Martin Garrix Imagines

Treat you better

You and Martin have been friends your whole life long. You went together to Kindergarten and school. Martin was always the best male friend to you, he was always a big brother to you.

All the years through you supported Martin in his dreams becoming a world known producer and DJ. Even when the others made fun of him for his big dreams, you stood up for him and believed in him.

With the time Martin got more and more known, the sucess started to separate you two. Though you were sad that you couldn't see him that often anymore, you were extremely proud of him. You knew how much it meant to him.

When you met your current boyfriend David, your friendship slowly died. Though you tried to stay in touch with Martin, he always rejected it.

You have never found out why he stopped talking to you. He never told you why.

First it was hard for you to understand why, but with the time you started getting over it. You became happy with David, there was only you and him.

David and you were a happy couple, all your friends called you "couple goals".
You were the happiest girl on earth, till that day when everything started to change.

It was that day when you, David and some friends of you had a night out. You all were drunk and didn't know what you were doing. During that night a guy came up to you and started flirting with you. You tried to ignore him, but in the end he started touching you. David saw it and ended up knocking the boy unconscious.
This was the night he stared being overprotective, jealous and abusive.

He began to forbid you to go out and meet friends, especially boys.
In the beginning he only hurt you with words, but lately he started getting violent.
You always forgave him for hurting you, you simply didn't have to courage to leave him, until that day...

*9 PM, Amsterdam*
Martin's POV:

Freshly showered I get out of the bathroom and head to the kitchen, where I get myself an orange juice. With the glass and my mobile phone I slump on the couch and scroll through my instagram. Today is one of the rare days I can completely relax by myself.
Sometimes I miss those days.

While I am watching funny videos I hear the doorbell ringing.
Who could it be? I don't expect anybody.
Lazily I get up from the couch and walk to the door. Before I am able to open the door I hear loud sobs. Curious I open the door, my breath hitches in my throat when I finally see who is standing in front of me.

It's been 3 years that we have seen each other for the last time. 3 years that we have talked to each other. I just couldn't handle it to see her being happy with another guy.

3 years passed, but her beauty remained the same. She became even prettier.
Even though her face is tear stained and full with cuts and bruises she is pretty.
She is always pretty.
My heart cramps at the broken reflection of her, who did this to her? Maybe David?

"Y/N?", I aspirate. I still can't really believe it is her.
"Martijn...I am-so sorry, that I-didn't believe you-back then.", she sobs uncontrollably.
Her whole body is trembling, it breaks my heart seeing her being hurt. Even after 3 years my feelings for her are still the same.
I never could stop loving her.

"Come inside. It's okay, he won't do anything to you anylonger. I promise you.", I whisper and put my arm around her shoulder, leading her inside.

When we reach the bedroom I make her sit on my bed. I kneel down in front of her, scanning her. Her face is covered with cuts and bruises, her shirt smeared with blood.
How could he do that to her?
My blood boils inside of me, I could kill this son of a bitch for touching her.