Bands imagines.

Max Green

**WARNING** Trigger

            You look down at your wrist, and stare longingly at the small, faint scars that line it. You haven’t cut since you started dating your boyfriend, Max, but you needed to now. Everything seemed to be going to shit, and you felt as though you were to blame.

            You walked over to the floorboard that was loose and plucked a little black box from it. In it were your blades that you hadn’t used in over a year. You sighed a shaky breath as you pulled your favorite one out; one you had gotten from your dad’s old shaving kit. You dropped the box back in the floor and moved the board over it. Walking into the bathroom, you grabbed a roll of toilet paper, knowing how much of a mess you were going to make. You sat on the floor of the bath and removed the bracelets you wore to hide your scars. A tear fell on your leg as you made the first cut.

            Your heart raced, and you thought about how much you missed this feeling. You sighed, making more cuts. You didn’t even notice Max walk into the room until he screamed at you.

“Y/N WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” He rushed over to you and grabbed the blade from your hand. You looked at him with tears in your eyes. He grabbed a towel and pressed it hard against your wrist. He helped you clean up, and then sat you down on the bed you shared.

“What were you thinking? You could have died! What the fuck I mean come on! You’re better than this!” he yelled, gesturing towards the bathroom and the bloody towel on the ground. You shook your head and put it in your hands, starting to sob. Max walked towards you and hugged you.

“I’m sorry Y/N. That was the wrong reaction. But you are better than this, I promise. Lay down and get some rest,” he whispered. You nodded and laid down, and Max laid behind you and you spooned.

“So save yourself, because the tide is rising high, it’s sink or swim, it’s hit or miss, what will you pick?” he sung to you, “Please pick swim..” he whispered kissing your head. You rolled over and look at him, smiling.

“I will.” You said, kissing his lips.