Imagines

Francisco Lachowski Part 2

Francisco's POV

She ran away? Why would she do that? I'm so confused and then she said.

I couldn't stand you two being together. I've loved you for so long Fran. I was going to tell you the night you introduced me to her. Well I was going to tell you before you introduced us but i didn't. Now look at you two, you've got a beautiful son Fran. If I'm here I feel like I wouldn't be that supportive of you and it hurts Fran. I can't watch you two together. She's living what I've always wanted since we were 14 Fran. I love you Fran.
Y/n/n

She's loved me back all this time? I can't believe that. No i won't, so I call and call. No reply, I think of all the places she could've gone.

Flashback

"I want to go to Ireland Fran." Y/n/n says.

"Why Ireland?"

"I appreciate the way they can hold their liquor." She laughs. I laugh with her.

"Thats kind of racist." I say, she just shrugs her shoulder and lies down to look at the stars.

She has to be in Ireland, it's the only place she's always wanted to go and the only place she would go. But she doesn't want me to find her, besides I have a son and a beautiful wife. I can't go after her. Well, no, I can't and I won't. When she wants to talk to me she will. We will talk to each other again, I just know it.

Three years later

It was like our first meeting all over again. There she was just sitting there, on a bench. But this time, she has a baby girl.

"Y/n/n is that you?" I ask.

"I'm sorry? But who are you?" She asks.