imagines | 𝒔.𝒇

need

you loved him. you truly loved him. but did he love you back? you didn't know. you hoped so, god you really really hoped so.

you had just got back from being on tour with all the boys, this is the second tour you have been on with them, and the first tour sam had been single.

you have had a crush on him for too long now, you thought to yourself that it was getting quite embarrassing of how much you really did love him.

you wanted to be around him 24/7, you never wanted to leave his side. so when he got himself a girlfriend, you felt broken. you felt like the whole world had just crumbled around you.

you needed him, and you had absolutely no idea he felt the exact same way.

he got a girlfriend because he thought it would help him forget about you, which was ineffective. you were all he thought about. every single day. you were constantly on his mind. he needed you.

you needed each other.

you were both around his house watching the tv. it was silent, but it's what you both loved. just being around each other made you feel euphoric.

you suddenly felt his head slowly turn towards you. you didn't look back, you just continued to watch the tv.

he took in all of your features. the way he could see the reflection of the tv sparking in your eyes, the way your nose scrunches whenever you smiled. he loved it. he thought you were perfect. he wanted you. he needed you.

"i need you."

you turned.

"what?"

"you heard me. i need you."

he was being serious? you couldn't believe a word that you were heard. surely he was just messing you. one of the boys had surely told him about how you liked him, and he was just joking about with you.

"i'm so confused...."

you really were. you also didn't know what to say. you didn't know how to reply.

"don't say anything, i just needed to tell you."

he turned back towards the tv, leaving you completely and utterly shocked.

you stared at him. you could tell he knew you were looking at him, his lips turning up every so often. you looked at his lips. you wanted to kiss him. you wanted him.

you shuffled towards him so that your legs were barely touching. you could see his head look down at your two legs, and you could just see a tiny smirk on his face out of your peripheral vision.

you then felt a cold hand stroking your face, down from your nose and ending at your lips. he brushed your lips twice, before turning your head to face him.

he looked at your eyes, and then back down to your lips. he wanted to kiss you. he needed to kiss you.

so he did.

he leant in and brushed his lips against yours, and you sighed in relief. you both needed this so bad and you never wanted to move apart. your lips fit so perfectly together, it was like they were pieces of a puzzle.

you needed him. and you got him.

he needed you, and he got you.