Teen Wolf Imagines

*Jackson Whittemore Imagine*

Readers POV

I was sitting on the bleachers watching my boyfriend, Jackson, at his lacrosse practice. That's right I'm dating the captain of the lacrosse team. Excuse me, the co-captain of the lacrosse team. I was clapping and cheering everytime he made a goal. I couldn't be more proud of him. Then the one and only annoying Greenburg sat next to me.

"Hey Y/N." He greeted me and wiggled his eyebrows in a disturbing attempt to flirt with me.

"Go away Greenburg I'm busy." He scoffed at me.

"With what? Watching that pathetic boyfriend of yours?" I stood up and so did he.

  "Don't you dare EVER call my boyfriend pathetic! In case you haven't noticed he is actaully on the field playing and practicing and you are not. As a matter fact, your job is to keep the benches from getting too cold. Jackson is the only man I will ever need so don't come near me again!" I said angrily and started walking towards Jackson since lacrosse practice was over. But Greenburg had other ideas. He grabbed my upper arm and pulled me back, smashing his disgusting, bone dry lips onto my lips. I put my hands on his chest and pushed him off me. Jackson must have saw because the next thing I know he tackled Greenburg to the ground and was punching him.

"Don't you ever touch my girl again!" He said with each punch. I ran over to him and tried pulling him off and becoming successful once some boys from the team helped me.

"I will kick your ass Greenburg! Stay the hell away from her! I don’t even want to see you look at her!" I grabbed Jackson's head in between my hands and made him look at me.

"Hey, baby look at me. It's okay." I tried to assure him but he just shook his head.

"No, it's not! He kissed you!"

"I know, but you don't have to be jealous, okay? I love you and not Greenburg. I actually despise him if I'm being perfectly honest." He chuckled at that and I smiled. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tightly.

"You are my girl." I smiled and pulled back to kiss him.

"Yes I am."