Jacob’s the ‘other woman’. he’s been sleeping with you for nearly three years, but he knows you’re dating a formula one driver, and it’s a very public relationship. he hates opening instagram to see photos of you with your boyfriend.

he’s never even been to your house. you refuse to let him come over in case your boyfriend comes home early. he’s had enough, the poor boy wants your love in your bed.

you’re walking around your beautiful mansion in nothing but a robe. the doorbell rings and you open it expecting a package or something, your stunned to see jacob stood there looking all upset. he knows your boyfriend is in belgium for a race, and won’t be home for days.