Band Imagines and Preferences cx

He cheats

Band:The word alive

Members-Tyler Smith, and Luke Holland

Tyler's P.O.V

"Tyler?" that familiar, oh so familiar sweet voice whimpered through the doorway. I froze, having the realization hit me so quickly, I nearly threw up. I closed my eyes in shame, sighing, as I took a look at my beautiful y/n. She was trying, trying so hard to not break down and cry as if it was the only thing she could do at a time like this. Her crying was something so heartbreaking to me, that I have to collect myself every time I see her so vulnerable. Oh God, no. I did this. I caused this.

"y/n" I whispered, lightly pushing on the girl's chest that was attached to mine, not hard enough to hurt her, but hard enough for her to slip away from me.
Five months ago. Five months ago I started to cheat on y/n with Alexandra. It started out as y/n and I, only y/n and I, as Alexandra was just a family friend of mine, but there were things she said that played with my mind. Alexandra would purposly get me drunk, and slowly, but surely, start to convince me that there were feelings between us. I never thought that it had been possible. I never thought my feelings for y/n would ever be replaced, but unrealistic feelings started between Alexandra and I, and it started progressing into something more.
There was a part of me that knew it always had to have been y/n. Always her. I just never listened to myself.
I saw y/n's head hang low as she ran her fingers through her beautifly smoothed hair. She shook her head as she took a deep breath; collecting herself.
"I'm sorry. I'll just, uh, I'll just go" she gave a fake smile.
"No. Y/n, baby, this-", I started to say, gesturing toward me and Alexandra, "this is a mistake. Gosh, y/n-y/n no".
Before she could respond, Alexandra started crying. I felt her shake beside me as soft sobs rocked her back and forth. She was crying, and I didn't even feel bad. Not once, not anything how I felt seeing y/n near tears at this moment.
"T-Tyler, you said you l-loved me a-and that I was th-the only girl you have ever l-loved. Y-You can't say I'm a mist-take, Tyler. That h-hurts me" she sobbed, clutching onto my arm like she was trying to keep me in place.
My eyes shut gentely again, knowing that y/n would please anybody before pleasing herself. She's going to let me go, and now, I'm positive of it.
I heard y/n take in a sharp breath, and I knew that if I don't open my eyes now, I'll never be able to see her again.
"It's fine, I'll go. You guys-", y/n sucked in a breath, trying to swallow the tears daring to escape her eyes, but she was too weak. Unwanted tears had slipped out of her eyes, and she didn't even do anything about them, "you guys love eachother too much to let go. I won't get in the way of that anymore. I'll have Luke pick up my stuff for me".
Alexandra squealed, jumping onto my frame as happy tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Did you hear that, baby? After five months we finally get to be together. Just us!" she squealed again, latching onto my neck and kissing my cheek continuesly.
I didn't stop staring at y/n, I couldn't, knowing any second could be the last. I stiffly wrapped my arms around Alexandra, not knowing what else to do, I was never getting y/n back, nothing could change her mind. I quickly blinked, hoping that when I reopened my eyes that my beautiful y/n would be right there, just waving a goodbye or something, anything, but once I opened them, I saw an empty, lonley doorway.

