Why Don't We Imagines and Preferences *ON HIATUS*

She said "I love you"

(A/n: I found this thing and it was that you could put the word only anywhere in the phrase "She said "I love you"" and it would make a different story, so I tried it and thought that it would make a cool preference so here you go.)

Corbyn: She said "Only I love you"

Triangles suck. When multiple people love one person, it sucks. Someone will always get hurt and it feels like it is never you. 

Y/n and her best friend, y/f/n, had both fallen in love with Corbyn Besson. At first, they both promised to not let him come between their friendship and just to let the feelings pass. But that lasted about 2 days before y/f/n started to make moves on Corbyn, leaving y/n jealous and pissed. 

First of all, because she knew that y/f/n didn't care for Corbyn as much as she did. 

Second of all, Corbyn didn't know about her feelings like he knew of y/f/n's. He might never have known if she didn't say something. 

Fortunately for her, y/n decided that she was sick of having to sit on she side. 

One day, she saw y/f/n and Corbyn on a date at a restaurant, through the window. Without even considering how stupid it would make her look, and with no regard of her "friend", y/n marched into the restaurant and grabbed Corbyn, dragging him by the arm out of the restaurant. Before Corbyn had the ability to say anything, y/n started. 

"I know you must think I'm crazy or something, but I need you to know that y/f/n isn't the only one out there that has feelings for you. This whole time, while you were hanging out with her, I've been standing there, waiting for you to realize that she doesn't really love you." Tears began to form in y/n's eyes. "And I know that you are probably really confused right now, but before I chicken out and realize that this was probably a big mistake, I need to tell you that y/f/n doesn't love you." She said. 

"Only I love you."

Daniel: She only said "I love you"

The day of your anniversary is supposed to be an amazing day. It was the day that Daniel and y/n had officially been dating for 3 years. He was even going to propose. He had just gotten home from buying the ring when he got a call from an unknown number. 

When he picked up, he expected some pre-recorded message from a telemarketer or something, but instead, he got a kind but sympathetic voice saying y/n was in the hospital. 

She had been hit by a car on the way home from work and she might not make it. She was awake, but her heartbeat was fading. They still thought he should see her first though. 

Once he hung up, he almost couldn't process what had happened. Y/n. His y/n. His girlfriend and future wife. She might never get that chance though. 

As soon as he collected himself enough, he grabbed his keys and raced out the door, to worried to get a jacket even though it was easily jacket weather. 

He drove to the hospital as fast as the speed limit would let him, fighting the tears that were threatening to over flow his tear ducts. 

Upon arriving, he raced to the front desk and, with a shaky breath, asked for y/n's room number. "She is in room 324." The man at the front desk said kindly, looking with sympathy at Daniel's pale face. 

He speed-walked to an elevator and quickly pressed the 3 that would take him to the floor y/n was on. The ride up seemed like it would take 3 years instead of 3 floors, but it arrived none the less and Daniel was out the doors in 0.1 seconds. 

He whisper counted the rooms as he passed them, impatiently awaiting room 324. "...320...321...322...323...324!" 

He stopped for a quick moment to catch his breath and swallow his tears back.