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"sean."
he didn't look at me. he just continued to look through his phone, texting someone that i didn't know. he's been like this for weeks now.
"sean!" i raised my voice a bit.
"what?" he asked harshly, still not taking his eyes off his phone.
i was tempted to grab it away from him and look at who he was texting. but i didn't want to be that girlfriend. the type who doesn't trust their partner. the type that gets jealous easily. but these past few weeks, i began to slowly lose trust.
"can you please look at me while im talking to you?" i asked and thankfully he obliged but he rolled his eyes before placing his phone on the coffee table.
"im listening. what do you want y/n?" he asked, his voice sounded annoyed.
"who were you texting?"
sean let out a loud sigh before getting up from the couch, grabbing his phone. he was about to walk away but i grabbed onto his arm.
"i don't have time for this." he said as he tried to shake lose of my grip but i tried my best to hold on. "let go!" he yelled. sean was able to pull my hand away. "you're so annoying y/n." he continued to walk to the hallways of his home.
"why are you like this? why do you keep pushing me away?" i yelled causing him to stop in his tracks. "what did i do wrong? sean please. tell me." tears began to form around the rim of my eyes, daring to fall.
"do you still love me?" a tear fell down my cheek.
he slowly turned around, looking up at me. his eyes widened when he saw the tears. he just stood there, no words escaped his mouth.
it hurt to think that he never loved me back.
"do you?" my voice cracked. tears staining my cheeks already.
"y- i don't know."
"what do you mean 'you don't know'?" it felt as if my heart was breaking into pieces.
"i don't know what happened. after a while, it didn't feel right." he shrugged his shoulders as he looked down at the ground.
"so you're saying the whole time, those 2 years of being with you was all nothing? those times you comforted me when i was sad. the mini dates you took me to. all those 'i love yous'. it was all for nothing? it was all fake?!" i yelled as tears began falling onto my face. "if you never really loved me, why didn't you just be honest with me? if you told me the moment you didn't feel anything, i would've respected your decision and leave. but no, you continued to play with my feelings the whole time."
sean didn't say anything. he remained silent.
"say something!"
i was feeling all types of emotions. anger, frustration, betrayal, sadness, confusion.
sean slowly looked up and he was crying. it took me by surprise.
"it all wasn't fake- i do love..." he paused. "i wanted you to leave me."
i furrowed my eyes brows, not understanding.
"i distanced myself from you because i know i wasn't good enough for you. i began to talk to new girls behind your back to help my feelings go away but it didn't work. they aren't like you. you're special. but you deserve someone who can love you and treat you well. unfortunately, im not that someone."
i remained silent. i didn't know what to say.
sean sighed before opening his mouth again.
"i do love you y/n. a lot. to the point where it hurts knowing that you deserve someone better."
"if you want to leave me, i understand." he wiped away his tears with the back of his hand.
i took a step closer to him and i grabbed ahold of his hand. he looked down at our intertwined fingers.
"the 2 years i spent with you was the best. no one has ever made me feel the way you make me feel. no one compares to you. i don't want someone better. i only want you." tears continued to run down my cheeks as i spoke.
he slowly looked up, eyes were glassy. he lifted up his free hand and gently cupped my face, wiping away the tears with his thumb.
he leaned in, placing a gentle kiss onto my forehead.
"i love you so fucking much."
"i love you too."
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