Why Dont We Imagines||Wattys2018

Saturday Nights||Daniel Seavey

-Songfic-

Daniel looked at you with sadness in his eyes as you pressed the blunt between your lips, a 90's song playing, but hardly. The radio was so quiet, even in the otherwise silent car. Today was Saturday, to be more specific Saturday night- almost nearing the early hours of Sunday morning.

This was the only time you ever let your walls fall, the weight of the week absolutely breaking you- but with Daniel, you felt safe, like somehow he could protect you from the week ahead. But Daniel sat there, watching with that sadness- beginning to feel useless. He wanted to save you, to be that prince charming a girl like you deserved. But every week, he watched as you withered away. You were always skinnier, and the bags under your eyes only got bigger.

"Talk to me" His whispered, his hand finding your thigh, the pad of his thumb rubbing circles on the outside of your grey sweatpants that were way too big for you.

When you and Daniel got together, it feels like another lifetime ago, nothing was this bad. You weren't this bad. Slowly and surely Daniel watched you begin to fall apart. But you didn't have time to fall apart. Not when you began working at a job you hate to pay the bills, not when your dad started not returning home for weeks, not when your mom refused to go to bed.

You had become good at faking; a facade that started the minute Daniel reluctantly dropped you off on the early Sunday morning and ended the moment you got into his car Saturday Night.

"I'm falling apart, Daniel. I'm trying so hard to keep everything together- to make everything perfect and they don't care. They don't care that it hurts! Breathing hurts"You said, the anger and sadness exploding in your chest- it hurt.

"Your right, they don't care, not the way that I do"He started off, bringing his other palm do cup your cheek- his glossy eyes looking into yours.

"I know that your dream job is to be a history teacher. I know that you have two laughs, one around people you don't trust and one around me. Around me you laugh, snort, squint your eyes. I know that you can't live off less than 12 hours but somehow everyday you push yourself on 4. I know that you hate Birthday cake but eat it every year with a smile on your face. I know that your dying inside- and I can't watch it anymore. They don't care about you, not the way that I do- not the way that I will deeply care about you forever"

You just looked at him; tears slowly running down your cheek. You looked at the time on your beat up old phone; "12:30. I better be getting back"You whispered, gulping back tears and sadness.

"Run away with me"He whispered; refusing to break the eye contact with you.

"Are you crazy?!"You asked, slightly taken back by the randomness of it all.

"No. We talk about getting out of here, we talk about starting over fresh in California, about being happy. I can't watch you become nothing over people who care for you"

"They are my parents"You fought back, but not even you believed it anymore.

"They don't act like it"

You scanned his eyes, unsure and scared- but nothing sounded better, nothing was better than his idea.

"okay" You whispered, nodding your head vigorously. Daniel was right; all the two of you had were each other. It didn't matter where you two were, now or in 10 years- thats all of the two of you would ever need.

Hello guys!
I know it's short but I think it's cute!!
Please go check out my book "call your girlfriend" if your looking for a good reading binge! There's like 23 chapters and I'm super proud of it!(:
Xoxo
L