The Beatles Imagines

Soap (Ringo)

Yep, Melanie Martinez baby.
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She was crying. Pouring her feelings out.

She hated saying it.

That dirty word.

'Love.'

She shook her head violently.

"No, no, no..." she muttered repeatedly.

She doesn't want to tell him how she felt. She's too scared.

A lot of pretty girls likes him yet his attention was always on her.

"No, no, no..." she muttered once again.

She thought it was impossible.

She was tired. She felt like if she tells him how she feels, it would be a bit too much for him. He could drown. So she just kept her mouth shut. It was a puzzle.

She has to be careful on what to say.

She's on her tub, deep in thoughts.

Outside her bathroom door, there's a blue eyed man sitting on the edge of her bed.

Her heart was pounding so hard and her head was running wild.

Her love interest is just outside. She felt like washing her mouth out with soap once again.

She's afraid she would drown him with her feelings and he would go away.

Why does she always feel anxious whenever she's falling in love.

Whenever she say the four letter word, it always felt like a toaster just fell in the bathtub.

As she was deep in thoughts, she heard a knock on the door.

She snapped out of her thoughts and stared at the door.

"Y/N? Are ye alright?" the man said.

She shut her eyes tightly and bit her lips hard.

She inhaled shakily and said, "Yes."

The water already ran cold, though it was warm a while ago.

Maybe that's what's going to happen to her.

The change is scaring her.

She's afraid that maybe he would just grow bored and leave.

But their relationship was platonic.

She shook her head violently once again.

She's afraid that she's going to give a lot of effort.

Relationship is just like taking a bubble bath. It's going to be fun at first but later you'll grow tired and your fingers began to prune up so you'll just go away.

She couldn't take it anymore. She has to tell him.

She stood up and went out of her tub. She then waited for the bathtub to drain.

She pulled out a towel and wrapped it around her body.

When she opened the bathroom door, her heart started to pound again. She found him sitting on the edge of her bed, watching the television.

"Ringo?" she stuttered.

His eyes transferred from the television to her.

"Hi Y/N, you're finally done."

He let out a small laugh, which made her blush.

"I need to change," she said.

He just smiled and nodded then went outside of her bedroom.

She inhaled sharply and went to her closet and grabbed a simple plaid shift dress with a collar.

She put it on and proceeded to brush her hair.

Afterwards, she checked herself one last time and finally went out.

"Ringo?" she called out.

"Yes?"

Once again, her head was running wild.

"Where are you?"

"In the living room," he replied.

She went down and she found him sitting on the couch.

He looked up. His blue eyes were burning unto hers.

"I want to tell you something," she stuttered.

He sat up and smiled.

"I... I-"

"I?"

" I love you," She murmured.

There was silence.

She felt like washing her mouth out with soap.

Should've said the word 'love' .

"Y/N?"

She slowly looked up and he was already standing up close to her.

"I love you too," he replied with a smile.

He grabbed and hugged her.

She smiled and hugged back.

Yet, deep inside there's still doubt.

She's still scared that he'll go away and she'll probably wash her mouth out with soap.

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