yungblud imagines || d.h

come back...be here (midnight rain pt 3)

had to make this a three parter; i love the torture...

muuwhaahahahahaa

it's been two weeks since the morning i woke up at dominic's place. everything after that day was such a blur. now i'm sat up in my hotel room in paris, writing new things, just trying to get him off of my mind, for my own sake.

my phone screen takes me from thought and as i look over, i see it's an instagram notification.

where abouts are you tonight, love?

my stomach turned at the sight of his name on my phone. i began having surreal deja vu. i look at the time and realize it's almost two in the morning. and i've got half a song and not much else to show for it.

halfway across the world i text back. i missed him. i actually miss him. of course i've always missed him, i just can't believe it was almost too late for us.

what's halfway across the world got that i don't?

i couldn't help but giggle at his remark. i snap a picture of my endless scribbles of lyrics, all the ones that work, and those that don't, and those that do but not for this.

me, for starters. i type in the picture.

i open the doors to the balcony that open me to the quiet streets of paris, france. a the street lights lit up perfectly spaced apart. my phone pings in my hand once again.

ouch i laugh at his simple response. a small breeze caresses me and i can't help but close my eyes as it reminds me of the rush i got being around dominic. we stood on a balcony similar to this one in the city a couple years ago. it was our second date and he flew me in to see me.

he wrapped his arms around me, kissing my cheek, "it's strange how i still barely know you, y/n."

i laugh at his interesting comment, "then what am i doing here?" i turn and look at him.

his eyes flicker, almost subtly, from my eyes to my lips and back again, "because i think i could fall in love with you."

i feel my cheeks flush with color as he smiles at me.

and then there were other times where i couldn't go with him. we'd stumble through the gate holding onto each other, kissing each other goodbye, my head spinning faster than the flights he'd catch.  we feel in love very hard, and very fast. there were times we almost eloped. i can't help but giggle at the stupid idea.

i miss that laugh of yours. ... ok that's weird. i couldn't help but peek over the balcony.

no, he's in new york.

i grab a glass off the vacant table, and invite myself into the mini fridge. i sit down, pour my glass, and i can't help but watch the bubbles subside.

smooth and so erratic...

his vibrant hair.

his green eyes are so cold, yet so inviting.

his jet black nails and faded finger tattoos.

my stomach sinks into my lower half. i miss him and i'm sick of it.

staring at my phone, i contemplate it.

come back....

no.

i hold my finger on the backspace.

be here...

nope.

a sigh escapes my mouth, "fuck me," the cold glass touches my lips, and i take slow but large sips until there's nothing left.

yungblud

i stare at his handle.

"this is so fucking stupid."

i was the one who walked away from him. again. two weeks ago. i pour another glass of champagne. "this is falling in love in the cruelest way," i sing aloud to myself as i scroll down through my endless message conversations.

ash xx

melanie <3

megan

colson

tom x

i keep scrolling, "and you're fucking worlds away," i continue singing as i sip on my drink some more.

dom xx <3 .  2 years ago.

the last message he ever sent me...

and i never opened it.

hey love, i hope you're doing alright. i shouldn't have begged you to stay, i think that was selfish of me to push that as hard as i did. you didn't do this because you stopped loving me, and if it's any consolation, i'll never stop loving you. this album is very special to you, it's very important to you, and you're important to me, y/n. i don't want to miss you like this, i want you to come back and be here with me, but i won't ask that of you anymore. i can't wait to listen to the album, and no matter what they say, i'm the number one fan! you're going to do an absolute incredible job, and i hope we can reconnect someday. i love you <3

the tears from my eyes are like acid rain.

i dial a number.

ring

i start grabbing my things, and double checking my suite.

ring

i have to sit on top of my suitcase to close it.

"you never know how to pack light do you?" his remark from one of our last trips together replays itself.

ring

"pick up!" fuck.

"hello?" i'm greeted with a groggy voice.

i grab my room key and luggage, phone to my ear, hurling out the door. "i'm so sorry. i know this is abrupt, but i need to go back to the states. i'm not ready to do this yet."

"wait y/n, hold on. what's going on?" my manager sits up right and i hear the alert in her tone.

"i should've done some things before i left and i can't do any fucking thing until i do at least one thing. so please call someone that can fly the plane home. you don't have to come, it won't take me long."

"is this about dominic?"

i remain quiet as i enter the elevator. the pinging of closing doors can be heard on her end, "y/n?"

i close my eyes, grazing the steel railing.

"dom stop, what if someone stops the elevator?" i protest even though i don't want him to stop.

his arms wrap around me as his gentle lips continue grazing my neck.

"y/n."

"sorry..."

she stays quiet for a moment. "if you head to the airport, i'll have someone there for you in about an hour. okay?"

i choke on my own words, "thank you."

the call ends, and the doors open.

i'm greeted by the glamorous, fragile lobby. the kind that makes you feel like you have to tip toe through. i lay my room key on the desk and alert the concierge of my early check out.

we square away anything that might be a problem and i look at my phone to arrange a pickup.

i sit in the lobby and wait for a vehicle.

another alert comes from my phone.

everything ok, y/n?

i don't know what to say to him. i don't know what i'm going to say.

i read your message...

...

the ride to the airport was the longest thirty minutes of my life, but i know this flight is going to be longer and then some. i have to get back to new york...