5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines

Airplanes

Pick your boy

Arriving in such a big city like New York is daunting. More than daunting, absolutely nerve wrecking and terrifying. The bright lights of the city that never sleeps, the lights that could cast me in shadow but I never want to fade into the darkness. I want to believe that I was made to be here - to see my story to the very end - and I'm going to prove it to all those that doubt me.
All of my life I have just say by and let others enjoy their successes - sitting on my hands, never making plans and goals - but now, I have nothing to lose and everything to gain as I look up at the night sky that's painted with the lights on the skyscrapers surrounding my small, insignificant body.
This is the time for me to stop questioning myself. To stop asking for directions and looking for signs to point me the right way. I get to make each and every decision, and I have to deal with consequence no matter what it may be.
I take a deep breath of the city air, relaxing my frigid body with the speech I gave myself on the airplane that cut through the clouds to get here.
I can be whoever I want to be, however I want to be, and I'm the only thing that can stop me from striving and reaching my dreams.