- Three months later -
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The room was spinning around me as my head pounded through my ears. I really needed to drink more, just to stop this pain, the pain that wrapped around my heart that hasn't stop squeezing. I feel like pain is the only thing I've been feeling, and only alcohol is the way to make me distract myself.
I took a long, swift swig of the toxic liquid, burning it's way through my body. About half way through my second bottle, my head fell onto my arms, as if my own body had given up on me. This was so unsafe, but I had done this everynight that I hadn't cared in a while. It helped me become numb, an unbelieveably beautiful feeling when you feel so close to losing yourself.
"Hey sis!" Luke called throughout the house, as the front door snapped shut, but I didn't even flinch. I was so drunk I could fall over my chair if I moved a muscle.
"Y/N?" Luke questioned, walking into the kitchen, where he had found me. I heard him sigh in disappointment. I thought he would've caught on after three months of finding me like this, that's how it'll be from now on. Although, if it were worse days than this, I'd turn to something more than alcohol. Sometimes Luke would find me high. I'd smoke a pack a day if I didn't have enough alcohol to satisfy me. I really shouldn't put Luke through all of this-him taking care of me and all, but he insists on helping me-walking me through whatever it is I need to get to the brighter side. I don't think he's figured out that my brighter side is where Tyler is, but Tyler is gone, along with any hope of happiness.
"Come on, lets get you ready for bed" he said, trying to make me move, but I barely could. My body had completely shut down, and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it.
Luke carefully lifted me, bringing my body against his as my face burried in the side of his neck. One arm held up my lower body as the other held my upper body in place so I wouldn't fall over.
"I hate comming home and seeing this, y/n. You're my sister, and I don't want to find you dead one day".
"Sorry" I slurred, barely moving my lips. I wanted to say a whole apology, but I couldn't bring myself to it. I will, one day, once I figure out exactly what I'm sorry for.
Just then, the doorbell rang, bringing a pulsing bang to my forehead, causing me to hiss in pain. Luke stumbled to the door, and swung it open with struggle.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Luke roared, tightening his grip around me. Ever since Luke was being the overprotective brother he was, and beat Tyler up the night I had caught him cheating, Luke had made it clear to have Tyler never go near the Holland family again. The guys would never hang out as a whole anymore, unless it was for recording. Luke would always not show up to any meetings if Tyler was going, and that took up most of their career.
"I just wanted to, uh-"
"Save it, Tyler. We don't want you here".
Knowing Tyler was nearly two feet away from me made me even more sad than I have been. Knowing that I was unable to touch him or hug him or kiss him the way I wanted to made my heart break in a million peices.
I weakly brought the whiskey to my lips, and took a long swig of it, hoping it will get rid of the pain that I have felt.
"God damn it, y/n, stop that", Luke groaned, sitting me down against the wall so he could take away the whiskey bottle, "you'll die in a fucking year if you keep drinking like this" he muttered, making short strides to the kitchen to empty out my bottle.
No matter how odd it was to not feel a cold glass held in my hand, I was way too drunk to even fight it. I felt as if I were to pass out at any moment. I wouldn't be shocked if I had dropped dead.
"You never used to drink" I heard Tyler whisper, more to himself than to me.
"Yeah, well, she never smoked, either, but look at what you caused" Luke spat, once he came back from the kitchen.Luke gentely lifted my limp body up, carrying me bridal so that I could fall asleep, just like every other night.
I moaned from my headach, burrying my face in my big brother's chest in attempt to cure it. But nothing worked. I started crying, again, just like the passed three months.
"Come on, y/n, you're alright. Lets get you to bed" Luke whispered, giving one last glare at Tyler before walking me to the bedroom. Luke gently set me down on the bed before grabbing extra pillows for me.
My cries turned into strong sobs, feeling as if my life had hit me with a brick. Too much keeps on happening so quickly that I can't keep up. I'm losing who I am, and Luke deffinatly knows that.
"I'm going to go talk to Tyler, alright? I'll be right back" he mumbled, fixing my pillow to make it more comfortable.
"Luke! No!" I sobbed. I hated going to sleep alone, and it makes me so sad that sometimes Luke would have to call one of the boys to comfort me.
"Please! Don't leave me alone! I want Tyler! I want Tyler!" I screamed, stiring around in my bed, my body's way of searching for him, "Please get me Tyler!".
I screamed, I screamed so loud that it felt so good. I was screaming out every source of pain I had ever felt, screaming out what had been bundled up inside of me. I just screamed, screamed like I never have before, and it was the best feeling I've had in a while.
"I'm here, calm down, I'm here", Tyler cooed, wipping off all of the tears that were falling down from my face, "I'm always here. I'm always right here".
Without any thought, I pulled Tyler toward me, cuddling myself into his side. He slowly went under the covers with me, holding me like he has never held me before. I had never felt so secure in my life, whether this was the last night, or the first, it felt so damn good to have him.
"I'll talk with you in the morning, Tyler" Luke growled, before exiting the room.
Tyler tightened his grip on me, and held me against him as if I would disappear in a second.
"It's over now, y/n. It's done. You and me. Just you and me now".

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I caught a cold and didn't feel well

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