《NHL imagines》3. Jack Hughes - Do you not love me anymore?
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hi! back with my third imagine, this time about my fav Devils player! enjoy!❤️
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: umm well it's sad, but it has a good ending, idk how to name that😅
: it's sad and I shed a few tears while writing it, but I might just me oversensitive, so yeah
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Jack's pov:
I'm really worried about Y/n. For the past few weeks she's been distancing herself from me. For example, she always wanted to spend as much time with me as possible, but now, when I text her if I can come over, she just says she's tired and not feeling well. And when we are together, she's just quiet and sad all the time, not the cheerful, nonstop smiling girl I used to know.
I've been thinking what could be wrong. Was it something that I did? I tried to remember so hard if I did something that could possibly hurt her or cause her to act like this, but I couldn't think of anything. I even texted her best friend and asked her if she knows anything about Y/n's weird behaviour, but she told me that she knows just as much as I do.
As I was thinking about different reasons why she could be acting like this, one thing came to my mind.
What if she doesn't love me anymore?
At first, I thought that it can't be, but the more I thought about it, the more sense it made. And by this point I was convinced that it's true. I just needed to hear it from Y/n herself.
So I decided to stop by her house today so we can finally talk it out.
I thought I'd walk there, so I didn't have to face it sooner than I actually had to. I cried the whole way there, preparing to get my heart broken, hoping that maybe I wouldn't have any tears left by the time I got to her house.
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When I arrived at her house, I slowly walked up to her door and took a deep breath, preparing myself for what was about to happen. I quickly thought about all the memories we had together.
All the dates, all the long walks, all the kisses we shared. I remembered how proud I was everytime I managed to make her laugh. How happy I felt in every single moment spent with her.
I should've appreciated this moments more.
I wiped the remaining tears from my eyes and tried to make myself look as presentable as I could before raising my hand and knocking on the door.
I waited for a few seconds before I heard footsteps inside the house and then the door opened and I was facing the girl I was so sure that was the love of my life.
Y/n's pov:
I opened the door and I was very surprised to see a red-eyed Jack standing there.
"Oh my god baby, what happened? Come on, come inside." I said and took his hand to tug him inside and closed the door.
"We need to talk Y/n." I heard him say behind me and I froze. This was it. He finally realised that he'd be better of without me and he's going to break up with me.
'Why are you surprised Y/n? You knew all along this was going to happen' I said to myself as I slowly turned around to face him.
I took in his features for possibly the last time. His soft brown hair that I ran through with my hands more times than I could count. His mesmerising blue eyes that I could never get enough of looking into. His lips, those lips that I kissed so many times and wished that I could just kiss them forever.
"Yeah.. we probably should." I said as I looked down at my feet, knowing that if I looked into his eyes right now it wouldn't take long for me to break into sobs.
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"Do you not love me anymore?"
"What?" I asked him, looking at him with wide eyes.
"You've been avoiding me and distancing yourself from me for the past few weeks Y/n. You never want to come over anymore and you never want me to come over. And you're not happy, I can see that. So just tell me the truth, alright? I can take it. You don't love me anymore and you want to break up with me. Is that right?" while he was talking, tears started to run down his cheeks and I couldn't help but start crying too at the sight of the boy I loved being so broken.
"No! I mean.. Oh my god Jack of course I still love you, why would I EVER want to break up with you? You're the best thing that ever happened to me." I said as the tears continued to escape my eyes.
"Then why have you been avoiding me?"
he asked quietly, looking at me.
I sighed and turn around, running both my hands through my hair.
"It's just.. these girls at school.. they've been saying that I'm so boring, and ugly, and you're too good for me and that one day, you would realise and dump me.. I didn't listen to them at first, but the more I thought about it, the more I realised that they are right, you know? So I thought that maybe if I distanced myself from you, my feelings for you would eventually go away and it wouldn't hurt me as much when you broke up with me. I tried to save myself from getting hurt and instead I hurt both of us. I'm sorry Jack." I finished my confession and when I turned around, Jack was right in front of me. He grabbed my face and gave me the most passionate and loving kiss we've ever shared, as if to show me how much he loves me and how wrong I've been this whole time.
"You should've told me." he whispered after we broke apart and he brought me into a tight hug. I huggeg his torso while my head was laying on his chest and he was running his hand through my hair.
"If you just talked to me about this, we could've avoided this whole situation. Hell, baby I thought I lost you forever. I thought that you don't want to have anything with me. I was so scared. You can't do this to me." he cried and rested his chin on top of my head. "And about what these girls say - don't listen to them Y/n, you know they are just jealous, because they know that no one will ever love them the way that I love you." he added.
"I'm sorry." I mumbled into his chest.
"I'm so so sorry. I love you so much. Please don't ever leave me. I don't know what I would do without you." I said quietly, picking my head up to look into his eyes.
"Never." he said and then kissed me again. "Now what do you say if we go up to your room now and spend the rest of the day cuddling?"
"Yes please." I smiled up at him. He smiled back at me, then swooped me into his arms like a princess and carried me up to my room where we spent the next few hours just holding each other, wanting to never let go.
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sooo what do you think? do you think I should keep writing?
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