#jake fitzgerald

Angelina’s POV

“Jake, you’re never around, what am I supposed to think?!”

We had been fighting like this since he started hanging more around Brooke; it didn’t start this bad in the beginning but the more Jake ditched me for Brooke, the more we fought. Jake had been ditching me to go to take care of Brooke, more so since she started staying in his house; I just started to believe with the amount of time he spent with her than me, that he didn’t care for or love me like I did him. He had tried to explain to me that he was still my friend but I told him that he’d changed so much; he doesn’t even act like a friend.

“Ange, how could you say that? I care about you, you know that.” He tried stepping closer but I took a step back, stopping him in his tracks, “Like I said, you’re never around and even when you, it’s only for a minute before Brooke is calling you and you leave yet again. I’m just sick of it; having you ditch me like this makes me feel like I’m not even worth your time.” I could feel the tears forming in my eyes and when I looked up at Jake, the tears were starting to fall.

I looked right into his eyes when I spoke again, “And the worst part is,” I said with a sigh, “I was going to tell you that I’ve been in love with since the first grade.” I sniffled as I wiped a stray tear from my face, “But now…now I realize you don’t deserve me as a girlfriend…or a friend.” He stepped forward, “Ange, please…” He tried to reach out to me but I cowered back, his hand retracting back to his side. I looked down at my feet as the tears started to fall more, “Jake, I think…I think you should leave.” He sighed and nodded, walking right out the door without another word. After I heard his truck drive away, I broke down, letting the loud sobs I’d been holding back out as I balled up on the couch. I wanted to call him back and apologize but I just needed time.

Later that afternoon, I could hear the rain falling pretty hard; I knew that Jake was heading home, which was far from here. Even after everything earlier, I picked up my phone and called him, just to make sure he was okay. After three rings, he answered, “Hello?” I could hear his voice crack, “Jake, it’s me. Uh, I just wanted to make sure you’re okay since it’s raining really bad outside. I don’t want you to get hurt.” I could hear his breathing getting heavy, “I’m fine…and I’m not losing you.”

I pushed my hair out of my face, “What?” I heard him take a deep breath over the phone, “I said I’m not losing you. Angelina, I love you and I’m not gonna leave you, ever.” I started crying and smiling at the same time, knowing that he truly loved me the way I loved him, “Where, where are you?” He laughed lightly, “I just passed our park.” I smiled, remembering the times we had there, including the day we first met. “I love you, Jake.” “I love-oh shit!”

I heard the phone drop, followed by Jake’s screaming and a loud crashing sound. “Jake!” I frantically put some shoes on and bolted out of my house. The park was like three streets away but I didn’t care as I ran the whole way there. By the time I got there, I saw Jake’s truck on its side with the driver’s side crushed and pried open from the firefighters. The sound of talking brought me out of my daze; I could see paramedics lifting Jake onto a stretcher and I felt my heart sink.

I ran up to them but the police stopped me, “Please, step back ma'am.” I tried to move around them, one of the officers held his grip around my waist, but it wasn’t going to stop me from trying to move around them. “Let me through! Please, I’m his girlfriend!” He gave me a skeptical look so I pulled out my phone, showing him a picture of me and Jake from the day we met. He sighed and let me through.

I ran to the stretcher and gasped at what I saw; Jake had a deep gash on his forehead, multiple cuts on both arms and a black eye. As the paramedics put him in the ambulance, they asked if I wanted to come along and I accepted. I held his hand the entire ride, fearing that if I let go, I’d lose him. When we got to the hospital, the doctors told me that he had a concussion and would definitely need stitches. They also said he dislocated his shoulder and broke his leg. They wouldn’t let me go with him and told me to just wait.

I decided to call his mother and let her know what happened; she was in hysterics and said she wouldn’t be able to get here until tomorrow because of the storm. I told her I’d stay with Jake until she got here. Hours later, the doctors told me that Jake was all stitched up but was still unconscious. I went into his room and covered my mouth; he looked so broken and it was all my fault. I slowly walked over to his bed and pulled up a chair next to him, sitting down. I reached for his hand and began to talk to him, hoping to wake him, “Hey Jake, um…I’m so sorry for everything I said earlier, I didn’t mean it.” I stood from the chair and leaned closer to him, brushing his hair out of his face, “You’re the greatest friend I’ve ever had and I just hope you know that.”

