Lesbian Imagines

Don't leave; Zendaya

She was tall and beautiful, with the purist brown eyes one could find. Her body spoke a language with mine that bleed understanding. Words never needed to be shared around just the two of us, we basked in the silence. She made me feel complete. During the summers we would spend so much time up in the ratty old tree house our dads built when we were at such a younge stage of life. As we got older we visted the tree house more frequently. If it was just to steal a secret kiss or just be in the presence of one another. But one day it stopped. She left town without so much as a farewell. I was left with a broken heart and flooded mind, forced to pretend that I only felt the way I did was because my best friend left. That cold winter when she left I couldn't help but feel cold, not due to the rigid weather but because there was an empty hole in my chest where my heart should have been. She left and took my heart with her.

Over the years I've isolated the people I love from my feelings to maintain what's left of them. I didn't expect a rush of emotions to rage through my body when she walked into my studio for a photoshot. It was like being drowned seeing her again. All the air was refused to be inhaled by my lungs. The worst fucking part is she looked at me like I was some damn stranger. Her lips curled into a smile and to my surprise she pulled me into a hug. "Hi Y/n." her voice was so unfamiliar yet I've never heard something that sounded so much like home before. I stuttered a reply before putting on my corporate face and telling her what to do.

With each flash of my camera she poses differently and I try my best to be professional and ignore the peg at my heart but the silence is becoming unbaring. "How have you been?" she tries to make small conversation but I only stay quiet. "Look I'm so for leaving without saying goodbye, I just knew if I saw your face or heard your voice I'd chicken out." She says and it feels like hell all over again. "I don't want to talk about us, there is no us." I state plainly snapping another photo. "It doesn't have to be that way, I still love you." She crosses her long tan legs. "It's to late for that."

A; that's super short sorryyyy and request are coming soon💕-G