One Direction, R5, and 5SOS Imagines<3

Ross Imagine

(y/f/r/=Your Favourite Restaurant) 

Today was just another ordinary day.

Lazy Saturday.

meeeoooooowww meeeooooowww

Andd....there goes my phone.

Ross: Hey babe, lunch today at y/f/r?

I quickly replied, no way I was gonna miss a date with my beautiful boyfriend.

Me: Sure, meet you there at 12:00? 

I got his reply seconds later.

Ross: Sure babe, dress pretty. ;)

I kinda just started searching my closet for anything pretty, after about 30 minutes I ended up with this. (Outfit)

Pretty soon, 12:00 rolled around and I hopped into my car and drove to y/f/r.

"Reservation?" The man at the counter asked me. 

What would Ross use for a reservation name?

"Ross?" I said, my tone unsure. 

"This way." He said, walking towards me and showing me to a table.

He showed me to a table in the restaurant where I could definitely make out Ross, but there was some other chick at the table with him.

His cousin?

No, she had dark hair and light eyes, there as no way she was his cousin. 

NOPE. No way. I don't think Ross would be making out with his cousin. 

Realization hit me like a ton of bricks.

Ross, my adorable (ex)boyfriend, was cheating on me with some other girl. 

"Ross!?!" I half screamed, "Who is she?!" 

They broke apart and the facial expression on Ross made him look like a deer caught in headlights. 

"Cora, I-I-"

"No. Don't. We're done." I spat at him as I stormed out of the restaurant. 

I couldn't stop thinking about him. 

Yes, he might of been a self-centred jerk, but he was handsome and kind.

Ask anybody, I've never cried a single tear in my life. I was always supposed to be the "protecter" in the family, always looking out for my younger siblings. But I swear, I cried out Niagra Falls that night.

My tears almost blocked out the sound of a guitar coming from outside my window.

Then came the lyrics.

I want you here with me,

Like how I pictured it,

So I don't have to keep imagining,

Come on jump out at me,

Come on bring everything,

Is it too much to ask for something great?

Ross?

I ran over to my windowsill to see the little blond bombshell right below my window. 

"Ross? What are you doing!?" I yelled.

He stopped his song and look up at me with a smile on his. 

"I wanted my princess back." 

"Me? Yeah right."

"Cora, I love you. I'm sorry about her, I was being stupid. Please princess, forgive me?"

I sighed, I could resist him. I truly did love him.

"Of course." I replied back with the same genuine smile.