Why don't we - imagines <3

My imaginary friends that can sing//All

This one is a bit of a different sort of imagine. It includes all the boys and a girl with some struggles.

"Y/n! If you don't stop talking about those imaginary friends of yours I am going to put you on your medicine again!" Your mums voice echoes throughout the house as you cower back in the corner of the room.
"I-i-i'm sorry Mum. I-i-i won't do it again." You say, the words barely escaping your mouth.
Your mother frowns and leaves the kitchen, heading back up to the room her and your father share. You relax a little, still terrified of the possibility of being put on your medication again. You check the time, counting down the seconds until it hit 4:15 pm. The time Daniel always came round. Your eyes light up as the clocks :14 changes to a :15 and you run out to the backyard, heading straight over to the tree where Daniel stood. His arms are crossed as you walk over, a cold expression playing across his face. Your excitement droops, worry soon displaying across your once terrified then smiley face.

"What's wrong Daniel?" You say, sitting cross-legged in front of him. He sits down too, facing you.
"Your mother threatened you with the pills again, didn't she?" He mumbles, looking down at his hands. You nod, sadness taking a turn across your face. He sighs, resting a hand on your knee, in that friendly supportive type of way.
"What were you saying about us this time?" He says, looking up towards you.
You smile a little, remembering how happy you were to tell your mum.
"I was telling her how good you guys are at singing. How you have such a recognisable voice and how Zach has such a powerful voice for a younger boy. How Jonah can sing so low and how Corbyns voice has a little huskier tone to it and how good Jack is at singing vibratos and higher notes. I was just so happy about how cool my best friends are." Daniel smiles and he quietly starts singing to you, so only you could hear-because only you could hear. You smile and lie down on Daniels lap, while he plays with your hair and continues singing. You close your eyes, thinking about how great life would be if you never had to deal with the pills and the imagining things. If you weren't so alone.
His singing, stops.

"Y/n," he whispers, hurt clearly in his voice, "I know you're alone, but we will always be here for you, no matter what anyone says. Okay?" You nod in defeat, he is only in your brain anyways, of course he knows what you're thinking. You hear Daniels watch beat and you sigh. His time is up. He sits up and you wrap your arms around his neck, breathing in deeply and smelling him for the last time tonight. He smiles sadly and leaves, walking into the shrubbery behind your house.

You frown, knowing that you can't speak to Daniel again tonight, the rules you had made up a long time ago, so you wouldn't get too attached to any one of your friends. You stand up, the same routine taking control of your body for you. You walk towards your house and down into the basement, where the pool table and the bar was sat. You walk over there and laugh, finding it kinda ironic. Zach, the youngest of your imaginary friends, was underage. So it was quite funny that the place you always went with Zach, was the bar. You walk into the basement and see Zach leaning over the bar counter, waiting for you. As soon as you enter the room, his position changes and he turns to you. Upset.

You quickly get over to him and hug around his waist, he has always liked hugging you so he can rest his chin atop of your head.
"What's wrong Zach?" You whisper, looking up to him. He frowns and pulls away from the hug, leaning his back against the counter and putting his hands in his jean pockets.
"Your mum. Gosh darn it, she's great but she won't ever listen to you. She isn't helping." He clearly begins to get angry, making you cautiously step away. His face softens and he looks at you.
"I'm sorry Y/n, I won't get angry around you again." You nod and he pulls you over to the pool table. Over the past few years -the past few years of having acquired your new friends- you had become quite good at pool, all thanks to Zach. He taught you how to play and now, you were just as good as he was.