Amy Lee (GxG) Imagines

Shes rude the first time you meet

REQUESTED: (NO)

Just as you picked up your lunch order in Costa Vida, you turn to begin to make your way over to your usual spot over by the water wall when you bump into someone.

The next thing you knew, you hear a shriek of distress from the unseen person you had bumped into, who was now basically wearing your food. Your hands flew to your mouth from the instinct of panic and getting a good look at who it was you bumped into. Amy Lee. The one you had looked up to for as long as you could remember, the one who's music and vocals had helped you through your darkest hours, the one who had saved your life, your hero.

"Nice going, Y/n!" You silently scold yourself.

When you made eye contact, you begin to apologize and you were bound to do everything in your power to make this up to her.

"I am so, so, sorry!"

"Sorry isn't going to fix this mess you made on me! What the hell is wrong with you? Do you ever look before you make a fucking move?!"

This wasn't Amy. This wasn't the Amy you have come to know and love. No, this was someone else. You could feel the tears sting your eyes as you fought to hold them back and grab a handful of napkins close by to help clean her up.

"Let me hep you clean up." You offer, only for her to push your eager helping hands away.

"No! You've done enough!"

You were just about to walk away from her when something she says stops you.

"Congratulations, somebody famous now hates you! Get out of my sight! You make me sick and I hate you for it!"

Those last words were what gave you in to releasing the tears as you take your seat outside at one of the umbrella tables and bury your face in your hands to hide from anyone who walked by. After making sure she didn't have anything else on her, she takes a look out the window and immediately feels the guilt take over at the sight of you crying at one of the tables because of her. As realization hits her all over again, it made her guilt build and she was going to make this up to you.

It was truly an accident after all, she was having a bad day and took it out on you without any meaning. Amy decides a way to do it, and steps back in line to reorder you meal, and leaving you a phone number in the bag before bringing it out to you. You were on the verge of a panic attack when you felt the soft touch of her hand resting on your shoulder and jumped slightly when you hear her clear her throat for your attention.

"I'm sorry, hon. I was having a bad day and I took it out on you, which was wrong of me. I'm very sorry, and please don't think I hate you, because I truly don't. That was just my anger getting the better of me." She hands you the bad with your meal in it, looking at you with eager eyes as you accept it with gratitude.

"Thank you."

That wasn't all, though.

"Do you want a picture together? I can even sign something for you if you want."

"I would love that!" You smile at her, in which she returns with a smile of her own.

Before parting ways, she leaves you with one more thing.

"There's a phone number in there...I expect you to use it." You nod in agreement and smile at her again.

"It's not a request..."