Drew/ Rafe imagines ;)

Ghost of you part 4

So I drown it out like I always do
Dancing through our house
With the ghost of you

I got a phone call today for y/n mom.

"Hey Drew how are you doing?" Kim asked worry in her voice. "It's still hard." I responded hoping she didn't hear my voice cracking. "So we got an update from y/n doctors." "What is it? Is she ok?" Now terrified. "She... she has low brain activity." Kim starting crying. "They are going to..."
"Ye... yes sweetheart." Kim barley got out between sobs. "No, no." Falling to the floor. "I'm so sorry hun. You should come and say your goodbyes. I know it's hard for you to see her like this. But you will regret it if you don't come."
"I'll come by tomorrow. Thank you for calling me. Love you." I said
"goodnight Drew love you too." Kim said hanging up the phone.

How could they take her off life support? Getting off the floor I went straight to the liquor cabinet. Grabbing a bottle of whiskey. I downed 3 shots worth like it was water. It was sad to say, but it had become a bad habit of mine. Every time I got an update about y/n I drank to drowned out my thoughts. It was way to hard for me to think of her like that. Laying in a hospital bed hooked up to a million monitors. I had only visited her the day it happened and three times since. It broke my heart to be there. It felt like she was already gone.

Turning on my record player next to the small bar we had. I didn't even look at the record that was already in there. But as soon as I heard the first 2 seconds I Knew exactly what record it was. And damn it was not what I needed right now.
"The night we met" sang threw the apartment. It had nothing to do with how I felt about y/n. But god did the lyrics

"I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Oh, take me back to the night we met"

hit me hard. In the way that I had her then slowly lost her over the last 8 months. She was slowly slipping away right in front of me and there was nothing I could do to help keep her alive. And oh how I wish I could go back to the night we met it was a memory I will hole close till the day I dye.

"Ok guys, you are looking at the cast of outer banks. So I guess I'll introduce everyone even tho most of you guys have already met." Josh said at the head of the table
He had gotten threw the hole cast and most of the crew
"And this is y/n y/LN she will be one of our on set photographers" josh stepped aside to let y/n talk. "Hey everyone" as she gave a small wave. "I promise I won't post any bad pictures but I definitely won't delete them!" She as well as everyone els laughed. "Good because I'll be asking for all of them at the end of filming." Rudy piped up. God she was cute. Is all I could think. I literally couldn't take my eye off of her the rest of the meeting. Taking small glances at her when I thought no one was looking at me.

After the meeting the cast decided to all hang together at Chase's apartment. "Hey guys let's invite y/n she the only one on the crew that's our age and she probably doesn't want to hang with the "adults"." Rudy said. "I'm down" I responded. "Ooo yay another girl in the group." Madelyn said clapping.

If it wasn't for Rudy picking up on my staring at y/n during our meat he wouldn't have suggested her coming. Or practicality forcing to in his words "grow some balls and ask for her number"

I slowly started to sway back and forth like I used to do with y/n in my arms. It was something we tended to do after a long day or when we both had to much energy. We would put on records and dance like idiots around the living room. But it always ended with us slow dancing. Our own little tradition. Taking another drink of whiskey I thought about tomorrow. How I would not only have to go see her but say goodbye to her for the last time. It broke me to think of her fragile body on that bed and that I would have to see it in person again. Finally putting down the bottle and shutting off the record player I made my way to our room. Fuck "our room." No it was now my room. My apartment.
I laid down on the bed not changing out of my hoodie and sweats. I just laid there crying my self to sleep again.

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What????? Y'all she didn't die in the accident she went into a coma?!?! 😉❤️❤️❤️ love ya guys