-Thats All That matters-

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A/N: First Imagine, hope you like it.....

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I glance over at Lauren who had her full attention on the Tv. We were watching 'Big Bang Theory'. Really good show, anyways, we've been watching Tv for about two hours now and it was already 9:30. I decided to take a break and go outside to the backyard.

I stand up from the couch leaving Lauren alone in the living room by herself. I slid the back door open walking towards the pool taking a seat on the edge with my legs now in the cold water staring up at the billions of stars.

"You okay?"

I hear a raspy voice asked as I feel her sit right next to me.

"Yeah."

I didn't take my eyes off the stars but felt her take my hand into hers intertwining them. I let out a sigh thinking, how can someone so beautiful love me? In my world it's impossible for someone so beautiful to love me.

"Lauren?"

She hums in response laying her head on my shoulder. Should I ask? I mean it's a pretty dumb question....

"Never mind."

Lauren moves her head off my shoulder to look at me. I could feel her eyes on me and it made me nervous.

"No, what were you going to say."

"No it's nothing, really."

I said turning my head to look at her. God she looked so beautiful, with her wavy hair, nose pricing, pink plump lips, green eyes, she's so attractive and she chooses me. I'm hardly attractive....

"Y/n, what is it? I won't stop bothering you until you tell me."

She says with her perfect eye brows narrowed down. I bit the inside of my cheek before looking away from her and stare down at my reflection in the water.

What does she see in me? All I see is a girl who doesn't know how love or look pretty. I could feel tears wanting to come out of my eyes but I hold them in. I didn't want Lauren to see my cry, it would show how weak I was.

"Y/n? What's wrong?"

"N-nothing Lauren."

I stuttered out. Fuck you stuttering. She puts a hand on my arm squeezing lightly making me close my eyes. Why would she touch me? My body is not want she needs.

"Talk to me, babe. I'm really worried right now. What's wrong, please tell me."

Why would she be worried about me? I'm not worth her time. I could feel a tear slide down my face making me quickly stand up to me feet wiping it quickly before walking right back into the house.

"Y/n!"

I hear her yell from behind me but I didn't stop, I ran up the stairs into the bathroom locking it shut and as soon as I do so, the tears came rushing down. I sit in the bathtub with my knees up to my chest and chin on my knees.

She doesn't need me. She doesn't love me, right? I'm hard to love and she doesn't want that, right? She can get another other human begin but she chooses me, why? I'm ugly, useless, lazy, stupid, coward, afraid, probably even trash.

I hear knocking on the door making me jump a bit.

"Y/n, please open the door!"

I hide my face in my arms hopping she would stop knocking and go away. But she didn't, she kept on knocking and pounding on the door repeatedly.

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