Young and beautiful | IMAGINES

Bags

Y/N'S POV

I sat down leaning against the apartment door my head buried in my knees hugging them tightly as quite sobs escape my mouth

slowly lifting my head looking around the one bedroom apartment practically empty, a sofa in the middle of it, every picture containing him gone, my clothes next to empty hangers were his used to be, the bedding thrown of the floor sheets all messed up, even his shampoo was no sign that my love had ever been here.

Anything and everything of him was erased only leaving me with my memories and our promise ring that sat perfectly on my index finger

I lay my head in chest closing my ears his voice ringing through my ears stroking my hair as he finishes the sentence,

"The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head. Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things. Some shall be pardoned, and some punishèd. Than this of Juliet and her Romeo."
I opened my ears looking up at him and smiling

"I want a love like Romeo and Juliet well I mean minus the death and tragedy and stuff" I mumbled in his chest lying back down He laughed softly a sat grabbing something out of his pocket and looking back at me

"What are you doing" I asked sitting back up smiling, he pulled out a ring box opening it

"Well how about I give you this ring as a promise we will have a love like Romeo and Juliet." He said smiling wide "minus the death and tragedy" he added making me laugh

"I accept this ring" I say in a posh accent wrapping my arms around him

I stood up looking under bed, cases gone.

Walking over to the sofa sitting down starting at the blank wall fiddling with my ring trying to think of an explanation, maybe there was a problem at home at he had to leave in a hurry and he would be calling me soon and it was just one big misunderstanding hour of waiting, waiting for him to call or text waiting for him to just walk back in with his bags waiting for him, I had realised his gone and his not coming back.