Random Imagines

Accident Pt. 2

"Ma'am, can you tell me your name?" I heard sirens and some people.

"Y/n..."

"Do you know your last name?" The paramedic asked.

"Y/L/N." I muttered.

"Okay Y/N, who can we call?"

"D-David." I coughed on my own blood and started blacking out again.

"She's out again"
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When I woke up again, I heard some shouting.

"It's all my fucking fault David! She wouldn't be in here if it wasn't for me!" I heard Todd's voice.

"Todd, it's not your fault okay, it's that drunk asshole's fault."

"Yeah, Yeah, I'm gonna fucking kill him for hurting my girl."

He looked at me and noticed I was awake.

He rushed over.

"Y/n, you're awake. How do you feel? Do you need anything? Food? Water? Nurse!"

"I'm a little thirsty. And hungry. But I don't feel anything."

I don't feel anything.

I started crying.

"I don't feel anything. Am I paralyzed? Oh shit."

"No no, you're not paralyzed, Baby, you're just on some really good medication."

Baby?

"Don't call me Baby, I'm still mad at you."

"I know, this is all my fault, I am so so sorry, for everything I said back at the house, I just didn't want you to be upset with me and hate me so I just started talking and rambling, kind of like I am now, and I just wanted you to stay and hear me out-"

"Todd..."

"Yes?" I could see tears in his eyes.

"You know I'll forgive you. I always do."

"Why? I always mess up, I'm always making you cry and I don't mean to, I just can never say the right things to you." He played with my fingers gently.

"Because I love you Toddy. I always have. And yeah you mess up sometimes, but who doesn't? I've messed up more than anyone else and you guys still want to be my friends."

I looked at David with a small smile. He was filming.

Of course he was filming.

"Do you have to film everything David?"

"There's major (your ship name) vibes going on here. Of course I'm filming it."

"Oh, did you film my surgery too?" I asked asked sarcastically.

"Nah. They wouldn't let me." He joked... I hope.

"David, could you give us moment. Like. Alone." Todd asked.

"Ugh. Fine."

He turned off the camera and placed it down.

He left the room.

"How long have you... you know. Loved me?"

"Since junior year of high school."

"12 years? But you helped me pick up girls. You were my wingman."

"Yeah. I know. And believe me, it hurt. Seeing you with every other girl and not me. But it's what you wanted. You never wanted me. At least not like that."

"You're all I've ever wanted y/n. It took me a while to figure it out, sure, but when David got that call... I just shut down. I can't lose you. I can't." I saw tears in his eyes and he looked away.

I guess he was afraid that I would judge him for crying.

"Toddy, it's okay to cry sometimes. It's bad to keep it in."

He broke down.

"I can't lose you y/n, you're my best friend. Who else am I gonna spend the rest of my life with?" He wrapped his arms around me and cried.

"Y-you wanna spend your life with me?" I asked.

"Yes." He said muffled.

"It only took you 12 years."

"Sorry for the wait Babe."

"It was totally worth it." I tightened my grip around him, even though it hurt.

I groaned in pain.

"Shit, are you okay?"

"Yeah yeah, just kiss me already."

He smiled and kissed me.

Holy shit. This amazing.

He reluctantly pulled away.

I couldn't stop smiling. "You taste like oranges."

He gave a small smile.

"I love you, y/n l/n" He whispered.

"I've waited 12 years to hear you say that to me. And it's even better than I thought."