Happy Lowman Imagines

Without Him

Request: Happy Imagine based on Without Him by Christina Grinmie

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The plate smashed against the wall behind Happys head and he glared at you, his darks eyes cold and filled with anger.
"Watch it, girl." He growled at you.
You were fuming, after he had accused you for sleeping with your coworker for the fifth time.
It infuriated you, the thought that he could think that lowly of you. You had given everything to him, You would swallow razor blades if he asked you to.
You were tired of having the same argument over and over again.
You were close with your coworker, but never that close. You got on well with him, you were the only young ones in the office and you played jokes on the other staff.
Tonight you'd come home after a long day, ready to go to bed with the man you loved.
But he had other ideas, accusing you the minute you walked in the door.
"I work with him Hap, that's it! Do you honestly think I would throw away what we have for him?" You screamed, clenching your fists and you stood in the kitchen, shaking with rage.
"It wouldn't be the first time." He growled at you.
His words cut you deep, you'd left your ex for Happy. Throwing away a two year relationship to be with an outlaw.
But Happy was different to any other guy you'd met. You'd be drawn to him the moment you met him, unable to resist his touch.
"Fuck you, Happy." You said as you threw another plate, shattering into pieces as it hit the wall.
You turned and stormed out of the house, slamming the door as you ran to your car.
Two days had passed and you were still sitting in the shitty motel room just outside Charming.
The fight played through your mind over and over.
He knew how to push your buttons, how to ignite the fire inside you.
None of your friends understood why you were so in love with Happy Lowman.
He was an outlaw, a killer.
But you loved every part of him. You didn't care what anyone thought, he was all you wanted.
Maybe it didn't make sense, but it didn't need to. It didn't matter that you were complete opposites. It didn't matter that you weren't like the other old lady's.
All you knew was that you couldn't imagine a life without him. You couldn't imagine being with anyone else.
Thunder rolled through the clouds, rain pouring down. It was unlike Charming to ever have rainstorms, but it seemed to fit the mood just right.
You grabbed the keys and ran to your car, the rain drenching you instantly as you left the motel room.
You drove through the rain, pulling into the TM lot.
You got out of the car, rain drenching your hair and clothes.
You saw Happy standing in the garage, the doors open as rain poured outside.
He looked up as he saw your car pull in and stepped into the rain.
You ran to him, clothes clinging to your wet body.
He walked to meet you, rain soaking him to the bone.
You leapt into his arms, pressing your lips to his as he held you in his strong arms, your legs wrapping around his wait.
"I love you so much Happy, I'm so sorry."
You weren't sure if it was tears on your cheeks or the rain, they both mixed together as you held his face in your gentle hands.
"I'm sorry babygirl, I was wrong." He said, before pressing his lips against yours again.
"Please don't leave me again." He whispered in your air, as you cried into his neck.
"I won't baby, I promise"
"Good, your mine little girl, your all mine."
He kissed you again and you both stood, wrapped in each other's arms, kissing in the rain.