Want you back •Corbyn•

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Song: Want you back by 5 Seconds of Summer

Corbyn's POV

"I'm done with this. This is never going to work. We don't comunicate Corbyn, and I've been trying to ignore it and keep it together, but I can't anymore."

And with that she walked out of my life without me having time to do anything about it. I remember so clearly, she was wearing that one particular shirt she loves with roses on in. It's been a month since Y/N broke up with me and I can't bring myself up. It's just not the same without her.

After almost 2 years of being in love with her and almost 1 of us being together, we just fell apart. A lot of people told me it was a toxic relationship but I never listened to them. Y/N was always the girl of my dreams and will always be.

We had the best time together and we always smiled and laughed. But then there would be fights and arguments, almost every day. Over dumb, small things too. I don't know what happened. Am I really that stressed out about work that I left her alone?

She told me I only care about my career and I hate to admit it but it's kind of true, I was so focused on the new albun that I totally put her aside.

Being the fool I am, I decided to drive over to her house and now I'm here, at her door. Rain is pouring on me, my clothes are soking wet, I can barely see and my body is shevering from the cold water covering me. I can't even tell if I'm really crying or is just the rain.

I finally knock on her door. I don't even know what to tell her, I didn't think this through at all. I don't trust my brain right now and I really don't wanna sound insane but I need her in my life. The door opens as a sigh leaves my mouth.

There her figure stands, her hair up in a bun, like she always used to wear it. A hoddie over her beautiful body and some sweat pants she stole from me. That brings a little smile to my lips but she can't even see it I bet. Her bare skin looking flawless but her undereyes are dark and her eyes a bit red.

"Oh C-corbyn! What are you doing he-re?" she stutters a bit looking down and standing right next to the door only partly open.

"I need you back in my life Y/N. I miss you so fucking much." my voice cracks from me trying not to cry. She's unsure on what to say.

"You are so dumb, Corbyn Matthew Besson. You're gonna get sick." she finally realises I'm under rain and pulls me inside by my wrist.

"Can we talk please?" I ask, my voice low and very serious.

"Sure but you need to change first." she pulls me upstairs to her room that I got to know so well. We get in her bathroom and she pulls out some towels for me to use to dry myself up, then leaving the bathroom.

"Change and then meet me downstairs so we can - have a chat." she comes back with clothes I left here. A sigh leaves her mouth before she walks out and closes the door.

I dry my body and hair as good as I can so I can put on me clothes. Still feeling very cold I make my way downstairs to find her sitting on the couch with two mugs in front of her on the little table.

I make my way and sit next to her. She hands me a mug filled with hot cocoa and she puts the blanket that's covering a her legs, over my body. I thank her and just admire at her natural beauty.

"Corbyn, why are you here? Why did you stand outside my door with this weather?" she asks, her elbow resting on the back of the couch with her head leaning on her hand, so she's completly facing me.

"I can't not think of you. This last weeks have been the worse and I don't know what to do anymore. I still love you Y/N!"

"Corbyn- you didn't even go after me or try to make me stay." she sighs.

"I know and I regret it everyday. I couldn't because I was so shoked by your words, I thought we could make it through everything. You told me I could never change and I didn't know how to reply to that."

"I'm sorry but I just couldn't take it anymore. You started pushing me away and believe me, I wanted to help you and stay by your side, but you hurt me."

"And are you happy now? I mean, I can't go anywhere and not think of you, no matter who I'm with or how long we've been apart. I can't get over you. Every morning, I wake up and I still reach for you but I only find an empty space on my bed." I tell her, my eyes start to water and so do hers.

"Can't tell you I don't miss you or think of you all the time but maybe we're not meant to be, it just doesn't work."

"We have to be. Y/N the best year of my life was spent next to you, my best memories have you in them and only you make me feel like I'm someone. Where did I go wrong? I was trying to make it work and I think we can do it if we try. I learned my lesson."

I get closer to her and hold her hand in between mine. I'm begging at this point.

"I don't know.... I think we could, eventually, try one more time. I really miss you, not gonna lie. I'm always gonna want you back." the words leave her mouth and my heart jumps out of my chest.

I hug her in the same second and hold her in my arms for a while. Butterflies fly around in my stomach and happiness radiates off of me.

"Thank you so much. I love you." I whisper kissing her forehead and holding her close still.

"I love you more." I look in her eyes and see the reason I fell in love in the first place. I kiss her lips and she giggles when we break it and I hug her again jumping on her.

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