crush imagines

runaway love

She was adventurous, he wasn't. They were opposites, that's for sure. People told them that they didn't know what love was, but does anyone? 

It was a rainy day in London and she was packing for her next adventure. He didn't want to leave his family but she was a persuasive girl. "Y/n, there's someone at the door for you!" Her older sister yelled at her. She zipped up her suitcase and ran down. It clanked as she stepped down each stair.

"Mom's not going to like you running off again." She told Y/n. She shrugged it off before opening the door. C/n stood, and took her suitcase from her. "You ready?" He asked her. She nodded her head before closing the door behind her. 

Her mum was a drunk. Her father left her when she was five and her sister was always gone to college. "I can't believe I listened to you." C/n mumbled, causing Y/n to giggle. "What can I say?" She ran off to the passenger seat of his jeep. 

They reached the airport and sat with their passports tightly held in their hands. "So... Madagascar this time, huh." He mumbled in her ear. She nodded. "That's the plan." A few minutes later the speakers blared. "Gate 6, Madagascar, you're boarding." The female voice said. With that, they stood up with their passports and carry-on bags. "Let's do this."

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sorta a short chapter but it's all i can do right now. stay happy!