maroon 5 she will be loved

anonymous asked:

songs that remind me of rucas :))) say you won't let go - james arthur can't help falling in love - haley reinhart thinking out loud - ed sheeran she's everything - brad paisley rules of beautiful - jacob whitesides hold on honey - jacob whitesides all of me - john legend can i have this dance - high school musical cast she will be loved - maroon 5 die a happy man - thomas rhett some type of love - charlie puth dangerously - charlie puth i hope this helps!!! :)))


[[ Request: A Jax imagine based on “This Love” by Maroon 5 ]] - this one was fun to write!! thanks for the request 💕😘

“I don’t know what to do, Ope.” Jax sighed and shook his head. “I’ve never met anyone like her before.”

“She sounds like more trouble than she’s worth,” Opie replied, taking a sip of the beer in his hand. “I’ve never seen you this torn up over a chick, man.”

Jax looked down at the bar. “That’s the thing.” He looked back up at Opie. “She’s not just some chick anymore.” 

The two men sat in silence for a few moments, both of them losing themselves in their own thoughts, before Jax spoke again.

“It was just supposed to be sex, you know,” Jax shook his head, “No strings attached. She doesn’t want anything more. She’s said it a hundred times.” He chewed on his lip, wondering if he should even utter the words that were dancing through his mind. He was afraid that speaking them aloud would make them more real. “I’m in love with her, man,” he finally admitted.

Opie already knew. He could tell weeks ago that Jax had fallen for you. The way he looked at you, the way he talked about you when you weren’t around. It had made it so obvious. Opie let out a short laugh and shook his head. “That love’s gonna kill you, bro.”

Jax nodded his head and tipped his beer back. He slammed the empty bottle down onto the bar. “I know.” 


Jax awoke to a sound that had become all too familiar to him. He didn’t have to roll over to see who it was stumbling through his doorway at four in the morning. He already knew it was you, and he knew exactly why you were here. His heart broke a little more every time you showed up at his doorstep and left as soon as you got what you wanted, but he couldn’t bring himself to end it. He loved you. It was simple as that. And he didn’t want to lose you.

“Jax,” you whispered, crawling into the bed beside him. You tugged on his arm, and he rolled over to face you. “Hey,” you slurred as he looked up at you, a sleepy smile spread across his lips. Your breath reeked of alcohol, and Jax wondered where you had been all night. He didn’t dare ask. 

“Hey,” he whispered. He lifted a hand to brush a strand of your hair behind your ear. “What are you doing here so late?” 

Truthfully, Jax already knew the answer to that question. In the six months you and Jax had been hooking up, he had learned that your seemingly unpredictable and reckless behavior typically followed the same pattern. You would ignore his calls and texts for days, then you go out drinking with only God knows who and turn up at Jax’s place somewhere between the hours of one and five AM. It happened so frequently he had come to expect it. He didn’t know what you were doing or who you were with the majority of the time. He just knew you always ended up back in his bed. 

Your relationship with Jax was based on sex and sex alone. You promised each other there would be no feelings involved, no expectations, no strings attached. Your communication was limited to “come over” texts and calls. That was it. There was supposed to be nothing beyond that. Jax had agreed without hesitation. You were beautiful and exciting. You kept him on his toes, and he couldn’t enough of you. He never thought he would actually fall for you. Somewhere along the way, the lines had blurred. Jax found himself wanting to call you during the day just to see how you were. He wanted to hold you in his arms every night, not just the nights you drunkenly showed up at his place. He wanted something more with you than what he had. He wanted you in every way, no longer just the physical. But he knew you would never agree to that. You had adamantly explained what you wanted out of this relationship, and you were stubborn enough that you would never compromise what you wanted. 

You pushed Jax down onto the bed and began tugging on his clothes. “I want you, Jax.” You pressed your lips to his. “Now.” 

Jax smiled. He knew he couldn’t have you the way he wanted, but at least he had you for tonight.  


“Y/N, I’m in love with you,” Jax blurted suddenly. You were still lying naked in his arms, watching the sun begin to peak through the blinds in his window. You had passed out right after you and Jax had finished the night before. He found himself feeling grateful that you had fallen asleep. He knew it was just the alcohol coursing through your veins that had made you stay the night, but waking up next to you that morning felt all too right to him.

