Magcon Imagines & Preferences

Nash sad imagine

 Nash POV

  Everyone keeps giving me hate. I can't stand it. The only thing that keeps me going is my girlfriend Y/N. She should be coming over in an hour or so, we're gonna have a lazy day with each other. I was going through my Twitter and I saw more hate they said "Nash can go kill himself"' or "You're a piece of trash.'' I started to cry and I went into the bathroom I look in the mirror,

   "It's true. I deserved to die."

  I pulled out my razor that I hide from Y/N. I lifted up my sleeve and cut deep on my arm I looked at it and washed the cuts off with soap and water. When I got done that is when I heard Y/N yell, 

  "Baby I'm home! Where are you?" I pulled down my sleeve and walked down the hall meeting her halfway.

  "Hey baby, I'm here," I said as we hugged. I kissed her lips softly, breaking the kiss and we put our foreheads together and I start to cry. Y/N pulled me in for a hug,

   "It's OK, Baby." She grabbed my wrist and I winced.

  She pulled my sleeves up to see the fresh cuts. 

  " Why baby? You were doing good, you were clean. Don't let them get to you. I love you no matter what. You mean everything to me... You're my other half. You're a piece of me and without you, my heart is broken. You fixed my heart and hopefully, I can fix yours." Y/N said crying.

  She kissed my cuts and we walked into the bedroom and we laid down. She laid on her back and I laid my head on her stomach. She smiled at me and took her fingers through my hair.

   "Y/N," I asked softly. 

  She looked down at me,

   " Yea Nash?" She asked.

"Can you sing to me?" I asked. 

  She shook her head yes and started singing Amnesia. Soon I felt my eyes getting heavier and fall asleep while Y/N played with my hair and soon she fell asleep too.