Sidemen Imagines

What We Were (Optional)

As the title states this is optional, you may choose whoever you like.

Your smile would light up my day, starting when I'd see you in the morning and continuing to grow throughout the day. We'd share a few lessons everyday and me and you would always smile at each other and occasionally have conversations a couple of times in the week. They were friendly chats, comforting and not forced, often humorous too and your cute laugh and mine would merge together, along with a couple of giggles from others around but they didn't have what we had. They just chuckled to be polite even though we weren't really paying attention to them too much as it was me and you mostly.

I learnt things about you that I didn't know before speaking to you, and still remember them today – I don't know if you still remember the snippets I gave you but maybe you do, I'd understand if not though as my memory seems to accede most and maybe you weren't really that interested, you were just being kind. But if you were just being kind, why would you constantly commute with me? You must have had an interest; maybe it just wasn't as substantial as mine.

We'd see each other on the way to and from school the majority of the time. That can't just be a coincidence can it? I know for me that I'd rush as fast as I could out of last lesson in a bid to get a glimpse of you. You might have just been naturally let out early and after all you have longer legs than me and can pace faster as to why you'd almost always be out before me but regardless to all of this I'd set eyes on you most of the time on the afternoon walks home and sometimes we'd smile and say hi before parting again; your smile never left my eyes and neither did you, you remained in my head all the time – permanent even now.

Compliments and comments you made to me or about me I can still write down and remember in fine detail. I loved that you stood up for me against my friends, you made me feel cared for by someone other than my family or friends, someone who chose to hold up a barricade for me. I never told you how precious you made me feel and I wanted to. I wanted to on so many occasions but my mouth wouldn't let the words my head had planned say. Maybe that's partly the reason I lost you.

We started to talk less frequently, not out of anyone's default; we were just busy with schoolwork. But I'd also see you less on the walks from the building and home. I missed you, I'd search for your presence on your stretch of the journey but you were merely a ghost now, and even when I would see you, you didn't see me - or pretended not to as your eyes never met mine anymore but mine bore into you and I think you knew it too.

Maybe too well.

You'd drifted away from me and soon when we rejoined school for a new year you'd found someone else a couple of months into the new academic year. I felt deserted but I never really saw us getting together, just in my imagination but it still hurt just as bad. You stopped talking to me as much, you didn't reach form the same time I did and you didn't walk quiet the same time as me either. I should have been happy for you, and I was, to an extent, but I also had to get over you – someone I never actually dated and someone who hardly anyone else knew about our connection with.

It pained me and still does, a few years later. You still avoid my eyes, you never speak to me anymore but you're not with her anymore. You're not with anyone now and maybe I'm happy for that but maybe I'm not. I don't know anymore, I just know I still love you.

I think.

I'm so sorry for how short it is having even posted this year, but I'm back now. I wrote that to try to get over someone and thought it would work as an imagine. Thanks for being patient; looks like people have still been reading though - almost 15K that's crazy! Thank you so much and I have a lovely fluffy story planned.