5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines |Complete|

Luke || Carolina

you couldn't help but reread the message as nothing was sinking in quite yet. the words that were sent to you made no sense. everything was going well, you swore he was over her.

or yet getting there.

this was a back tract. it wasn't something you were expecting, but it was something that you knew would happen sometime.

he seemed to be happy with you, nothing seem to bother him. no one dared to mention her when he was with you so how could he want to push you away and go to her? it wasnt making any sense, you closed your eyes as you sighed. this was getting to aggravating. you heard warnings when you met him, a warning to stay away and distance yourself from him and his group. but you would never listen, you always loved to make your own opinions on people.

your opinion on him wasnt like everyone elses. you thought he was beyond sweet, but maybe a little lost. you saw hurt in his eyes as people mentioned her name, you somehow wanted to make him feel better about everything, but you didnt you would fall like you did.

he was perfection, in your eyes, he had amazing qualities that anyone would be thrilled to own. but he didnt see himself like everyone else did. you cant help but smile as you think of the amazing moments you spent with him. his arm around you as you shared a blanket, his hand in yours as you picked up some curage and laced your fingers with his. the times spent with friends as he would talk to you and you would feel as it was just you two and no one else....those moments will always be present in your memory, but you wish you had more of them.

knowing that he wanted to be friends, you knew things like that would never happen again...ever. he was special to you, nothing with him was uncomfortable it felt so natural. it felt like you belonged there with him. but you now know he didnt fell the same.

you laugh a little to yourself at the thought that he did like you, seems not enough. games were played and you were fooled into wanting something that wasnt even offered. you hated yourself for getting caught up in the bullshit. he knew what he was doing and he didnt seem to care, it was wrong on his part to give you hope there could be something when he knew nothing would ever come up or be reasonable with you two.

its like wanting something that isnt placed in stories anymore and you have to hunt it down any place you can but then you slowly realize you will never find it. the feeling is awful, you feel used and you slowly start to wonder is something wrong with you.

you know if you told someone how you felt, like you were the issue, they would tell you that he was and nothing is wrong with you. that is kinda hard to believe, you know it its easy to love yourself as easy as it is to hate yourself. hating yourself isnt a idea that you come up with and decide it comes with bad outcomes that could only be blamed on yourself. no one sees the fault but yourself and it soon eats away at you.

your fingers began to type a message. your feelings are soon being typed out and you soon answer the question he wanted a answer to.

friends?

you questioned yourself if you wanted to go back to the zone you lived in for way to long. a zone where there is no chance of getting out of, it sucks.

you look over your message before hitting send. you wait for the signal that he has received it before locking your phone. his simple question after rejecting you was responded with a simple answer..

no.