Sven Thorgren Imagines

See You Later

"Where are you going?" My brother asks me as I attempt to leave the room.

"Umm to my room." I say quickly as I try to exit as fast as possible.

"But Sven's gonna be here any second." My brother says. I stop at the sound of Sven's name. This is exactly what I was trying to avoid.

"So? He's your friend, not mine." I tell my brother, though that is not completely true. Yes Sven is technically my brother's best friend, but he and I have a history as well.

"Oh shut up, y/n." My brother replies with a look of annoyance on his face. I used to have the absolute biggest crush in Sven and my brother always knew that, but he doesn't know everything.

"HELLLLLOOOO!" Sven yells from the doorway. Dammit. Now I have no time to get away. My brother shoots up from his seat to hug Sven. I stand awkwardly to the side wishing I were locked in my room right now.

"Hey, y/n." Sven says to me sweetly. Normally I would hug him, but we're not like that anymore. Instead I just smile at him.

"I've missed ya, bro!" My brother says excitedly to Sven.

"I've missed you too." Sven replies while still looking at me.

"Well, I've got homework so I'll see you guys later." I tell them as I start inching towards my bedroom.

"What?! Y/n it's a Saturday. Your homework can wait until tomorrow and Sven JUST got here." My brother says. Sven doesn't say a word, but looks sad.

"Sorry. I've got a lot to do. I'll catch up with you guys in a bit." I lie as I leave the room before my brother can say another thing. I don't actually have any homework to do. I just think avoiding Sven is my best option at the moment.

I'm sitting on my bed listening to music when I hear a small knock on my bedroom door.

"I'M DOING HOMEWORK!" I yell from my bed, assuming it's my brother knocking.

"It's me." Sven says through the door. I suddenly feel horrible for shouting. I get up to answer the door.

"Sorry. What's up?" I ask Sven as I stand in the doorway. Sven runs his fingers through his hair nervously.

"Can I come in?" Sven asks shyly. Ugh. He's making it really difficult to ignore him.

"Sure..."I reply. Sven steps into my room. We kind of stand there awkwardly until Sven decides to say something.

"How long are you going to avoid me for?" Sven asks. I'm taken off-guard.

"I'm not." I lie, but it's a weak lie so he sees right through it.

"Come on, y/n. Are we not even going to talk about it?" Sven asks as he starts making himself more comfortable in my room by sitting on my bed.

"What's there to talk about?" I ask, though there's loads we need to discuss. We both know that.

"Well we can talk about the kiss for starters." Sven replies. The kiss. That damn kiss.

"Sven, it's not a big deal. We don't need to talk about it." I tell him, mostly because I don't want to relive the memory.

"But we do have to talk about it. We kissed the night before I left. It was a huge deal. I had wanted to kiss you for so long. And when I told you I loved you, I meant it. I don't know how we fell apart so fast, but we do need to talk about it." Sven says. I replay the memory in my head. Sven was leaving the next day for some snowboarding thing. We didn't know when he'd be coming back, but we knew it would be a while. He kissed me outside the front door of my house. I wasn't expecting it, though I should've because all of the signs were there. He hadn't left my side that entire night and used every excuse possible to hold my hand. Anyways, we kissed and he said he loved me.

"I know you meant it, Sven. Things just got complicated really fast. You were always in a different time zone and I couldn't keep up. Eventually you stopped calling. That's it. There's no dramatic event that broke us up. It just happened." I try explaining to Sven. This is what I've been telling myself for months. It took me forever to come to the realization that it's nearly impossible to have a relationship with Sven. He's a good person, but his work will always get in the way. That's why I've been avoiding him. I don't want to go through all that again.

"I called you though. I called so many times and you never answered. Every night your voice is the only one I wanted to hear, but you wouldn't answer." Sven says as he stares at the ground.

"You never called when you said you would! I would spend my whole day staring at my phone praying you would call or text me. I hated living like that. Eventually I had to move on." I tell Sven. He looks back up at me with tears filling his blue eyes. Now I feel like I'm going to start crying. I sit down next to him on my bed.

"I messed 'us' up. All I want is for there to be an 'us'. I still love you. Nothing's changed for me. I understand if you don't want to try again." Sven says as he attempts not to let a tear drop. Not a moment later there's another knock on the door.

"Have you seen Sven?" My brother asks from the other side of the door.

"No." I lie quickly.

"Okay." My brother replies before walking away. I turn my attention back to Sven.

"You should probably go back out there." I tell Sven.

"Yeah probably." Sven says as he uses his shirtsleeves to wipe the tears from his face. "So...I'll see you later."

"Yeah. See you later." I say as Sven quietly sneaks out of my room. As soon as he closes the door behind him, I start crying.