Justin Fields Imagines ꨄ

✨Torn Apart Part 2 ✨

3 hours later

Y/n POV

It felt like I was being interrogated the entire interview, my mind couldn't stop racing. I sat down in the waiting room and contemplated how I should go about getting home. Should I even bother to call him? The last thing I wanted was another interaction with him.

TV Announcer: "Well folks you seen it here live, Justin Fields has surely proven himself worthy of being drafted at #1 after his impressive throws and speed"

What a way to speak of the devil in disguise. I have to admit he did look pretty good showing off his skills, but yet again I wasn't surprised.

I gathered my belongings and headed towards the exit. Walking home seemed like the best option for me at this point.

Caller ID: Justin

Don't answer y/n

Don't answer y/n

Don't answer y/n-

"What do you want?" I could feel my blood began to boil underneath my skin as I waited for some stupid response.

"How did it go?" He asked ignoring the annoyance in my voice

"It went well actually, they said they'll call me back for a follow up so I'm crossing my fingers, how'd your pro day go?"

"It was great being able to be with my coaches and teammates again, hopefully the teams realize how good I am on and off the field" he stated as if he was this amazing person with 0 flaws.

"They know how talented you are, don't worry about it" which was fairly true, he was extremely talented and smart.. book smart that is.

"I'm omw okay?"

"Wait what-"

He hung up the phone. I stood there frozen waiting for someone to come save me from this whirlwind I'm in. In the back of my mind, I had a feeling he was gonna come back for me, I just never fully understood why.

I sat down on the nearest bench and began to drift off into my thoughts once again. Deep down I knew no matter how hard I tried to forget about him, he was never going to leave my mind. No matter much hurt and pain-

"Beep Beep"

Perfecting timing. He rolled down the window and smiled at me as if I was his most prized possession. "Get in we got places to go!"

"We? Have places to go?" I asked confused now more than ever walking over to the passenger side.

"Don't ask questions just get in" he said motioning me to enter his car.

I plopped down in the seat and quickly turned towards him. "Justin where are we going?"

He was now distracted from whatever person he was texting on his phone. I didn't even bother looking to see who it was, I desperately didn't want another heartache today,

"Justin!"

"Huh? What?" He asked finally looking up from his phone.

"Never mind can you just take me home please" I began to sink into my seat. He looked at me and put his phone down in his lap

"Y/n what's the matter?" He asked leaning closer towards me.

"I'm just tired you know it's been a long day"

"Soo are you gonna tell me? Or are we just gonna sit here?" Of course he would know I'm lying, that's his specialty.

I sighed and aimed my eyes towards the hickey on his neck which was now way more noticeable and than it was before.