Boy: Your choice
Age: 17
Imagine any boy you want to. They're still going to be 17 though. Enjoy.
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Y/n's P.O.V.
"Okay come on y/n, it's time to go" my mom called from downstairs
I slowly looked around my room
The same room that was full of memories
Memories that wouldn't be able to come with me
Memories that only existed in this room...
My once poster-filled walls were now empty and blank...
There were imprints on the carpet from where my bed once sat
The marks on the wall that showed my height as the years had passed
The paint that was spilt when I had to finish a project over night was still slightly visible in the corner...
"Goodbye.." I whispered as I slowly turned and walked out of the room
I walked down the stairs as many different memories flooded my head
I couldn't tell you how many times I've fallen down these stairs
The times that I've brought friends through this exact hallway on this exact staircase
The midnight trips to the kitchen
I could feel my eyes beginning to tear up as I reached the first floor
My eyes immediately met with the eyes of my boyfriend
He stood there with the same sad face although he tried to hide it
I quickly ran to him and hugged him
We've always been together
We were best friends throughout elementary and middle school
We've always been neighbors
We started dating in 9th grade, the beginning of high school
And now here we are, the end of junior year...
And I have to move...all the way to Texas...
I never thought I could love Dahlonega so much...
It's true, what people say, you never realize what you've got until you've lost it. I've taken this little town for granted. I don't want to lose it. Dahlonega is my home. It's where I belong. It's the one place my mind drifts to when someone mentions a home. Dahlonega is my safe place. I don't ever want to leave it.
At first I didn't think this place could ever be considered my home but now that I'm being forced to leave, this is the only place I want to ever be my home.
Now that I'm leaving I'm realizing just what I'm leaving behind.
My best friends
The only school I've ever known
My happy places
YOU ARE READING
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