Sebastian Stan imagines || complete

173: Change Your Ticket

I like these song imagines.... so here's another one. Lyrics will be bolded and italicized...

Song: Change Your Ticket by One Direction

~Watching you get dressed, Messes with my head, Take that bag off your shoulder. Come get back in bed. We've still got time left. This don't have to be over~

You wake up, the sound of the hotel air conditioner blaring in your ears. You don't want to wake up the sleeping man beside you.

This is what your weekends are like now. Hiding away in different hotels around the city, trying your best not to get caught.

"How long have you been up?" his raspy, morning voice sends chills down your spine as he speaks.

"Not long... Go back to sleep, Seb."

You finally move out from his grasp and walk over to your bag which is sitting in front of the dresser.

You grab a change of clothes and head into the bathroom. You're wearing Sebastian's shirt, and honestly, you don't want to take it off. You just want to bask in his scent for as long as you can. But the weekend is coming to an end and you have to get home.

When you walk back to toss Sebastian's shirt with his things, he's sitting up on the bed with his back against the headboard.

"This is the hardest part..." he says, barely loud enough for you to hear.

You sigh and grab the strap on your duffel bag.

"Come on... the day is just beginning... Come back ton bed and we can order room service and watch a crappy movie on the tv... This doesn't have to be over yet, (y/n).."

"I have a flight to catch..."

"Miss it! I'll pay for another ticket... let me change your ticket home."

~And you say It's hard to keep a secret...Girl, don't leave me all alone in this hotel. And these shades can hide us from the streets, yeah...One weekend I promise that I'll never tell~

You agree to his idea and crawl back into bed with him. You lay your head on his shoulder.

"It's hard, you know.." you say. 'Keeping this a secret. I don't like hiding our relationship from everyone."

Sebastian sighs, running his fingers through his hair. "I know... but people are so so invasive... I want you all to myself for a while..."

"We've been together for almost a year now, babe... But if you're not ready, I'm not going to push it."

Sebastian kisses the top of your head, a small smile on his face.

~Why don't we take some time? Why don't we take just a little more time? Why don't we make it right? Girl, I don't wanna say goodbye~

The night is coming to a close. Your flight back to Los Angeles is at 10 PM.

"I still don't want you to leave..." Sebastian says.

"I don't know what you want me to do, babe. I have a job; I can't just forget about it."

He sighs. "I know, but... I just don't want you to go. I don't want to say goodbye."

The two of you sit in silence for a few minutes, neither do you knowing what to say.

"Move in with me.."

Your eyes widen. "What?"

"Move to New York... You don't even have to work.. I can provide for us. Please."

"Seb..." You pause, contemplating your answer. "You know what... let's do it. But I do need to go back tonight... I guess I need to start packing."

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