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Jim's pov It's been five months without her, five months without her smile, her laugh, her hugs, snuggles kisses. After that terrible car accident that took away the only thing that had me going. The only reason I still wanted to be in this cruel world was her, my beautiful y/n. I was invited to a t.v show to be interviewed I didn't want to, but i had a contract and I had to do what I was told, I went on the stage with ppl clapping and screaming taking pictures of me, I didn't smile nor look at them I just went directly to sit down ready for the stupid personal questions coming my way. I sigh a little looking around at the ppl (like the gif)
Interviewer:"thank u so much Jim for being here with us today" I nod without any expression "first off I'm really sorry for ur loss, u seemed to be really Inlove with y/n, and she seemed the same about u" I look down holding back tears "so tell me, how has it been this past weeks without her?" I face him, with a confused expression and annoyance, how could u have the audacity to ask such a question, it was obvious I wasn't ok, it was obvious I was dying Inside as well, having to pretend to be fine all the time, for the fans cameras and press
Jim:"I loved her" I say "and I don't know how to continue without her here" I get up not caring about anything or anyone heading home to cry going through our pictures. ————— 💔💔💔💔
