Why? Part III

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1 year later.....
Lauren's pov

I woke up to a bright light shining on my face, which made me reluctantly open my eyes to see the sun's bright rays being the cause of it.

If the sun was already that bright then it must be time to wake up.

I reach over to my nightstand and grab my phone.

12:00pm

Oh yeah it is definitely time to at least try and get up.

After not finding the strength to even at least move a little I just laid there with my phone in my hand. I was getting comfortable again until I was rudely interrupted with loud knocking on my door.

"Lauren it's already noon you have to get up"

"Technically i don't HAVE to do anything"

"LAUREN don't make my bust down this door and pour cold water on you" she continued "You know I will!"

Ughhh now i really do have to get up don't want to make Dinah mad or well even more mad than she already is

I very slowly got up and put my slippers on and walked to the door. I opened it and walked to the kitchen where Dinah was sitting eating a sandwich.

"Finally it's about time you got out of your bed"

"Why do i even have to get up?"

"It's not like I have any plans today"

"Lo you haven't had any plans for the past year.... maybe it's time you start getting back to your regular self"

"How can i do that when the one person who helped me be my regular self wants nothing to do with me .... and it's my fault"

" I know but still it's been a year shes moved on and so should you"

" I can't... as much as I want to I can't... because every time I try and do better I keep thinking about her"

"Then baby steps Lo I'm not forcing you to do anything but maybe you should start by trying to write music again .... that can help" Dinah says as she picks up her plate and puts it in the sink and walks to her room.

Dinah has been my roommate ever since the band decided to take a pause and focus on our solo music. It's been going great for the other girls but me not so much.

Every time I try and even write a song it becomes a heartbreak song or a sad one. I just don't have the right motivation and it's all because of me. If I hadn't been such an idiot and chosen the girl that was right infront of me and who was always there for me I would've been happy. I would be happy. Instead I've been a lazy musician just walking around the apartment in my pajamas all day everyday. I needed to get out of this funk. I needed to change.

I quickly walked over to my room to change my clothes and make myself presentable. After about an hour of getting ready I grabbed my small bag that had a notebook, some pens, pencils, and my phone. I quickly said bye to Dinah and told her I would be going out. To say she was surprised was an understatement.

I was really going to do this. I was going to go out into the real world and find the inspiration I needed.

I could do this!

Three hours later.....

This was a terrible and useless idea.....

I've been walking around the entire city for three freaking hours and nothing has come to me. I've tried sitting down in some places to get some lyrics but nope. Everything I have written has been trash so far. I had officially lost hope.

I was so stupid to even think I could actually do this. I mean to be fair what did I really expect. I just wasted three hours doing nothing. Well that's actually what I do either ways but I could've been watching Netflix those three hours!

As my last resort I walked into a small diner. It had sort of an old retro style to it so why not....

I walked in and saw that there was barely anyone in here. I say in one of the small booths in the back and out my bag next to me. This young waitress came up to me and gave me the menu and I quickly ordered. After about ten minutes I wa able to get my food.

As I was chewing I heard the bell on top of the front door jingle. As any person would do I looked up and instantly started to choke.

I can't believe this.... is this actually happening....

There she was.... the girl that I have t been to stop thinking about for the past year. As I stared at her I couldn't help but let my eyes roam.

Damn she looks good.... like really good.... like really really good....

Just as my eyes were roaming around so were hers and we made eye contact. My eyes instantly widened but hers as well but not as much. She quickly broke it and sat in one the booths in the front far away from me.

I couldn't help but still stare .....at the back of her head. I mean like she was here like really here.

WAIT!

This could be my chance to finally have an actual conversation with her. To finally get some closure or to finally get to call her mine.

After finishing up my burger quickly and without choking again I grabbed my stuff and slowly walked to her booth. This is it.

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Sooooo it's been awhile 😅

I know I'm terrible at updating but I just genuinely don't have time! But I just wanted peoples opinions on how to end this little story. There are two options.

End it on a good note/ happy ending
Or
End it on a bad note/ sad ending

I will try my hardest to post the ending as quickly as possible when I see what people want.

But anyways thank you to everyone who has read or is reading my short little stories really means a lot to me and don't worry to the people who want more! I am currently writing two more imagines so be on the lookout for that :) 

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