You lifted your eyes to meet his. “What?” 

“I know that’s not what you wanted,” he told you, his voice now sounding nervous. “But I can’t help it. I’m in love with you, and I don’t wanna be,” he shook his head, “whatever this is anymore.” He watched you for a moment. “It’s not enough. I want a real relationship with you.”

You already knew how Jax felt about you. He never even had to say anything. The way he spoke to you, touched you, looked at you. It had all pointed to real feelings for months now. You had to admit, you kind of liked that he had fallen for you. He treated you like a queen, and you liked the attention. But you didn’t want it to turn into anything real. You were just using Jax. That was the agreement you had made months before, and you had no plans to change that now. You hoped he would keep his feelings to himself. Falling in love wasn’t part of the plan. It wasn’t part of what you had. Your relationship with Jax was supposed to be a purely physical one. You didn’t want any emotional attachments. You didn’t want feelings to get in the way. You would never feel for Jax what he felt for you. You wouldn’t let yourself. You had been burned too many times before to allow yourself to fall for another man who would just let you down and break your heart.

You let out a loud sigh and sat up. “Jax,” you began, wrapping a sheet around your body and standing from the bed, “You know that’s not what this is.” You wrapped the sheet tighter around your breasts and looked down at Jax. “We can never be more. You know that.”

“Why not?” Jax demanded, rolling out of bed and crossing the room to stand in front of you. “Give me one good reason why we can’t be more than this bullshit we are right now.” 

You shrugged. “Because that’s not what I want.”

“Dammit, Y/N,” Jax responded, “You know we could work.” He shoved his fingers in his hair. “We could be so good together.” He reached out and took your hands in his. He looked into your eyes, searching for any sign that you were having a change of heart. “If you’d just give us a chance - “

You snatched your hands away from Jax’s and folded your arms across your chest. “Jax, no,” you said, cutting his words off entirely. “That’s not what this is supposed to be. We’re not supposed to be those people that fall in love and have a happily ever after or some bullshit. It’s just not us.”

“Why can’t it be?” he asked, touching his hand to your cheek.

“Because I don’t love you.”

Jax pulled back from you like he had just been slapped. Those words coming from your lips practically knocked the air out of his lungs. He hadn’t expected it to sting so much, but it did. His chest felt heavy suddenly. He nodded his head slowly, not saying anything for several moments as he tried to collect his thoughts. He hadn’t expected you to respond well to him telling you he was in love with you, but somewhere deep down he hoped you felt something more for him too. Now those hopes had been shattered in one harsh blow. You watched as he pulled his clothes on. You could tell he wasn’t happy with your response, but you didn’t know what else to say. You couldn’t tell Jax what he wanted to hear. Not now, not ever. He knew a relationship isn’t what you wanted. You had made that clear from the beginning. It wasn’t fair to you for him to suddenly expect more. 

Jax tugged his hoodie over his head and looked at you, his blue eyes practically burning a hole through you. He was hoping you’d say something else. He wanted so desperately to hear you say you didn’t mean a word you had just said. He wanted you to change your mind. But he knew you wouldn’t. He knew your relationship was becoming toxic to him. It was taking a toll on him, and it was breaking his heart. As much as he loved you, he couldn’t keep living like this.  No matter what his heart said, he had to listen to his head this time. He knew he had to say goodbye to you. He shook his head once more, his expression sad and dejected. “Then I can’t do this anymore.” 

You watched in silence as Jax walked out of the room.

The signs as  overplayed 2000s pop songs
  • Aries: "Girlfriend" by Avril Lavigne
  • Taurus: "It's Not Over" by Daughtry
  • Gemini: "One Week" by Barenaked Ladies
  • Cancer: "The Reason" by Hoobastank
  • Leo: "How You Remind Me" by Nickelback
  • Virgo: "Hey Ya!" by OutKast
  • Libra: "How To Save A Life" by The Fray
  • Scorpio: "She Wolf" by Shakira
  • Sagittarius: "Lose Yourself" by Eminem
  • Capricorn: "She Will Be Loved" by Maroon 5
  • Aquarius: "Numb" by Linkin Park
  • Pisces: "Iris" by The Goo Goo Dolls