Don't - Bryson Tiller
Colby hates this. He misses you so much but you're with him.
"Don't" a faint whisper escapes Colby's lips as he sees you with him. He knows you can't hear him, but a little part of him hopes you do. He sees him put his hands around your waist. Rage fuels inside of colby. Before he knows it he's pushing him off of you.
"Dude get your hands off me, she's my girl okay" he says holding you close.
"Colby?!" You say, confused to even see him here.
"No"
"She's mine" he states blankly.
"You left colby, we broke up remember?"
"But I'm back and I'm better"
"I'm not yours anymore" you say holding him tighter.
Colby walks backwards a little, disoriented by the reality that he doesn't have you anymore. The reality that you aren't his anymore.
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Your phone rings and you answer reluctantly, because of the unknown number that appears on the screen.
"Hello?.. "
"I want you"
"Who is this?"
"I want you y/n, I want you bad as ever now"
You sign, knowing its Colby on the other line so you question him as to why he's doing this and re-inform him that you guys are broken up and you're happy with him now.
"I won't let him be with you"
"But that's not your choice Colby"
You heard nothing but silence on the other end of the phone.
"..but you're mine"
You stay silent, letting him continue.
"He doesn't show any effort baby"
"I should be with you, you hold me together y/n"
"Colby.." You choke out.
"I'd do anything just to show you you're special, to show you how much I love you"
"I-I uh have to go, he should be over soon"
He left you speechless. Again.
"Common y/n, you gotta be sick of this guy"
"Goodbye Colby"
Just as you hung up, your phone buzzed. He texted you saying he can't make it. Again. This was the third time he cancelled on you this week and you were annoyed. You texted Colby to come over.
You heard a familiar car honk a few minutes later. You smiled lightly to yourself and ran down the stairs.
You get in the car, not knowing what to expect, colby always was spontaneous and you loved it. The radio played lightly in the background as you both talked.
As he drove,Colby's right hand found its way to a familiar spot on you upper thigh, gripping it slightly. You push his hand away, knowing it's wrong. The feeling however;completely opposite.
Silence entered the car, until colby spoke.
"If you were mine you would top everything"
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Sam and Colby Imagines
Fanfiction⚠️SOME WILL BE DIRTY (SMUT)⚠️ So bc I'm writing an actual story and have a lot of ideas that fit nowhere in the story ahah, I decide to make these imagines. Hope you enjoy!
