Sad and cute Why Don't We imagines ||COMPLETED||

Flashbacks//J.A.

Boy: Jack
Age: 19
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Someone once told me: it's not the goodbye that hurts, it's the Flashbacks that follow...

At first I didn't believe them

I mean who would?

Its insane!!

I guess you wouldn't understand, here's what happened.

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"I-I have to move..." I said slowly, letting the words sink into my boyfriends head

"What-What're you saying...?" He asked worriedly

"I...I think we should break up"

"Y/n...y/n please!! We can do long distance!! I won't have a problem with it as long as I can call you mine!!" By now he had started crying

"Jack, we both know that long distance will only make it harder on us...Not being able to see each other-to hold each other. It'll kill both of us" I was a sobbing mess now

"Y/n, please. We will be able to work through this!! I'll drive to come see you!!!Where are you moving?!"

"...Texas, Jack...I'm moving to Texas. Are you really going to drive to come see me as much as you want?"

"I'll do whatever it takes!! Just please don't go!!"

"I'm sorry jack" I said as I kissed his cheek with tears still rolling down my own. "I really do love you, and that's what's making this so hard"

"Y/n..."

And with that I walked out of Jack Avery's life

Or so I thought

He appeared at my house the next morning to say goodbye

He said we'd still talk no matter what

I agreed even though I knew we would break that promise

We hugged one last time before I left him on the front lawn of my old house

I cried a lot while on my way to Texas

The man hired by my father to take me to the new house was sad for me

We didn't say anything, he understood I was in pain and let me have my space

I must've fallen asleep halfway through the trip because that's when the first dream hit me

I dreamt of when jack and I first met...
It was at a parade in town and we both saw each other, I know I was love struck but I wasn't sure if he was

We hung out at the parade and before we left he asked for my number

And that's what hit off our relationship

After dreaming this I began crying again

The driver pulled over and let me cry

When I pulled myself together a little he smiled at me and looked in my eyes

"It's not the goodbye that hurts, it's the flashbacks that follow. But don't worry, it will get better soon. I promise"

After that man fulfilled the drive for my father he went back to his own state and work. I don't know what became of him but I'm thankful he was the driver my dad hired

At first I didn't believe him though, it wasn't until many flashbacks later that I knew he was right

Jack and I never talked again

We did try

We went from texting almost every hour to only at night

From every night to every other night

Every other night to once in two days

Two days to once a week

Then once a month

And finally all context ended

We never talked again

Im not quite sure what became of him but from what I hear now, he's a famous singer in a band called Why Don't We

I've listened to a few songs but I break down every time

I just can't listen to his voice while knowing that I'll never hold him in my arms again...

And I still get the flashbacks