Josh Dun Imagines [1]

I'm Here Always - Fluff & Suicide Thoughts

Y/N

Los Angeles, 9: 57pm

I had a major break up with my boyfriend, Alex. He was a player, fucking like 4 girls in the school. I cried so much, it'll probably flood my whole house, which is not possible.

I had no one next to me, no one who cared for me. I looked at my arms covered in old scars at young age. I started at the age of 13. I was bullied 24/7, I would get in fights.

I got expelled from one by snapping someone's arm. My parents would yell at me randomly as a child. My parents would always send me to my grandma's house 'cause they didn't want me to be in the house. Only for them to fuck and have a lovely life without their daughter who suffers during nights and days, 24/7.

I would always take pills sometimes, which would make me worse. They slowly kill me as I take one of each. I threw the two empty bottles in the can filled with other pill bottles.

I heard my phone ringing and vibrating. I looked at it and the number was who I didn't expect for them to call at 10pm.

Joshua Dun💋👽 is calling...

I didn't answer, I left it on my nightstand. Then my phone vibrates two times.

I looked at it and six more vibrates happened in seconds.

Joshua Dun💋👽: Y/N? Why aren't you answering? I know you're awake. I called your parents house saying you weren't at the family dinner. Why?

Joshua Dun💋👽: Please Y/N. Your mom told me you weren't yourself the passed few months, please talk.

Joshua Dun💋👽: That's it! I'm coming over to your apartment. And don't even thinking about locking it! I already have the spare key.

I faced palmed my face in stupidity. Why did I give him the spare key? I'm so dumb. Josh was my friend since babies. Our mothers were friends since high school and soon they began to make me and Josh friends. He was a good friend, we became Best Friends.

But as we got older, he moved away to LA for a band he was in. I was left in Ohio, and soon I got upset as he dated Debby Ryan. I had feelings for him but I didn't think he had for me.

But why? He would never, ever like me. Look at me! Messy hair, smudged makeup. Red puffy eyes, I was a mess. I am a mess!

Then I heard the door knob twist and turn. "Y/N!" He said, I hid under the covers and cried in my pillow. Then the door opened and closed. Keys dropping to the ground and footsteps walking around the apartment.

"Oh Y/N. What are you doing?" He uttered as he spots the empty pills and other stuff.

More pills filled.

Food that probably hasn't been touch in days.

And a blade, with dried blood on it.

The cold hits my legs and arms as I felt the blanket being pulled off. Then strong arms wrapped around me. Soft lips touched my forehead and soft whispers of the man who I loved when we were kids.

"I'm here. Don't cry. I'm here. Always." He whispers. I traced my finger on his tattooed arm, going up the tree and back down. His tattoo would always calm me. I would always think me and him sitting by the tree and carving our names on it.

"Josh?" I asked.

"Yes?" He muttered.

"I--I lo--" I paused myself and I shook my head. He looked at me in the eyes. His hand cups my cheek, his finger strokes my cheek wiping the tears off.

"I love you too, Y/N." He said before kissing me passionately. I kissed back and I wrapped my hands around his neck.

After the minute kiss, he pulls away and kisses my jawline. (<666 words)

"I don't want you to hurt yourself or have those pills again. Okay?" He said with a serious tone. I nodded and I hugged him.

"Come on. Let's go get something to eat, I believe you haven't eaten in a few weeks." He said. He lifts me up and drives to the closes restaurant.

We soon ate and he drove me to somewhere unknown, but it was in the city. "Where are we going?" I asked, he kept his eyes on the road. His one hand on the wheel and the other slid to my bare leg.

His hand was very warm, and calming. "We're heading to my apartment, it's bigger and more comfortable. You'll be staying with me now, you're moving out of your apartment now." He said.

He hand trails up my arms, his fingers feeling those scars on my arms. His face was scared and sad. His eyes were still in the road. "Please stop hurting yourself, it hurts me when you do that." He confessed.

I frowned and moved my arm away from his hand.

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Few Days Later...

I finally had my boxes inside Josh's apartment. And he was right, it was big and comfortable. He was out to get some food for both of us.

I was wearing Josh's NASA shirt and my f/c underwear. It was a lazy Sunday, it was 6: 48pm and I was watching Netflix.

Then a knock was at the door.

Part 2?