look down not wanting to look at him in fear of crying if you do. âWell, what do you want me to say? do you want me to lie and say I still love you?â. That comment hit you hard, it was like a stab in the back. âFine weâre done, I hate you, Jack Avery. I never want to see you againâ you grab your stuff and storm out, not wanting to hear what the curly haired boy had to say. You slam the front door before getting in your car and blasting the radio at 100% volume. With that, you drive off into the night.Â
Your vision starts to blur from the tears, theyâre not even sad tears at this point, youâre just angry. Angry that you didnât realize how Jack felt, that he had been distant for much longer and most importantly for letting him break your heart. At this point, you had begun sobbing and in the split second it took you to wipe your tears away, it was already too late. You hadnât realized that while crying you had slightly swerved into the next lane and before you can react to the honking and headlights coming closer to you, everything becomes a blur and then it happens you crash into the other vehicle and everything goes black. You can still vaguely hear a voice yell at you in the distance âare you okay? Iâm going to call 911 stay with me pleaseâ. You want to respond but youâre unable to, after a while you hear the sirens of the ambulance and they break open your car to get you out. âMa'am? Are you still with us?â You hear one of the paramedics say but youâre still not able to respond. Itâs like youâre trapped, your vision is blurred and you canât speak but you can still hear voices in the distance. âYou hear one of the paramedics say something along the lines of âcall her emergency contactâ to someone.  "Jackâ you think. You try to focus on what the paramedic is saying but you canât quite catch everything. âGood evening sir, this is Robert Hale Iâm a paramedic and Iâm calling about an accident that has happenedâŚyouâre the emergency contact for the victim miss Y/L/N sheâs in a very bad stateâ you canât hear the rest of the conversation but you did hear the last sentence, you werenât able to respond in any way but for some reason you still felt a tear roll down your cheek as you heard the paramedic say what would be the last thing you heard before blacking out completely: âokay well you have the address of the hospital if you change your mind, sirâ.Â
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