Mikey madison imagines

I'll find u part 3

Amber freeman x gn reader 

Weeks had passed since that fateful night—the night you and Amber had split up in the rain-soaked streets, the night the police were so close to taking everything from you. Every moment since then had been a blur of anxiety and determination, but through it all, one thought remained constant: you had to find her.

You had been through hell together, and no matter what, you weren't going to let this story end with a separation.

After that night, you spent hours scouring the news, watching for any signs of Amber's capture or whereabouts. Every town, every little rumor that passed your way, you followed. Your heart ached with the absence of her, the longing to know if she was safe. You had told her you would find her again, and you meant every word.

Finally, your search led you to a small town a few hours away from where you last saw her. A place tucked away from the chaos, where the world seemed to move slower. It was the kind of place where people came to disappear. The thought filled you with hope and dread—because if you were thinking this, maybe someone else was too.

You stepped off the bus, scanning the quiet streets as the sun set behind the mountains. You had gotten a tip from a local that a girl matching Amber's description had been seen around town, but they were unsure where exactly. It was a small lead, but it was something. And after everything, something was enough.

With your heart in your throat, you began your search, checking every café, every gas station, every corner store. The hours dragged on, and just as doubt started to creep in, you saw her.

Amber.

She was standing at the edge of a park, staring out at the lake that reflected the fading sunset. Her hair was a little shorter than you remembered, her figure slightly thinner, but it was her. You would recognize her anywhere. Your heart nearly stopped in your chest as relief and emotion washed over you.

For a moment, you froze, unsure of what to do. Would she even want to see you? Had she thought of you like you thought of her? But the time for doubt was over—you promised you would find her, and you had.

Slowly, you walked toward her, your feet crunching softly on the gravel path. She didn't turn around, her eyes still fixed on the shimmering water ahead, but you knew she could sense your presence.

"Amber," you whispered, your voice trembling with emotion.

Her body tensed, and she turned slowly to face you. When her eyes met yours, you saw a thousand emotions flicker across her face—shock, disbelief, fear, and finally, relief.

"(Y/N)," she breathed, as if saying your name was enough to make this real.

You stood there, a few feet apart, the distance between you feeling both vast and insignificant. After everything you had been through, after all the running and hiding, you had finally found each other again.