5sos Imagines

3. Satellite // l.h.

You lie on the cool grass in your backyard with your boyfriend, Luke, gazing up at the night sky. Neither of you were speaking, but the same thoughts filled your minds.

It was the night before Luke had to leave with the rest of his band for their first world tour. Of course you were incredibly proud of what the band had achieved and you were especially thrilled that Luke was about to live out his dream but you couldn't help but feel sad. He would be away from you for months, halfway across the world in different countries and in different timezones. It was going to be hard for you- for both of you- and you knew your lives were about to change.

"Look at that." he says softly, breaking the silence as he points up at the sky.

"What?" you ask and slightly lift your head from his chest to get a better look.

"That," he continues pointing, "That one star. It's so much brighter than the others."

"We should make a wish." he adds.

"Luke," you chuckle lightly, "I think that's a satellite."

"Shut up," he smiles, "It's a star. Make a wish."

"Okay, fine." you giggle and close your eyes tightly.

"Did you wish?" he asks after a minute of silence.

"Mhm." you nod against his chest.

"What'd you wish for?" he whispers.

I wished for you not to go.

You listen to his heartbeat, steady in his chest, as you remain silent. You know you can't tell him. You know it would only make him feel worse. And you know you're selfish for even thinking it.

A single tear falls from your eye as you force yourself to smile and you hope he can't feel it on his shirt. He nudges you, requesting an answer, so you give him the one that will hurt him the least.

"If I tell you, it won't come true."