"Shh shh baby. It's ok. It's all gonna be ok. I promise you, no matter what happens it's gonna be ok."
I sat there, in his arms, my safe place from all the monsters inside of myself. No matter how messed up I thought I was, he always brought out the best in me.
"I love you so much Princess, don't ever forget that. Don't ever forget how much you mean to me."
"What if one day I don't mean that much to you anymore? What if someday all of this is gone, like it never happened to you?" I could barely get my words out without choking on my own sobs.
I don't know what's wrong, I can't put it into words, but I feel alone. As if I'm trapped and everyone who's ever offered to help has left. Yet, no matter how many times I try to talk to someone, I just can't find the right words and end up saying I'm ok. I'm not ok. I'm broken, scared, and now I'm trembling in my boyfriend's arms. I can explain this feeling in my head, but for some reason I can't tell someone about it. It's suffocating and it gets to be so much that I just break down.
"I will never ever forget you baby girl. No matter what happens, whether we fight or not, whether we make it through to forever or not, I will always remember you. I will always love you."
He kissed my head and just held me tighter. He knew me so well and that was useful to him. If he was anyone else he would've thought I was just taking a long bath with the music extremely loud, but he knew me. He knew my secrets, my ways, my habits. He knew that after coming home looking a bit bothered I'd later turn on the faucet for a bath and have my music blasting to drown out my screams and crying. He knew that I wouldn't take a bath yet, but instead be curled up on the opposite side of the door with my knees curled into my chest.
"I'm scared that one day you'll realize I'm not enough." This is how I felt, about everything. I've lost friends because I wasn't good enough to be their friend, and my relationships haven't ended well because they find someone better. I know that everyone is meant to be with someone else and you're gonna get your heart broken, but when people tell you that they're leaving you for someone else, someone better, it just hurts too much to bear.
"Don't think like that. I love you so much and if anything I'm the one that's not enough for you. You've been through so much and I can't imagine how lucky I am to have someone who is as strong as you are."
"Strong? I'm curled up in a ball crying into your arms right now."
"That doesn't make you weak. It's good to cry, it's not a sign of weakness. You've been strong for too long and that's why you feel this way. Baby, I know you don't feel amazing. I know you don't feel you're enough, but I think that you are. You are more than enough for me and you are amazing, despite what anyone says. I love you so much and I don't want you to ever forget it." He kissed the top of my head and held me tighter. In his arms I feel safe, protected, almost complete. I still feel broken, but with every consolation I slowly begin to piece myself together again.
"Thank you so much, for everything. I don't know what I did to deserve you."
"You deserve a guy who will treat you like the most precious thing in the world. You won't believe me, but it's true. I'd like to believe that I'm that guy. That I'm treating you right, but in case I'm not I intend to treat you the way you deserve until you find him." He looked into my eyes and I knew that he was speaking sincerely.
I love this man so much. No matter what happens I will always remember him as my great love and I really hope that we stick it through because I'd like to believe he's the one for me.
"I love you (Y/N). So damn much. I just hope you let me stick around long enough to prove to you that you are important."
"I love you too. I really do, and I'm sorry for crying and feeling like this. It's pathetic and worthle-"
"Don't ever use those words to describe anything about you. Even if it's a hideous bag, never use those words. Promise me."
"I promise. Thank you so much for helping me. I love you."
"I love you too Princess." His grip tightened and I knew that someone cared. I was important to someone and I'm glad that I can see that. I'm gonna get better, just like everyone will, no matter what happens to me, someone cares.
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Hello everybody, I know it's been a long time and I'm so so so so sorry for that. First, I didn't put the guy's name because I wanted everyone to think of the person they wanted to. Whether it was James (BTR), Liam (1D), Ashton (5SOS), or even someone else. Comment who you thought of.
Second, I wanted to say that this imagine is dedicated to anyone who has ever felt alone, broken, or like they didn't matter. I'm not gonna tell my story, but I want you all to know that I'm here for you, any of you. No matter what you're going through you can talk to me. Even if you aren't a fan of my writing, if you wanna talk to someone I'm here.
Also, if you know someone who can use someone to talk to tell them to message me I won't judge you or make you feel worse. Some people feel that everyone makes them feel worse and I know what that's like so I'm trying my hardest to make sure no one feels like that.
You guys are the best and please love yourselves and each other. Thank you so much.
-DreySel
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FanfictionIf you don't like Big Time Rush i suggest you don't read. If you do, please enjoy. PS I need a cover, if you could make one that'd be great. -xoxo DreySel