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Heartbeat (LUKE): ©Skiller0Dani

Hey guys! It's been a long long LONG time! I've been busy with school and I'M WRITING AN ORIGINAL BOOK ??? ANYWAY. In celebration of reaching over 6000 reads, I've decided to log back in and write another Imagine! THIS ONE IS BAD AND I'M SORRY, I'M A LITTLE OUT OF PRACTICE.

Song: When We Were Young by Adele

~DaNi

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I shouldn't have come here. I thought to myself as I stood in the back of a crowd of teenagers. I didn't know if I could bare too see him after how we parted last time. As much as I'd like to pretend that we did, the truth is Luke and I ended our relationship on bad terms. He wanted us to be friends, but I was so blindsided when he broke up with me, all I felt was anger and pain. I never expected him to break up with me. I cried and I cursed at him and I all but threw him out of my apartment. We haven't spoken a word to each other since. So when I foolishly decided to come along to a meet and greet he set up, I didn't expect to actually have a chance of seeing him. I don't know why I even came, a part of me misses him so much it aches. I waited in the back of the line, nervously bouncing around on my heels. People around me were all staring at me and I crossed my fingers, hoping that none of them remembered me. Luke would post a photo of us every now and again on Twitter and Instagram, he has deleted them now. Some girls standing near me leaned in close to each other, in an attempts to whisper to each other without me hearing.

"Isn't that Luke's ex?" One of them says and the other girls looks me over.

"Yeah that's her. I heard she cheated on him." The other girl whispers and I have to use all my self control to not turn and yell at them. That's not what happened, they weren't there so how can they even pretend to know what happened? They both scowled at me as the line slowly crept forward and the closer I inched to the front, the more I realized how unprepared I was. I had no reason to be here and I had nothing to say, but I knew I wanted to be here. I needed to see him. I bit my lip nervously as he finally comes into view. I see sunglasses over his eyes in between pictures, and when I see him more clearly, I furrow my eyebrows. They're the blue ones, that I got him. I thought he was going to throw them out, but after all this time, he still has them. I see him smile and hug a girl as he takes off his sunglasses for the picture. I duck my head as his eyes flicker towards me, once I know he's looking away I stand back up straight. I slowly but surely reach the front of the line, and I do my best to collect myself when I'm the next person to see him. I keep my head down, my heart beating out of my chest. I see the girl leave and I take a tentative step forward as me and Luke finally stand face to face, in over 1 year. He freezes, slowly removing his sunglasses, and locking his gaze with mine. We both stand, staring at each other frozen until I look away.

"This was a mistake." I mutter as I turn to leave. I begin to march away, trying to fight the tears. What was I thinking?

"Y/N!" I hear Luke call and I stop moving, my back facing him.

"I-I want to talk to you. But not here. After? Please?" He pleads and I resist the urge to turn around, because I know if I look him in the eyes, I won't have the strength to turn him down.

"Y/N." He says, his voice closer. I know all the girls standing in line are looking at us, and by now they all know who I am. I sigh, turning around to face him. I see him looking at me, doing that adorable smile that he knows will work on me.

"Fine. Where do you want me to wait?" I ask him and he leads me back into the building behind him. I walk in to see a lobby that I happily sit myself in as he heads back out to finish his meet and greet. I slump back into the couch, wishing I could just rip my life apart. I was the bitch that ruined any chance of us being friends, and yet he still begged for me to stay, which I almost didn't. Why am I always the mean one? I watch through a big open window as the sun slowly sets, and the line disappears. Luke comes back through the door, sitting on the couch next to me. I turn, leaning the left side of my body against the backrest of the couch so I could look at him. None of us say anything until tears are welling in my eyes. Luke instantly pulls me into his chest as I melt against him. I begin to cry into his chest as he gently places a kiss on my head.

"I'm sorry." I whisper and he only holds me tighter. I nuzzle in the crook of his neck as he takes a breath.

"It's okay." He tells me and we stay there, on the couch, for a while. I don't know what this means, and I don't know if this changes anything. All I know is that I love Luke, and I won't be stupid enough to let him go again. So I lean against him, relishing in the feeling of his arms around me again because it's taken me all this time to realize how much I missed him. I let my worries drift away as I lay here with him, listening to the gentle sound of his heartbeat.