Imagines (5SOS and 1D)

About Last Night (M.C) PART 12

YOUR POV

I stood outside of the bar, not even knowing where I was going, my eyes darting back and forth.

The street outside wasn't bustling like it usually was, it was empty and feeling slightly abandoned.

The darkened streets were pulling me in and I took off into the night.

I didn't even know where I was going, I just ran, and ran and ran.

I kept going, running away from my problems instead of facing them head on.

I was a coward.

"Y/N!" a voice called behind me.

"Y/N! Y/N!"

The voice got louder.

"Y/N! Stop! Wait!"

"Y/N!"

More voices were heard, mingling together but I ignored them.

I shook my head, trying to push those voices away and kept going.

"Y/N! Get back her!" his voice shouted, sounding a lot closer.

I quickly glanced over my shoulder to see him gaining on me.

He was close, running at high speed, with the girls behind him.

I gasped and tried to run faster, but my head was spinning, I was in a daze and I couldn't see properly.

The world was spinning around me, I was stumbling in the dark.

"Y/N!" he shouted again.

He raced around me, stopping in front of me and I crashed into his arms.

"You can't keep running from me," he huffed, his eyes brows furrowing in annoyance.

I panted, trying to pull some air into my lungs and gripped onto his arms to steady myself.

"I can't do this again Michael," I cried.

He sighed, looking at me with such hurt in his eyes.

"Neither do I," he agreed. "Which is why this is the end with us now. No more running, no more hiding, no more pretending we're not crazy about one another!"

"What about Hazel?" I spat.

"Hazel doesn't mean anything, I've already told you this. You mean everything to me and I love you Y/N. I love you, not her, not anyone else, just you. Always you," he drawled.

His hands wrapped around my waist and he pulled me into his chest.

I fell against him, gripping to his shirt and my tears flowed like a river, wetting his shirt.

"Im sorry," I sobbed, my body shaking.

"Shh baby, it's okay," he assured me, his hand rubbing against my back.

"I'm an idiot," I cried.

"You're my idiot," he chuckled, kissing the top of my head.

I sniffled and nuzzled my head into his chest, feeling myself falling for him more than I already was.

"Can I take you home?" he asked.

I nodded and he scooped my body up into his arms carrying me back to the bar.

"I called a taxi," he told me.

My eyes felt heavy and I was having trouble staying awake.

"Sleep baby. I'll get you home safe. Don't worry about a thing," he reassured me, kissing my forehead.

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Okay so I'm done writing this. I wrote it a while ago and can't really remember where I wanted to go with it. So I wrote this little small ending to give it a 12th part. Sorry the ending is pretty rubbish - Meg