Jared Leto Imagines

Love Sick Teenager

Title: Love Sick Teenager

Pairing: Jared Leto x Reader

Request: ravingravel asked:

I was wandering if I could request a Jared Leto imagine where you're best friends and reader gets a boyfriend and Jared gets really jealous and you can decide how it ends. Supper cliche I know.

Words: 800

Warnings: swearing

*This is my first Jared imagine. Please don't hate me if it sucks*

"Um, I actually wanted to ask you something." Nathan said as you two stopped in front of your door.

"Yeah?" You replied.

"Well, we've been on a few dates now and I was just wandering if you maybe wanted to be my girlfriend?" He seemed really shy while asking, which you couldn't help but find adorable. It wasn't everyday guys got flustered around you. In fact, it was rare.

"I'd love to." You smiled at him.

"Great." He smiled as he leaned in and pressed a small kiss to your lips.

You pulled away and walked into your apartment. You quickly took your jacket off and grabbed your phone. You dialed an all too familiar number and waited as it rang.

After three rings, it answered. "Hey, (Y/N)!" Jared greeted.

"Guess what." You almost cut him off.

"Someone's excited." He chuckled.

"Why yes, yes I am." You replied. You plopped down on your couch and laid down so your legs were dangling off the arm.

"Well then something exciting must of happened." He mocked.

"It did." You laughed. "Can you guess what?"

"Mm." He took a dramatic pause as if he were thinking. "You found out you were actually a man?" He teased.

Your mouth gaped. "You're a dick. You know that?"

"I know a lot of things." He said in a mock seductive voice.

"Anyway, the reason I'm so happy is because Nathan asked me to be his girlfriend." You smiled widely.

There was a moment of silence when he didn't reply. You almost thought the call had disconnected, but as you looked at the screen, you could see it was in fact still going on. "Jared? You the-"

"What did you say?" He suddenly asked.

"Yes, of course." You were slightly off put by his tone. Did he not like Nathan? They had met once or twice and barely spoken to each other, but that wouldn't be a reason for Jared to dislike him.

"That's great!" His tone was suddenly light and cheerful again. You decided to ignore whatever happened before. It was probably just all in your head.

"I know. He just left and I needed to tell someone, and who better than my best friend?" You smiled again.

"Obviously I'm the most important." You laughed at his comment.

"Well, I'm tired. I think I'm gonna hop in the shower and then go to sleep." You yawned.

"Nighty night."

"Sleep tight." Yes, it was corny, but it was the thing you two said to each other before the other went to sleep. It was your thing.

Jared's P.O.V.

"Nathan asked me to be his girlfriend!" She exclaimed happily.

I couldn't help the long silence that over came me. I was just happy she wasn't actually in front of me or she would have noticed the obvious frown that fell on my face. Or the probably obvious heart break.

I knew she was seeing Nathan, but I didn't think it'd last long. Why? I wasn't sure. Why wouldn't he try to hold onto her and make her his? (Y/N) was everything a guy could want in someone. She was beautiful, smart, funny. She was everything I wanted.

"Jared you the-"

"What did you say?" I asked bluntly. I noticed the long pause and that was just the first thing that came to my mind.

"Yes, of course." I could tell she was nervous. My voice and lack of communication showed that I was uneasy. I didn't want to give my feelings away. Not now.

"That great!" I tried to sound as cheerful as I could. I tried to sound like I was happy for her, I was. I just wished she wasn't calling me telling me this. I wished she was calling someone else saying that I had asked her out. I wanted to be in Nathan's place.

"I know. He just left and I needed to tell someone, and who better than my best friend?" That made me feel good and bad at the same time. I was happy that she cared about me and trusted me enough to tell me this, I was her best friend; but sad that that was all she thought of me as. A best friend.

"Obviously I'm the most important." I tried to keep up my witty facade. I heard her laugh so hopefully she believed it, but she knew me better than anyone.

"Well, I'm tired. I think I'm gonna hop in the shower and then go to sleep." She yawned.

"Nighty night." I couldn't help but smirk as I said it, waiting for her to finish.

"Sleep tight." She said and hung up.

Why couldn't I have said anything sooner? Why couldn't I have just said something? Anything! Even if she would've rejected me, maybe I'd feel better if I knew she knew. Maybe she would've said yes and she could be here right now cuddling with me watching some stupid movie.

God, I sound like a love sick teenager.