Why don't we imagines

Death by a thousand cuts - CB

I just wanted to say that THIS IMAGINE IS IN NO WAY A HATE TOWARDS CHRISTINA. SHE IS AN AMAZING HUMAN BEING AND I LOVE HER SO DONT THINK I HATE HER!! THIS WAS JUST FOR THE SAKE OF THE IMAGINE!!!!

and this imagine is inspired by "death by a thousand cuts" by the amazingly talented Taylor Swift!!

Italics + underlined = song lyrics

"Saying goodbye is death by a thousand cuts, flashbacks waking me up"

Waking up without the person you love is hard. In case you don't know, I fell in love with my best friend.

I know, cliche, right? but I can't help it.

what's even more cliche is that he has a girlfriend. who he clearly loves. since childhood, I've been hiding how I've really felt about Corbyn. once I even tried confessing to him.

*flashback*

"hey, corbs? I need to tell you something" I asked him.

"me too" he answered.

"you go first," I said and smiled politely.

"right, so I like, nay, love this girl. I've been feeling this for a while now, and I needed your help to ask her out" he said and smiled.

oh, how foolish I was. thinking he was talking about me. simple, ordinary me.

I blushed and responded "just tell her you like her. I'm pretty sure she's gonna like you back"

"Yeah, I hope so. should I text her or does face-to-face sound better?"

that's when it hit me. he doesn't like you y/n. he probably likes Christina. I mean, why wouldn't he? she's perfect.

"wait, who exactly is this mystery girl?" I asked.

"Christina of course. who else would it be?" he answered with an amused smile.

"yeah, you should totally tell her. she likes you. I know it" I said and smiled, trying to hide my heart breaking. he smiled back, nodded and left to go find the love of his life.

and mine just walked away.

*end of flashback*

"y/n!! come on, we're getting late!!!" Gabbie yelled from downstairs. I took one last glance at myself in the mirror. "it doesn't even matter if I look good or not" I muttered to myself.

"yes, it does. of course you matter y/n. why on earth would you think otherwise??" Gabbie asked me, genuinely concerned. 

One glance at Christina and Corbyn was enough to make me feel as if someone just shot me with an arrow right in the heart. Gabbie followed my eyes, to see them downstairs waiting, happier than ever. she just sighed and indicated to me to follow her.

We went downstairs and greeted everyone.

"Come on guys! I don't think Matt and Claire (random names) would be happy if we come late to their wedding. Let's go!" Jonah said, opening the front door as everyone seeped out.

We all got in the car and Jonah started driving.

Corbyn and Christina were sitting together, obviously. It's not that I'm not happy for them. I really am. But these past 3 years since they got together, I've really been trying a lot to get over him. But for some stupid reason I can't

"I get drunk but it's not enough cause the morning comes and you're not my baby"

Every night we go out I get hella drunk, hoping it may help me kill my feelings once and for all, but it never works. Cause the next morning I wake up to Corbyn laughing and smiling with her, and a horrible hangover.