IMAGINES ▹ ROSS BUTLER

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( NEW RULES )
by superhalsteads

Since Reggie broke up with you you haven't stopped thinking about him. You loved him but he didn't love you, not in the same way that you loved him, that's what the problem was. When he broke up with you it came out of no where, one minute you were laughing having milkshakes at Pop's the next he told you it was over. That night you went over to your best friend Cheryl's and told her everything. She held you while you let out all of your tears for Reggie and kept telling you that 'he was no good for you, Y/N/N. you deserve better'. Tonight was no different. When you texted her that he wanted to get a milkshake at Pop's and that you were considering it she drove over to your house straight away. Cheryl waltzed into your house and up to your room where you were met with an unimpressed looking red haired girl still in her pyjamas.

Talkin' in my sleep at night
Makin' myself crazy
(Out of my mind, out of my mind)
Wrote it down and read it out
Hopin' it would save me
(Too many times, too many times)
Oh, he makes me feel like nobody else
Nobody else
But my love, he doesn't love me
So I tell myself, I tell myself

"Y/N, do I have to remind you what he put you through?" She asked, her arms crossed.

"Cher..." You groaned.

"He's only calling you because he's alone okay and probably seeking validation of some kind. Hell, he might even be drunk and looking for a hook up. You know it's true, Y/N. He's done it before." Cheryl moved over to sit on your bed with you and looked at you knowingly. You moved your gaze from Cheryl to your phone knowing she was right. "You know that if you keep letting him in he's just going to hurt you. Y/N, do you remember all the times I spent holding you, watching you cry tears for him even though he never deserved them in the first place. It broke my heart seeing you like this so excuse me for being harsh but I'll be damned if he manipulates you and hurts you again. If you keep being his friend you'll never get over him and you won't be able to move on."

One, don't pick up the phone
You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone
Two, don't let him in
You have to kick him out again
Three, don't be his friend
You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning
And if you're under him
You ain't getting over him

Cheryl was right her words were harsh, they stung you a little but deep down you knew she was right. "You're right." You mumbled barley audible but Cheryl heard you. She looked at you with empathy and hugged you.

"It's going to be okay, Y/N/N." She assured you. Cheryl pulled away from the hug, her previous look of empathy changing to determination. "Here's what we're going to do. First past me your phone." She held out her hand for you to give her your phone which you reluctantly obliged to. "We're going to send him one last text telling him you over his sorry ass and that you want nothing to do with him and then you're going to block him and delete his number. Secondly, you're not going to speak to him or look at him at school. Thirdly, you're going to dress to impress. You're going to make me regret the way he treated you and make him miss you and you are not to take him back, under any circumstances." You nodded taking your phone back off her. She has already done rule one, deleted any trace of him off of your phone including any photos. You were determined to follow these rules, determined to finally rid your life of Reggie Mantle.

I've got new rules, I count 'em
I've got new rules, I count 'em
I've gotta tell them to myself
I've got new rules, I count 'em
I've gotta tell them to myself

The next day proved more difficult than you expected. The moment you walked into school you were met with the rowdy noise of some of the football team with the one person you were trying to avoid bang in the middle of the group, Reggie. He spotted you and started walking towards you. You immediately turned around and walked away from him. Every time you would try to move on from him he would give you one look, one smile and you would be back to square one. After what Cheryl had told you you were now seeing things more clearly and in a different light. You realised that he only called you because he was lonely and needed validation or was drunk and wanted a hook up. You realised that if you keep being his friend you'll never get over him. He didn't love you the same way you loved him, and he never will. "Why are you avoiding me, Y/N?" You froze upon hearing a familiar voice behind you. You gulped and turned around slowly. Sure enough, there he was standing in front of you. You were willing yourself to be strong right now and not fall back under his charm.

"Reggie." You said, bored and unimpressed. He flinched slightly at your tone not hearing it before. Normally, he's met with hopefulness and eagerness from you. Your cold tone was a foreign concept to him. "Didn't you get my text. I'm over you. Don't call me ever again."

I keep pushin' forwards
But he keeps pullin' me backwards
(Nowhere to turn, no way)
(Nowhere to turn, no)
Now I'm standing back from it
I finally see the pattern
(I never learn, I never learn)
But my love, he doesn't loves me
So I tell myself, I tell myself
I do, I do, I do