Emo Band Imagines

You're supposed to help me ~ A.B.

"For fuck's sake. Quit crying." You mumbled to yourself as you wiped away your tears. Obviously it was unnecessary to wipe them away, because the next ones came and it didn't stop with them.

Almost there.

The familiar blue-greyish house of your best friend Andy came into your vision, making you let a sigh of relief. Your walking sped up and it took you 30 more seconds go get to his front door. Knocking on it, you stepped back a few steps, letting your eyes wander to the cement floor.

"Y/n?"

And so your head shot up.

Immediately you tackled Andy into a hug, letting out the remaining tears you had in you.

Andy hugged you back, his left arm around your waist and his right hand resting on the back of your head. "Come inside. It's cold." He whispered.

You nodded slowly, wiping your tears again and stepping inside. You heard the door being closed again and walked to the living room, knowing that Andy's parents weren't home. You sat down on the couch, waiting for Andy to sit beside you so you could feel the warmth of his comfort again.

Andy wiped his hands on his jeans before sitting down next to you, his thigh grazing yours. He opened his arms, mentioning for you to hug him.

And so you did.

But this time you didn't feel the tears flow down your cheeks nor the sadness.

This time you felt numb. (A/n: I wanna see some L.P. references!!! Btw sorry for not updating lol. I was busy with decorating my room and school. Okay back to the story)

"I know what happened. You already told me." Andy said while stroking your h/l  h/c hair.

You nodded, remembering the phone call earlier.

"You deserve way better than that asshole. He's a shitty person for cheating on you." You heard his deep, husky voice. But something was off. The words were emotional, but his voice wasn't.

You leaned away from his touch and gave him a confused look, he giving you the same after.

"You don't mean that." You whispered while shaking your head slightly.

"What?" He blinked a few times.

"You don't mean that." You repeated. "There's no emotion in your voice. Tell me what you really think."

"Y/n, what are you talk-"

"Tell me what you really think." You felt the tears burn in your eyes again. Sure, the break up made you feel miserable, but Andy having no sympathy for you made you feel even worse than before.

Andy sighed, running a hand through his thin black hair. "You wouldn't like the answer. Especially because you just broke up with B/f."

"No." You said. "Tell me, please." Andy cringed at your voice crack, making him give up on trying to hide.

"I'm glad he broke up with you. I really am. Because that means you're single which means I could date you." He explained.

"But-"

"And I've had this crush on you since the freaking beginning. But I was a coward. Then you got together with B/f and I'm pretty sure you wanted to stay faithful to him. But now, I would really like to go out with you. And trust me-" He took your hand in his, looking you deep in the eyes. "- I would never, ever, hurt you in any way."

You placed one hand behind his neck, leaning in slowly. Andy rested one hand on your cheek, cupping it and kissed back. The kiss wasn't heated and full with lust, like it always had been with B/f, but it was slow and passionate.