The Weeknd Imagines

His reason to live

Okay so I was thinking about this during school today.

(It's funny how I've thought of all my books at school)💀

And I kinda wanted to turn this one shot into like a short story, no more than 15 chapters.

I got inspired by some other book I saw but I'm gonna do it slightly differently.

So said book will be about Abel, obviously.

And in the book abel will live the perfect life, he's married to the woman of his dreams and he has a baby on the way.

He's newly retired from music and is now laying low in attempts to settle down with his new family.

He's the happiest he's ever been in his life but a sudden event turns his work upside down.

This one shot however will be the prologue to that book.

The prologue will be set at the time when Abel's wife is going into labour.

And the rest will be in that book which I'm aiming to update everyday.

And I don't seem to be doing too bad, I updated twice yesterday and now again today so hopefully I can keep this up 💀.

Anyways enjoy this.

Also potential trigger warning ⚠️

Mentions of suicide and death.

Abel's pov:

Lila and I are currently led on the couch together, attempting to cuddle but due to her huge baby bump, it's not really working out.

So I settled for resting on her shoulder instead.

She was watching some movie and I was on the brink of falling asleep.

You'd think I was the pregnant one with how tired I get these days.

My eyes are closed but I move my hands so that they're resting on the baby inside my wife's stomach.

I lean in closer to Lila.
"I can't wait for her to get here"
I say, tiredly.

She nods giggling at me.

I look up from her shoulder and glare at her.

"Why are you laughing at me?"
I pout.

She shakes her head.

"Baby go back to sleep, you look exhausted"
She says, pushing my head back into her shoulder.

I let her do it and eventually fall into a deep slumber.

Which didn't last long because I was awoke an hour or so later by Lila who jumped off the couch which made me fall.

I sat back up in shock.

"What the fuck!?"
I say, rubbing my eyes.