XXVII Imagines (Lauren/You)

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A/N: inspired by The Weeknd

It's been a long cold winter day. I have been studying all day. It's a great distraction from everything.

Taking a break, I get up and walk upstairs to the roof to smoke. I inhaled, feeling the smoke slightly burning my lungs. My eyes closed and I let out a long exhale.

I might be a smoker, but I hate the smell of it. So I never smoke in my room. My bestfriend used to smoke in my room, I got angry, she didnt care, I yelled at her, she yelled at me, and of course, we had angry sex after. That almost happens daily.

Even though we are bestfriends, having sex was a daily routine for us. She always texts me, telling me she's coming over, that she needs me. And without even having a chance to reply I hear knocking on my door. I open the door. We stare at each other, her eyes full of lust. And we spend a few hours together. And she leaves. No cuddles. Just sex.

The reason why? It is because there is no love. Not in our dictionary, not in our world.

That's what we thought.

And we thought wrong. So wrong.

She started whispering things I'd never imagine that would come out of her mouth.

"Say it louder, baby." "Who's gonna love you like me?"

The sex was incredible, no words can describe the feeling. But I knew, that was all. Even though I started having feeling for her. I couldn't picture myself in a relationship. Not with her, not with anyone.

I don't wanna hurt her, but she lives for the pain.

I don't wanna say it, but that's what she became.

I'll always be there for her. I have no shame.