Imagine

I Love You

*Lauren's POV*

"Laur your phone."Dinah says throwing it onto my lap.

I see its Y/N and immediately pick up.

"Hey baby."

"Hi."she sniffles.

"What's wrong?"I frown.

"You're miles away that's what's wrong."

"I know, I'm sorry if I could come to Miami I would in a heartbeat."

"It doesn't matter now.""Nothing matters anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"It's over."

"What's over?"

"My life."

"What are you talking about."I hit Dinah's shoulder and motion toward the TV so she could turn it down.

"I'm done fighting.""I've lost."

"Baby no.""No you haven't.""Don't say that."

"I'm sorry Lauren."she sobs."It's too much to handle.""I'm suffocating."

"Y/N where are you?"I hear cars speeding by in the background.

"Some bridge.""I dunno.""I just drove where my mind took me."

"Y/N, what bridge."

"Why?"she sniffles."It doesn't matter."

"It matters to me baby."I place my hand over the speaker to talk to Dinah.

"Go call Y/N's brother tell him she's at some bridge and she's gonna try to kill herself."Dinah's eyes widen as she sprints toward her phone.

"Baby?"I say into the phone.

"Yeah?"

"Talk to me."I didn't realize I had been crying until the tears started to blind my vision."Tell me what's up."

"Where do I begin?""My parents aren't shit.""You're three thousand miles away.""All this backlash from my fans because I'm dating you.""All the hate from your fans.""It's just...the list goes on."

"But Y/N.""You really want to leave me that bad?""You're gonna leave me here by myself because it's too much for you?""You know you can always come to me to talk.""We're supposed to be in this together okay?""Your stress is my stress too."

"I don't want you to have to worry about a thing.""You shouldn't have to.""I'm supposed to be taking care of you not the other way around."

"No baby we're supposed to be taking care of eachother.""There's a difference."

Dinah runs into the room mouthing "he thinks he knows where she is."

"I'm sorry Lauren."she cries out."I love you."is what she says before she hangs up. And I sit there in a daze realizing those were probably the last words I'd ever hear from her.