𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐘 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

22 pt.2; where do broken hearts go

Where do broken hearts go?

- Where Do Broken Hearts Go?
[ O n e D i r e c t i o n ]

Warning: Some dirty parts, not really though.

Imagine 22: part 2
T H I R D  P E R S O N  P O V

Daniel sat on the sofa, crying, as he remembered last nights events. Y/n was gone. His babygirl, the one girl he could ever love, left.

Daniels face was pale and broken, he didn't get any sleep last night.

He wore the same clothes as yesterday's rainy day, not bothering to change or shower.

He took out his phone, not being able to see clear clearly. His eyes were glossy with new and old tears. He cried all night, expecting the girl to be laying with him on the left side.

He reached his arms out, reaching for her, trying to pull her close, then remembered. Y/n was gone.. Maybe for good.

Seeing her in that white dress, the biggest smile on her face, and hair done into tight curls, he forced himself a sad smile.

He couldn't force a real one.. Would he ever be able to do that?

The big city of Los Angelos moved as the same pace as it always had, as if everything was right in the world.

He looked over, seeing him in his suit, kissing Y/n lightly on the cheek. 7/14/19, the happiest day of the brunettes young life.

He stared at the happy couple, smiling like nothing else was happening in the world.

On that day, he couldn't think of anything else but her and his new family. Y/n Seavey sounded like the best name in the world to him.

"I do," he spoke, his voice filled with enthusiasm.

Y/n smiled brightly at those two words, "I do."

Daniel kissed the love of his life like there was no tomorrow. He never imagined about losing her. Maybe the world was slowly ending for Daniel Seavey.

He looked through his messages, finding several from friends and family, saying sorry for what he lost that day.

He didn't care. He didn't care about anyone or anything today, except for Y/n and the baby.

He couldn't live without her. He couldn't breathe without knowing where she was and if she was safe or not. He couldn't live with himself.

He had to get out of there. The Seavey's home.

Then, he remembered that little devices that could fit into your pocket were invented and he had the girls number.

He quickly called the number, biting his nails as the phone buzzed with sounds of rings.

The phone stopped buzzing and a voice boomed from the portable electronic.

"Hello?" A dark, loud, manly voice answered, and for the millionth time, his heart broke.

He hung up and cried. Tears ran and ran, not bothering to hold them in, he sat on their shared bed, wondering what went wrong.

Crying profusely, he lied down on the comfortable mattress, on the left side, inhaling her cherry blossom perfume.

It had only been a couple of hours and she's already with some guy. How could she? How could the beautiful girl do this to a man like Daniel?

Looking over at the closet, he noticed some clothes of hers still hung there. He sighed, knowing she wasn't coming back anytime soon.