Taylor Caniff Imagines/Preferences

Dead

You die (lol that sounds so morbid and straight forward)

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Taylor's POV:

I sat in my room, crying.

I haven't moved since I heard the news.

My girlfriend, the love of my life, my best friend, Y/N died.

She was driving home from the mall and a drunk driver ran a red light and crashed right into her.

She died on impact.

I guess it's good because she didn't suffer.

But now I'm suffering.

I was in love with her. She was my everything.

My dad came in my room a few hours ago.

Y/N's mom called him as soon as she found out.

He broke the news to me and I just broke.

I don't know how I'm going to live without her.

My dad wanted to comfort me or whatever. But I just told him I needed time by myself.

As soon as he left I burst into tears.

I wiped my face and looked up, into the mirror that was hanging on my door.

I looked like crap.

Red face, watery and puffy eyes, tear tracks running down my face.

I ran my hand through my messy hair and gripped onto it.

It hurt, but not as much as the pain I felt when my dad said those horrible words.

"Y/N was in an accident...and she didn't make it."

Although most of the other stuff after that was a blur.

I remember my dad leaving, then that was it.

Once I came back to normal, I was crying on my floor.

My room a huge mess.

Everything that was once on my desk lay broken next to me.

The mirror on my door was broken and my knuckles were bleeding.

I think I punched it, but I feel no pain.

None in my hand at least.

There was a soft knock on my door and I brought my knees up to my chest.

I buried my head in them and grabbed onto my hair again.

"Taylor."

It was my sister.

She poked her head in and spoke quietly.

When she saw me, sitting pathetically on the floor, she came in without another word and sat next to me.

Kellie put here arm around my shoulders.

I tried to shrug her off, but she didn't budge.

After a minute, I stopped and leaned my head onto her shoulder.

I heard sniffling and looked up to see her crying also.

"It hurts me to see you like this." Kellie told me.

I didn't answer her, just reached up and wiped the tears from her face.

She smiled and put her hand on my cheek.

"You don't deserve this Taylor." She said, her smiled dropping slightly as I frowned and looked down.

"No one does." I muttered.

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Just a quick one on Taylor and his thoughts if you ever die.
And I did cry while writing this, so, sorry it was sad.
Geez, two sad ones in a row.
Guys crying are the worst thing ever, am I right ladies.
And do you goes remember my two best friends, who are dating, from my 'Punched' preferences. Well they broke up and now will not stop fighting, and bringing me in the middle. I made it clear that I was not going to choose sides. But when they're not fighting, they are talking and totally ignoring me -.-
But next week is my Spring Break, and I have no friends. So I might update alot, depending on how much I am inspired.
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Bye loves, stay cloudy :)