Sing! Johnny imagines ~ (SLOW UPDATES)

Cheater ; part 2 (1st ending)

(y/f/a is your friend's animal aka what animal she/he/they is/are :))
Y/N's POV, a year later.
I sighed and walked towards my windowsill, the sunset looked beautiful, I had finally managed to get my own apartment over time. A look of confusion made it's way across my face, I saw through the clear glass a million of little orange flyers all around the air. I quickly opened my window and snatched a stranded paper, quickly shutting my window again. I sat on the small bed next to the windowsill and read the paper.

A singing competition? I've always had a passion for singing, but singing reminded me of Johnny, I have to move on someday, why not give it a shot? I sighed and put the flyer on my bed stand, grabbing my phone and going downstairs. I sat on the couch and called my friend, y/f/n, and asked her/him if she/he could come over.

I shot up from my small nap at the sound of my doorbell, knowing it was y/f/n. I walked ove to the door and opened it, my best friend's goofy smile appearing. She engulfed me in a hug and laughed. "You look like a mess." She/he joked, still hugging me. I broke our embrace and walked over to the mirror, noticing what she/he meant by 'mess'.

My hair was in a very messy bun, I had huge bags under my eyes, my eyes were red, and my skin looked pale. I sighed and turned towards the y/f/a with a bored expression. I ran upstairs and motioned for her to follow me, shutting the door after she/he came in. I snatched the paper from my bed stand and shoved it into y/f/n, who was sat at my windowsill. Her/his f/e/c (friend's eye color) eyes skimmed through the orange paper, reading out loud silently.

When she/he was done, her/his eyes were wider than a tunnel, putting the paper back on my nightstand. "You've GOT to audition. You're an awesome singer, and you've got the charm of a cat!" Y/f/n exclaimed, shaking you slowly. You looked up at her/him with a frown. "You know HE is still in town, he loves singing and I don't have a single doubt that he'll be there. I don't think I can face him.." I trailed off, sighing. Y/f/n's jaw clenched and she/he shook her head slightly. You could see a glint of determination in her/his shiny f/e/c eyes and that didn't mean well.

"Y/f/n, you need to forget about him. So what if he's there? You'll show you're still standing better than ever (oh just you wait people will be complaining about the pun) and that you moved on. You don't need him! Show him what a strong and independent young woman you've become!" She/he spoke, almost as if she's /he's trying to motivate a kindergartner on their first day of school. I smiled and nodded. "You're right, I can do this." I said with a brave tone.

DAY OF AUDITIONS

"I can't do this!" I whined, pushing against y/f/n, who pushed me to the line. She/he huffed and it was almost like it was hard for her to talk. "Yes, you ca-ugh- you can. You've wo-ow-worked to hard for this and -cmon- you're not quitting now." She/he said, struggling. I sighed and finally gave in, allowing her/him to drag me to the line. She smiled and patted my head, panting. "Good girl." She/he complimented with a laugh, I rolled my eyes and went with the flow of the line.

I neared the doors as more people went in, y/f/n still by your side. Your ears twitched suddenly and you perked them up. You heard a familiar voice from inside the building, and your ears twitched once again. Y/f/n's ranting became inaudible as you heard the voice you've been dreading for he past year. You desperately tapped on y/f/n's shoulder and tapped your ears, motioning for her to listen.

Her/his eyes widened at the sound and she/he began mumbling a few "oh no"s here and there. Johnny was inside and he was singing all of me. "Hide me before he comes here!" I whisper-yelled at the f/h/c (friend's hair color) and she looked around, grabbing a trash can and quickly placing it on me. I cringed but calmed down once I noticed it was actually clean. "How am I going to move?" I asked, still whispering. She sighed and mumbled, "I'll move you, just be quiet." I sighed and whispered an okay. I heard faint footsteps and I could only guess he was coming out.

I then heard he footsteps come towards us, and my heart began beating faster than it probably ever had. "Hey, y/f/n! What brings you here?" The British accent I had known too well spoke out, he sounded happy, the thought of him moving on was leaving me with bittersweet butterflies in my stomach. I heard y/f/n gasp, I became worried. "Johnny, what's happened to you? You look like you haven't eaten in years! Or slept, for that matter!" She/he exclaimed, shock clearly evident in her/his voice.

I instantly knew not to judge by voices, I had to wait till I saw the person. I heard a deep chuckle and the same British accent was heard, the butterflies fluttering away inside my stomach once again. "I've been a mess since last year, y/f/n. I haven't eaten in about a week or so and I haven't slept in forever. I can't sleep without her and," his beautiful voice began to crack, tears filling my eyes. "I-I decided -hic- I'm n-not goi-ng to sle-sleep without her in m-my arms." His voice sounded so fragile, but still the same soothing and beautiful melodic tone he always had.

I texted y/f/n, I couldn't bear this anymore. In the middle of her/him comforting Johnny, the buzz was heard and I heard her/him unlock her phone.

Y/N ❤️😘😋;  I can't hear anymore of this, it's breaking my heart. Think I can get out and confront him? He sounds so.. broken.
Y/f/n ❤️😍😜; of course, I'll distract him and you can get out slowly and make it look like you just got here?
Y/N ❤️😘😋; sounds like a plan. getting out.

I put my phone back in my pocket and waited for her/him to signal me, the signal being a text. A few seconds later, I felt the vibration in my pocket and I quickly went under the trashcan and got out, running to the end of the street then walking back as casual as I could. The closer I got to the pair, the amount of nervousness in my body increased, I quickly gulped as I was maybe 10 steps away from the two, what was I going to say?

I reached y/f/n and Johnny and fake gasped, trying to play it off as if I didn't know he was here at all. I saw his unusual slim figure turn around and his eyes widened, mine widening as well. I teared up as I scanned across his features, his naturally spiked hair was messy, his eyes were dull and bloodshot, his face looked sunk in, as if there was only a thin layer of skin covering his skull, and he was really slim and slender.

Y/f/n told people to go in front of us, so the line wouldn't be held up. He began to sob quietly, as did I. I couldn't stand seeing him like this, it was a heartbreaking sight. He looked down and shut his eyes tight, as if it hurt badly looking at me. I hesitantly wrapped my arms around him tightly, he hugged me back almost immediately and sobbed into my shoulder.

I laid my head on his slumped shoulders and sobbed as well, people looking at us in awe or giving us weird looks. "I-I've missed you so much, oh my god, you can't be real." He sobbed and hugged me tighter. I just hugged back, not a word out of my mouth. Y/f/n awkwardly stepped in and cleared her/his throat, not wanting to let the moment end. "I really don't want to break this up, but you still need to audition y/n." She/he quickly mumbled, stepping back into the line. Johnny quickly let go of me and smiled, tears still trailing down his cheeks.

"Go on y/n, you're going to do amazing." He reassured with a wide grin. "Okay, wait for me out here?" I asked, sniffling quietly. "Do you forgive me?" He whispered, leaning his forehead into mine. I smiled and nodded slightly. "Of course, Johnny." I softly spoke, his features breaking out into a wide smile. We hugged once again, then we broke apart as we realized I was next. "You're going to win this, you'll see. Good luck." He said, a soft grin was evident on his face. I nodded and went in, grabbing the microphone as soon as I went up.

I looked at the shimmering lights, admiring how they complimented my complexion. I've got this.

Tell me that you love me, even if it's fake..

Cuz I don't fucking care..

At all.
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Hey guys, finally updated! This was kinda sad to write but hey lmao, the second ending is being worked on and so is a request 😊 love you guys!
                        -Lyssapie💓