The Wonderful Book Of Imagines

Jack Harries Imagine 6

This imagine was written for a girl who requested it from Slovenia. The song is based on the song The Moment I Knew by Taylor Swift...Gosh I can relate to that girl... 

The white Christmas light that hung all over the roof of the building glisten. People danced around on the dance floor to the music. All the presents were all in one big pile waiting to be opened? Balloons of all sorts floated all around the building. Confetti was all over the floor. All my friends had arrived hours ago but you still didn’t arrive yet. While all of my friends talked about the great year I had or danced on the floor; I only had you on my mind. Soon enough, my parents brought out the cake. It was the cake we had chosen together. I wish you could have been here to blow it out with me. I blew out the sixteen candles after making my wish. I wished that you would have shown. I couldn’t eat the cake knowing that you weren’t here to share it with me. I got every gift that I wanted for my birthday but I was still missing one thing. That was the moment I knew that you wouldn’t show.  The guest slowly faded away from the scene. If you were here with me, my presence would have been more acknowledge. I was left alone with my parents. I sent them home saying that I would meet them up later. I walked to our favourite spot, the cavern near the ocean. I remembered that you always used to bring me here when we were little. You said that it was our secret little hide out. I used to come here to leave the noisy city behind, to enjoy the sound of the crashing waves. I lay down on the sand, not caring about getting my red party dress dirty. The tears that I have been holding since the party streamed down my face. The night sky looked so beautiful; every stay shined as bright as the other. I started to drift off in a sleep when I heard the footsteps of a person against the sand. I shouldn’t have come out here on my own; who knows what lives on this beach.  The mascara that had leaked blocked my vision from seeing who was at the other end of the cavern.  I rubbed my eyes a couple times hoping to see him but it was only my dad.

“How did you know I was here?”

“You think we didn’t follow you here when Jack and you were little. I know this is your secret hideout. Now come on, it’s getting late.”

The slight mention of his name brought my knees weak. I love him but I was only a friend to him. We were too close for him to forget my birthday. I have known him since I was a baby. We grew up together; nothing would give him a reason to miss the birthday that I talked to him about for months, years.

“Come on beautiful, he probably just forgot.” My dad assured me

“Dad, how could he forget something that we planned together, something that he knew meant so much to me?”

My dad didn’t reply; he just walked towards the car as I followed him. I cried myself to sleep that night. The next morning, I woke up with a vague memory of what happened the previous night. It wasn’t until I turned on my phone to 24 miss calls and 50 miss text messages all from Jack that I remembered every single detail of last night. I didn’t care about his excuses anymore; I didn’t care if how sorry he was for not showing up last night. I don’t care. Instead of grieving all day, I thought of being active by going get some breakfast. I called for my dad and my mother but they didn’t reply. They must have left for work as I usual. The house was empty except for one person standing by the kitchen counter. How could I have been so stupid? Of course he would have come to see me; he has the key to my house. I tried to pass him but he grabbed my wrist and turned me around.

“(Y/N), I am so sorry I didn’t show up last night.”

I continued to ignore him.

“I don’t know what came to my mind. I was at Finn’s uni trying to build up the courage to ask you something but I couldn’t. It took me hours before I finally got the courage but then it was too late. I arrived at the party but everyone was gone. You were gone. I knew then that I had lost you. I understand if you don’t want to speak to me but before I leave, I have to tell you that I love you. I have loved you for a while now. I wanted to surprise you last night with this necklace,” he pulls out a box written Tiffany on it. He opened the box to reveal a beautiful heart pendant that was written my name in cursive. It has diamond studs all around it. “However, I never made it to the party because I was too scared that you would reject me on your birthday. If I could go back in time, I would because it hurts to know that I broke your heart. I left you alone on the day we had planned together. I am sorry. Before I leave, I want to try one thing. Just stay still and don’t move.”

He leaned down towards my head. Our lips were only centimeters apart. Our lips met after what felt like forever. Our lips moved in sync. I finally broke away from the kiss knowing that I shouldn’t be doing this to him after what he did to me.

“Jack, I understand that you were afraid to ask me but you could have still came,”

“I’m sorry I didn’t show.”

“I know that you are sorry but my heart was broken. Can you imagine how it would feel like to have your best friend since you were young not show up at your sixteenth birthday? I was heartbroken. I never told you but I loved you for a while now. That’s why it was even more heartbreaking to know that your best friend and your lover didn’t show up.”

“(Y/N), if I can do anything to deserve a second chance at our friendship or to even get a chance at you being my girlfriend, then I will do anything to get that chance. There are 7 Billion people on this earth and my mind and heart is stuck on you and will be forever. I don’t want to lose you. I’ll do anything to have a chance.”

“You,” I looked down at the necklace he bought me. He really did love me, “ think that I can say no?”

“Is that a yes.”

“Jack, I’ll be your girlfriend but please don’t forget my 18th birthday.” I teased him

“(Y/N)(Y/L/N) is my girlfriend.” He shouted, “I promise to be the best boyfriend ever.”

“To be the best first boyfriend,”

“To be the last boyfriend.” He kisses my lips again

The moment I knew that he will be my first love and my last.