Sidemen And Friends Imagines

Vikk #6

This imagine is for @nashidragneel927 ! Hope you enjoy!
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OKAY SO THIS IMAGINE IS BASED ON HEARTBREAK GIRL BY 5SOS SO THE SONG IS UP THERE^^^
Also, this is in Vikk's POV so that it matches the song  (:
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Vikk's POV

I pretend to laugh at a joke told by Simon while we sit and eat pizza together.

My mind is no where near focused on the joke. Or the pizza. Or the friends whom I am surrounded by.

All I can think about is her.

I pull oit my phone once more and check the time. It's almost ten o'clock. She should be calling any moment now.

"Well, thanks for the pizza, guys." I say, standing up to put my plate in the sink.

Simon laughs and looks at Josh. "He's going to go listen to his girlfriend for the next hour again."

I roll my eyes and yet to ignore them. I can't just sit by while this happens. "She's not my girlfriend, you guys know that."

My phone begins to ring as I exit the kitchen, and I quickly pull it out of my pocket to answer.

"Vikk..." Y/N breathes through the line. I sigh and greet her, rounding the corner and shutting the door to my bedroom.

"How are you doing?" I ask her, hesitantly. I feel bad for her. Most people would be happy when the person they're in love with breaks up with their significant other, but it physically pains me to see her like this.

Y/N laughs, but it's cold and filled with no humor. "Well, it would be better if I didn't see him kissing some skank today."

Oh. My. God.

"Oh, wow..." I respond, not knowing what to say. "You deserve better than him."

She sniffles and I can all but hope she doesn't start crying again, as she has the previous two nights after her breakup.

"I know I do." She says. "Where can I find someone like you, Vikk? That's what I need."

Well, you can start by noticing me as more than a friend.

"I just..." She begins when I don't answer, "I don't think I'll ever be able to get over him getting over me."

I sigh and run my hand through my hair. I can either tell her what I want to say, or what she wants to hear. "You will. You just need to meet the right guy." I say, telling her what she wants to hear.

I pause, wishing I could just shout out my love for her.

But I can't.

She'll never see me that way.

"You just haven't found him yet." I lie. A complete lie because for the past five years she's known the perfect guy. She's just been too blind to see it.

"Thanks for being such a good friend. Good night,  Vikk." Y/N says. I respond before hanging up.

I sigh and plop back on my bed, throwing my phone down next to me.

And there it was. The word I've learned to despise through the years.

Friend.

Even the thought of it makes me want to bang my head against the wall. No matter what I try, I just keep going in circles with Y/N.

Why can't she just see the truth?  I can take away all of this pain from her. I could comfort her like no one else can. And all she does is call me.

She calls again the next day, the same time. I answer immediately, as I always seem to do with her, no matter how hard I try.

"You won't believe it!" She exclaims after getting me.

"What happened, Y/N?" I ask, sitting on the edge of my bed. She seems excited.

Please don't tell me...

"He asked for my forgiveness and wanted me back today!" Y/N squeals through the phone.

My heart drops. This isn't happening.

I stutter, looking for a response. Once again, I need to tell her what she wants to hear. I just want her to be happy. "That's great!" I say, exuding fake enthusiasm.

"I know!" She happily responds, and she doesn't need to fake enthusiasm. "I was praying that he would come back to me. I don't even care about  what he did,  I just want him back."

I don't care what he did.

He cheated on her for a year with five different women. How can she not care about that?

He treats her so badly and she can't see it. If I had her, I would treat her so well. I would love her and never let her go. I would die for her, if given the chance.

But she's not ready to hear that. Not now. Not when she's so happy to get back together with him.

"I'm so happy for you." I state, hoping she believes it. If she ever catches wind that I dont like her boyfriend, she'll disown me and I'll never get to speak to her again. I can't do that.

"Thank you, Vikk." She sighs, most likely glancing at the time. "I'll call you tomorrow at ten." She says.

"Alright. Goodnight, Y/N." I say, feeling a single wet spot fall down my face.

"Goodnight, Vikk." She responds, ending the call.

I hastily wipe the tear away.

All I can do is wait. Wait for her to deal is. Wait for her to see.

I just need her to see, I really do.

I've been following her around like a lost puppy for five years and she's been clueless this entire time.

How am I in love with someone to blind to emotions?

I guess what they say is true. Love really does rely on your heart. If it relied on my brain, I would surely have moved on by now. But, instead, I'm sittiby her as her comforting friend.

God, I hate that word.