I started crying and some of my tears fell on him, “I d-do you love you, Jake, and I wanted to…to tell you but I didn’t know how and, and then you started hanging out more with Brooke which made things more complicated. I just wish you’d wake up, please wake up. I need you.” I rested my head on his chest and whispered, “I love you.” Seconds later, I felt him squeeze my hand, “I love you too.” I sat up immediately and smiled at him, “Oh my god! You’re awake!” I hugged him but he cringed, still in pain, “Sorry, sorry.” He smiled back, speaking with a raspy voice, “It’s okay.” I smiled at him as I wiped the tears from my face, sitting back down. “Did you really mean what you said?”

I looked up at him with wide eyes, “You heard that?” He shook his head, “Not exactly, it was almost like I saw it.” I looked at him with a confused look on my face, “You mean like you were dead or something?” He chuckled, “I think you would know if I was dead, Ange.” I laughed as he just shrugged, “I don’t know how to explain it but after hearing you say that you loved me I just woke up.” I leaned forward to brush the hair from his face, “Well, I do love you but you were hanging around Brooke so much that I never got to tell you.” He reached up and wiped the lingering tears away, “I was only with her so much because I didn’t know how to act around you with the feelings I had for you.” I was surprised because all the times we spent together he never once hinted that he liked me.

His hand was still on my face and then moved down to my chin, pulling me closer to him. Our lips were so close but then the door open, making Jake and I pull away from each other. Brooke came in with a relieved look on her face, “Thank god. Jake, you actually had me worried.” I could feel Jake’s eyes on me but I was avoiding his gaze. “Well, to have you all worried over me is flattering to say the least. Brooke, how did you know I was here?” She scoffed as she walked to the other side of him, “Your mom called, obviously.” She took a seat on the other side of him, taking his hand in her own. I was so frustrated with Brooke being here, I could barely stand to be in the same room as her. I stood up from my chair and tried to put on my best smile, “Uh, well, I’m in the mood for some coffee. Brooke, do you want some? I can bring you a cup.”

She just shook her head and smiled like nothing was wrong, “No, I’m fine. Thanks, Angie.” I smiled and just left the room, holding in the tears that threatened to fall. While I was getting a coffee for myself, I could help but think about how Jake told me he felt the same way about me and how close I was to kiss Jake. Brooke was a really nice person to me and I had nothing against, I just didn’t get how she was able to grab Jake’s attention without even doing anything. I grabbed my coffee and just brushed it off, knowing that I wouldn’t be anything like Brooke.

I got back to Jake’s room and was surprised to find Brooke was gone. Jake had a smile on his face as I walked over to the chair and sat down, “What happened to Brooke?” He continued smiling, “I told her that you were capable of taking care of me and that she could leave.” I was confused, I thought that he would’ve wanted Brooke to stay with him, “Why’d you tell her to leave?” Jake just scoffed, “The girl I’ve had feelings for since I can even remember told me she loved me and she doesn’t even want a moment alone with me? Maybe I should’ve been more obvious about my feelings then.”

He laughed and I couldn’t help but laugh along with him, letting my head fall into my hand, “God, I am totally stupid.” I felt Jake’s hand grab my own, making me look up at him. I saw that Jake was sitting up and I could tell he was in pain. I stood up and gently got him to lean back, “You seriously need to not move because you’re already broken and you don’t need to be any more broken.” He wrapped his hand around mine that was on his chest and smiled up at me, “You always take good care of me.” I smiled back at him, “Of course, I’d be a crappy friend if I didn’t.”

He sighed, “Just a friend?” I looked into his eyes and smiled lightly, “I hope not.” He smiled and used his other hand to gently grab my chin and pull my face closer to his. “Good.” He said against my lips before placing his lips on my own and I swore I saw fireworks. When we pulled away there was a smile on both our faces. I carefully laid down next to him as he placed his good arm around my shoulders, “You wanna know something, Ange?” I looked up at him and nodded, “What?” He kissed the top of my head, “The reason I woke up was because of you.” I looked up at him and scoffed, “What are you talking about?” He shrugged, “I heard your voice and, I don’t know, I just woke up. You’re my personal angel, Ange, and I don’t know what I’d do without you. I love you.” I smiled and snuggled close to him. “I love you too.”

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Published September 28, 2015. Do not repost, copy, edit, translate etc. All Rights Reserved © fandomficficticn

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