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So sorry I didn’t post yesterday! I had the craziest weekend and even though I already had it in a draft I just didn’t even have the time and energy to come here and post it. I fell asleep as soon as I got home. But here it is now!
Request: I love your writing! Specially your imagines about jack j he is my fav, my request is where y/n is a youtuber and is quite known. And she is dating jj but they keep on fighting because they are both very busy and and they cant see each other and jack j gets effected by the hate comments the fans say to y/n about her being with him to gain followers. He starts doubting it and says are u with me for me or for the followers? And they fight really bad and makeup after x LOVE YOU
I scroll through the comments on my newest video which is about a shopping haul and I’m really trying to only focus on the positive comments, but… the hate is much stronger this time. I know it is because this past week I’ve been out and about with Jack even more and people don’t seem to tolerate our relationship even though we’ve been together for more than half a year now. I’m being called a fame whore and a slut in every second comment and it has been going like this for months now. Ever since we made our relationship official in the public. Neither of us thought we would receive so much backlash, but it happened and now I’m just learning to cope with it.
I shut my laptop down knowing an article will be up somewhere in no time talking about my pathetic attempt to gain fame through my alleged boyfriend. Nice, right?
I go to the kitchen to eat all the icecream I can find in my fridge when my phone buzzes. It’s a message from Jack.
From so little I can’t tell why he is coming. Did I say something upsetting in my video? Don’t think so, I only talked about clothes and didn’t even mention him or our relationship. Is he coming to cheer me up? Maybe, I don’t know. We’ve argued so much in the past two months since he is always away and we can barely meet and in addition, people seem to hate the thought of us together. These are not the best conditions to a relationship.
I type a quick okay and then settle on my couch with the icecream, listening to some relaxing music. This is something I’ve been doing a lot. Eating while listening to music and just ignoring the world. It calms my nerves.
Soon enough, Jack arrives and he lets himself in with the keys I gave her a few weeks ago. We spend a lot of time at each other’s place so it was kind of essential to change keys.
“Hey babe,” he greets me leaning down for a kiss.
“How are you?”
“Okay,” I shrug my shoulder stuffing the spoon into my mouth once more.
“Saw your new video, I like the red dress, when can I see that in person?” he asks smiling as he sits down on the couch.
“If you take out for dinner sometime soon maybe,” I smile at him tiredly. He scoots closer and starts massaging the back of my neck. His fingers work magic and I feel my muscles relax under his touch. “Oh this feels nice,” I moan with my eyes closed.
“You read the comments, didn’t you?”
“I did,” I admit looking at him. “I just couldn’t resist.”
“We agreed we would skip doing that.” He caresses my cheek as I shrug my shoulders. “I read them too to be honest.”
“They are awful. I just wish they would stop caring about the reason why we are together.”
“A reason? Is there a reason why we are together?” he asks with an awkward chuckle.
“You know what I meant.” I wave in dismiss, but apparently, Jack caught on this one fast.
“Was this a Freudian slip of the tongue? There is a reason why we are together other than loving each other?”
“That is the reason, Jack. Don’t act up, please.” I’m really not having this conversation right now, I’ve had enough negativity for the day and I don’t need it from my own boyfriend too.
“I’m not acting up, I’m just trying to have a conversation which you are totally ignoring.”
“I’m not ignoring! I’m just… delaying this shit,” I growl rolling my eyes.
“This shit? So our relationship to you is shit?”
“Oh for fuck’s sake, that’s not what I meant!”
“Whatever,” he mumbles jumping to his feet and going to the kitchen. I close my eyes as I feel myself getting annoyed. This is really the last thing I need right now. I stand up and go after him.
“Don’t whatever me. What is your problem right now exactly?” I put my hands to my hips staring at him as he pours himself a glass of water and leans against the kitchen counter.
“I can’t, because I don’t even know what it is!” I raise my voice. I feel like I’m talking to a child right now and my anger is really building up.
“Are you with me for the fame?” he suddenly snaps hitting the glass down at the counter and I’m surprised it didn’t break. I stare at him with my mouth hanging open and I just don’t want to believe he actually said that. “I-I just… So many people are talking about it, maybe I’m doubting it too.”
“Then fuck you, Jack.” I say as calmly as possible as I turn around and try to walk away from you, but unfortunately, this is my place and he should be the one leaving. But he grabs my wrist and pulls me back.
“Don’t walk away, we have to talk!”
“I’m not talking about something so nonsense that I can’t even believe you even brought it up!” I shout at him as I can’t hold myself back anymore.
“I’m sorry if I doubt myself when you refuse to talk about it. If the answer to my question is so obvious and easy why can’t you just say it?”
“Because it hurts me that you even thought about it!”
“Why are you so defensive? Just tell me the answer!”
“I’m defensive because apparently I did many things wrong in our relationship if you are questioning my intentions. I’m with you because I love you and because you don’t see my videos in me, you don’t see the perfect girl from YouTube who seems to know everything and gives advice when in real life I have no idea what the fuck I’m doing!” I’m shouting from the top of my lungs and when I’m not speaking I’m panting to get enough oxygen into my lungs. But then I continue. “I get so much shit because I’m with you, it’s so fucking hard on me and I was expecting you to be my rock, to stand by me! But you are one of them. We fought so much lately but I was never expecting this from you.” I lower my voice once the tears start rolling down on my face. “I took a lot of shit for us and gave up on the chance to be able to scroll through the internet without getting offended, and then you did this to me. Why Jack? Why?” I cry out.
He rushes over to me when I break down and holds me in his arms. I try to push him away, but he is stronger than me and keeps me close. I give up after a while and just cry into his chest while he doesn’t say a word. We stay like this for a long time, until I stop crying and I can finally breathe properly.
“I’m sorry baby. I don’t know what has gotten into me. I didn’t mean to upset you, baby.”
“Please don’t ask me that ever again,” I whisper shaking my head.
“I won’t. I promise I won’t. I’m sorry I doubted you. I think I just miss the times when it has been only just the two of us.”
I don’t say anything, just hug his waist tightly and listen to his steady breathing.
“I have an idea.” He says pushing me away a bit so he can look at my messed up face. I’m sure my eyes are puffy, my cheeks are red and soaking wet, I can’t be a pleasant look.
“Why don’t we take the weekend out for ourselves? No internet, no social media, no comments, no nothing. We can eat pizza and watch movies all day, anything we want.”
I smile at him faintly. This is all I want and need right now.
“Good. I love you baby. Sorry for upsetting you,” he says kissing my forehead.
“I love you too. But if you ever pull that shit on me again I’m gonna kill you.”
He chuckles at me kissing my cheek gently.
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