sad/dark 5sos imagines

dear luke // muke

dear luke, i can't tell you this to your face so im writing a letter. um this is quite scary to do because i know you do not feel the same way. but i love you. no not as a friend, as something more. as something that is only expressed by a couple. and i know you do not love me. how could you? you never expected me to love you this way. you always thought i loved like someone would love their best friend. but it's more, way way more than that Iuke. i dream about holding you in my arms and holding your hand while our legs are tangled underneath the sheets. you never expected any of it. and im so sorry for that. im putting you in a place that you never thought would come true. you're my best friend luke hemmings. and ive fallen in love with you. every thing about you, your blue eyes that i want to swim in, your gorgeous blonde hair i want to run my fingers through and your fucking dumb personality that is so amazing and you are so kind and stupidly funny and your little giggles make my heart want to explode they're so adorable. i know you don't feel the same about me. which hurts but i need to accept it. i needed to tell you or it would eat away at me. i love you luke hemmings and just because i do, please don't hate me.

x

dear michael,
im sorry. i can't be friends with you anymore. it's just too weird okay? i don't want our friendship to be awkward all the time with you being in love with me. you shouldn't have fallen in love with me when you know ill never love you back. its weird to know your best friend thinks about you that way. im sorry mikey. i love you too but as my best friend. bye.

o

michael pov

i finished reading the letter and walked out onto my balcony with it still in my hand. i looked down at the large car park below me. "just jump." the voice in my head seemed to say over and over. "he doesn't love you anyway." "he never will. your not good enough" "faggot." "just jump, he won't care anyway." so i got a pen, and wrote on the back of the paper.
dear luke, i can't do this. you won't care anyways so it won't matter. ill miss seeing your face. bye.
xo
i crumpled it in a ball and held it tightly in my hand. i walked back onto the balcony putting my feet out. the wind was so loud in my ears but i could hear the voice laugh. black.

luke pov.

the police called me as i was on my computer looking at photos of michael and i, regretting what i said to him. "uh hello?" i answered. "yes luke? i assume your partner, michael has just committed suicide. he has jumped off his balcony and has died immediately." i dropped my phone and ran out to my car to drive to michaels apartment. i saw cop cars and ambulances but my sight was blurry. i got out of my car and ran to the scene. "fuck michael why." i whispered to myself. one of the police officers handed me a paper with blood on it. "he wrote this. it was in his hand." he said. i un crumpled it and read the back. "fuck michael. why did you do this. i couldn't see anything from my tears everything was too blurry. i sat there staring over at his body. which was covered in blood and had broken bones everywhere. i couldn't stop crying thinking why couldn't i have done something good for the one that loved me the most.

// e n d //

you thought. but im crying so hard this is the first time this ever happened. i love you guys! it might be awhile before I post again but that's why I made this long. that's all! talk to you guys soon! (maybe)
keep on truckin.