Tonight was Jacob’s first concert on his tour and as a celebration you were taking him and a bunch of your guys’ friends out to a club.
You loved, but also hated it, when Jacob drank. He got touchy and affectionate but also over protective. If he sees any guy even make eye contact towards you, he’ll lose his cool. And that’s why you hated when he drank alcohol.
Jacob was sitting on the hotel bed waiting for you to finish getting ready. As usual, you were the last one to finish. “(y/n), babe. Please hurry up. I don’t want to keep them waiting any longer,” Just as Jacob finished his sentence you walked out to reveal your outfit for the night.
Your hair was styled in loose curls and you were wearing a pair of red stilettos with your black bodycon dress. It was Jacob’s favorite piece of clothing you owned, that’s why you chose it. He loved how it made your curves look. Whenever you wore it, he could never take his hands off of you.
“Whoa, (y/n), you look…amazing,” You smiled at his words. You’ve been with Jacob for 3 years and everyday he still managed to make butterflies erupt in your stomach. “Well, hey, now that you’re done let’s get going!”
When you met everybody at the club, you went straight to the bar. Both you and Jacob took celebratory shots, 5 to be exact, and then went straight to the dance floor.
Your body swayed to the beat of the music, slowly grinding against Jacob’s body, “I can’t wait to get back to the room,” Jacob growled in your ear as his hands traveled to your backside, gently squeezing it. You bit your lip, trying to suppress a moan. The two of you danced the night away until you felt your feet start to ache.
"I'll be right back, baby," you whispered as you pressed your lips against his. You made your way to the girls bathroom to fix up your makeup a little bit. You went back to the bar and took a seat on one of the vacant seats and took off your heels, giving your feet a break.
Your eyes scanned the crowd to look for Jacob. A voice interrupted you as they asked, "What's a pretty girl like you sitting here alone?"
You smiled politely at him and replied, "I'm just waiting for someone. You took a quick glance at the guy talking to you. His eyes were a beautiful bright blue and hair blacker than coal. He was one of the most attractive men you ever laid eyes on, next to Jacob of course. The two of you continued talking but you soon felt uncomfortable when you felt his hand settle on your knee. Slowly but surely his hand crept up your thigh. "Please take your hand off of me," you said as you tried to pry it off. The nameless guy only smiled at you and let his hand wander even farther up your thigh. He stopped before he had the chance tp alip it under your dress. You pushed his hand away and told him again to stop, which of course he didn't obey.
"Hey asshole, she told you to stop," Your head snapped towards the direction of the voice. Jacob.
"And you are?" The guy asked finally removing his hand. He got up from his chair and stood in front of Jacob Everything happened so fast that before you knew it, Jacob yelled "her boyfriend, you scumbag!" and punched him straight in the jaw. The guy stumbled back which gave you and Jacob enough time to sprint off towards his car. Jacobs knuckles were painted white as he gripped the steering wheel. You could tell he was raging of anger and frankly, you were scared to even look at him. You didn't want to make him even more mad by saying anything wrong.
"Babe..." you whispered as you placed your hand on top of his on the gear stick, "Please talk to me," you felt his hand relax against yours.
"I just need some time, (y/n)," Jacob pulled into the driveway just as he finished talking. There was no chance for you to respond before he got out of the car and stormed off into the shared house. You let out a shaky breath as you climbed out. The cool summer air hit your body as you slowly made your way up to the front door. You felt a tear spill over your eye as tonight's event ran through your mind. You felt like you betrayed Jacob. You felt like you let him down, but you didn't. You tried to make him stop, but he wouldn't.
You walked inside, quietly, and made your way up the stairs to the bedroom. When you pushed the door open, you saw Jacob laying on his stomach with his face buried in the pillow. You could tell by the way he was breathing that he was already asleep. You grabbed a pair of sweatpants and one of Jacob's tee's and walked out of the room, shutting the door behind you.
After you changed into the comfy clothes you made your way into the backyard and laid on the hammock. Whenever you needed some time to yourself, you always came out here. It was the only thing that could calm you down. You didn't realize how long you were out there for until you heard the back door open. "(Y/n)? What are you doing out here?" You didn't answer Jacob, you didn't even acknowledge him. He wanted space, so you're giving him space. Jacob let out a short breath of air as he closed the door behind him. Soon enough you felt his presence behind you. “(Y/N), babe…You know I lo-“
You cut him off, “No, Jacob. Don’t tell me you’re not mad at me, storm off into the house without giving me any time to talk, and then tell me you love me. Don’t do that to me, not right now,” You felt a tear stain your cheek. The night was quiet as neither of you spoke a word.
“Seeing the way he was touching you, the way he was looking at you, it just- it just disgusted me. He looked at you like you were a game, like another point for his game and for a second there, I thought you were going to-“ Jacob said. You felt your breath hitch in your throat.
“Don’t you dare finish that sentence, Jacob. Don’t ever think for a second that I would chose him over you, let alone hook up with some pig over you, my boyfriend. Jacob, I love you, not that asshole. I chose you,” The tears spilled over when your eyes met his. He looked so fragile, so broken, so scared. That’s because he was scared. He was scared of losing you. He was scared that you were going to wake up and realize that you could do better than him, that you would find someone who treats you better, who loves your better than him. “Jacob, please, listen to me. I love you so much. My god I wake up every morning smiling because I get to spend my days with you. You make me so incredibly happy, Jacob. Do you know that? You make me so happy to the point that I can’t see myself being any happier with someone else, especially not that guy. Don’t ever think I would cheat on you, or leave you, or do anything that would hurt you because hurting you is the one and only thing I will never do to you,”
There was a moment of silence before Jacob pulled your face to his and kissed you. You could taste the love and passion on his tongue. “Marry me,” Jacob said as he pulled away. The smile on your face soon faded as you tried to process what was just said.
“W-what?” You asked as you stood up and walked a few feet away from Jacob. Is this really happening?
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