Emma Watson Oneshots/Imagines

Insecurities

(Y/n) was locked inside the bathroom in his apartment, feeling sadness, jealousy, insecure, and anger all combined into one. He wanted to hit something, badly. The first thing he saw he just wanted to smash. He saw the mirror and slammed his fist into it, ultimately smashing the glass completely. He looked at the broken glass, and back at his fist, still balled up. (Y/n) looked at his reflection through the mirror, regretting everything he had said to her.

Him and Emma had a pretty nasty fight, ending with Emma storming out of his apartment, leading up to where they were now. (Y/n) had seen some new paparazzi photos of Emma with her ex-boyfriend, and they looked pretty close with each other, and happy. He thought she looked much happier with her ex, than she ever did with him. (Y/n) couldn't help but feel jealous and insecure, and when she came to his apartment words were said, things they both regretted but it was too late to take them back. She had probably gone right back to him, her ex. (Y/n) would be lying if he said he wasn't jealous, but he was also insecure.

He always had felt that way, she had dated all these super famous guys, what made him so special that she would ever choose him? She had always reassured him and said that he was the guy for her, but not this time.

She had told him to go get over himself, that he was being petty and jealous and left the apartment with a slam of the door. He smashed the broken glass again, causing the mirror to break even more. He probably had so much glass stuck in his hand, but he didn't care. He did it over and over again, like nothing could stop him. He punched the mirror until there was no glass left, and it was all shattered. He was so busy doing that, he didn't hear his phone ringing over and over again, Emma trying to reach him desperately.

Once he had stopped, he sat against the door, feeling empty. He had completely destroyed his mirror, along with some other things in his bathroom. All the thoughts spiraled through his head. Why did she choose him? How could she ever love him? What makes him so special? She could have anyone else, why would she ever pick him?

Usually, Emma would take all of those thoughts away, and tell him that she loves him and nobody else. But the one day he really needed to hear it and to be reassured, she wasn't there to say it. (Y/n) had no choice but to let those thoughts take over him, because (Y/n) (L/n) could never believe that he was good enough for Emma Watson, and in his mind this just proved it.