5sos imagines

Luke Hemmings: her

People really giving her crap like the smile he has in this picture isn't enough for people to be happy for them. Most of them got pictures of Arz and his tongue down each others throat but shipped them hard. And honestly I don't even care who he's with because what I see, is that he's happy, everyone should see that. And don't say it's for publicity if they've been friends for a really long time and genuinely like each other lol.

Here's a sad imagine :).

Y/n's POV
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I sat alone in the booth. I stirred the coffee straw, cooling down my drink. I felt the bags under my eyes getting heavier by the second and they were huge, it almost felt as if they would burst any second.

The coffee shop was empty besides two staff members, other than that it was like desert. I mean it was 6:30 AM.

I was so alone and I started to overthink. He doesn't even love me, why am I still thinking about him?

Because you're a stupid romantic. My anxiety says.

Not you! Go away! I scream in my head. I hit my head against the hardness of my palms. My skinny hands hurt me.

The bell from the door of the coffee shop stops me from banging my head against the table.

There's people here, you idiot!

I open my eyes and see him walk in with her. He shaved and cut his locks. He looks younger. His lip ring that he took out for the girl before me, was back.

Did she beg him to put it back like I tried? I ask myself.

He obviously loves her more and listened to her. She doesn't look as clingy as you. I groan at the stupid voice in my head, pick up my mug and throw it at the chair in front of me, catching their attention.

"Y/n?" A million times CRAP!

I shake my head and leave my last $20 bill on the table. $3.75 for the coffee and the rest for the mug I broke.

I put my hoodie— his old one— on my head and start my walk back to our old apartment that he left to me. I didn't have anywhere to stay after we broke up and he just put the paid apartment under my name.

I want to turn back and hit him, ask him why. But it's pointless. He's happy and that's obviously something i never made happened because I was too busy listening to my anxiety.

He doesn't follow me, that doesn't matter. Like it doesn't matter what the voice in my head or I think. He's happier and has her.

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