5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines

Michael

Y/N's POV:

Luke and I were at the top of the school, looking down at everyone walking by. I put my chin on my hand, sighing loudly every minute or so.

"I know you still love him Y/N, and he loves you too," Luke chimed in. "Can you stop with that? He's happy with his new girl, and I'm happy for him," I replied. I swallowed the lump in my throat, and forced myself to smile.

Truth is, Michael's mom never liked me so she did everything in her power to keep us apart. It wasn't like me to give up easily, but when someone tries so hard to keep you away, you have no choice but to back down.

I felt Luke's eyes burning behind my head; I turned around and glared at him. "Everyone is happy this way, okay? There's nothing you or I can do," I sighed. He gave me a pity look, and half heartedly smiled.

Michael and his new girlfriend suddenly stopped in front of us, not knowing we were above them. Luke and I peered down, curiosity taking over our bodies. "If you love me then prove it," she said with a smirk. "What do you want me to do? I'm already with you most of the day; going shopping, getting your nails done, I'm fucking tired," he replied. "Kiss me," she demanded.

My eyes widened, tears blurred my vision. I quickly blinked them away, trying to listen to Michael's reply. He stared at her in surprise before taking a breath in, and pecking her lips for nearly a second. He walked away, leaving her standing with her fingers on her lips.

Luke looked at my face covered in tears. I didn't even realize I was crying until I wiped them away. "See? They're doing well, he doesn't need me anymore," I happily said.

"I know you don't mean that. Anyone can tell how much you still adore him Y/N. It's written all over your face, and did you not see his reaction? He clearly didn't want to do it," Luke stated. I leaned against his back so he wouldn't see more tears come out.

"Why are you doing this to me?" I defeatedly asked, my arms down on my sides. "Don't you get it? I don't love you anymore," Michael whispered.

We were standing about five inches from each other. My breathing was ragged, my heart on the floor, my eyes red from crying, and my spirit crushed. He mirrored my appearance so it was difficult to tell if he was telling the truth.

"I don't believe you. We've been through so much for you to throw it all away now, I even fought against your mom," I said, frustrated about the fact this was even happening. "Y/N, you'll always have a place in my heart, trust me on that. But I just can't do this anymore," he softly let out.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, and let out a tiny whimper. I felt my knees begin to buckle forward, but caught myself before I embarrassed myself even more. "Tell me to leave, and I'll leave for sure," I replied. "Leave now, don't text or call me, and don't look back," he said while looking at the door.

"You're wrong. He didn't fight for me, Luke! He gave up on us, he was the one who let me go so don't tell me he still loves me. I don't want to hear any of it," I replied while walking away.

My heart was shattered for the thousandth time because of Michael, and I didn't like the fact he was still in control over my feelings.  I slammed my locker a little too loud that students gave me dirty looks.

"Y/N!" I slowly turned around because I knew who that annoying voice belonged to. "Didi," I glanced at Michael, "What's up?" I asked. "Michael and I were heading to the cafeteria, do you want to eat with us?" she asked.

Michael looked so uncomfortable, his eyes shifted everywhere but my direction. "I'm actually heading home," I declined her offer. "Why's that? It's only noon, don't you have another class?" she asked while tapping her watch.

How the hell did this bitch know my schedule?

"I'm leaving to the states in three hours, I'll catch up with you guys soon," I blurted, and practically ran to my car. I merely glanced back just to see Michael's reaction, and was surprised to see him running after me.

I tried to unlock my car until a hand grabbed my arm. "You're leaving," he stated instead of asked. I nodded my head, unable to let any words out. "Because of me," he continued, eyebrows furrowed, frown displayed and all.

"You wish," I scoffed. "Then what is it?" he confusedly asked. "I have business to take care of which is none of yours," I replied. I tried to get out of his grasp, but he held me firmly.

"Y/N... I, I never wanted this," Michael said. "What're you talking about?" I asked while staring into his eyes. "I don't love Didi. I love you," my heart skipped a beat, "But my mom doesn't want me to be with you," he finished.

Heat rushed through my body, the built up anger finally made me explode. "You're twenty-one for goodness sake! You're really going to let your mom control everything you do, including who you want to be with? If you can't fight for me, for us, then I know for sure that you're not the one for me!" I shouted.

I was making a scene, but I didn't care at the moment. I just wanted him to know how I truly felt since the day he left me. I wanted him to know exactly how hurt I was, and how stupid he made me feel.

He looked down at me, ashamed because he knew I was right. I yanked my arm from his grasp once he loosened it. "Now... I'm leaving. I'm not going to call or text you, I'm not looking back once I get on that flight. If you want to change your life, do something about it," with my last word, I drove off.

I looked at my mirror to see him with his head lowered, arms on his side. Exactly how I looked a few months back. What a shame.

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