cobra kai imagines

ifhy: hawk

yes. this is based on tyler's song

(it's kinda fast. but start song here :))

i never would've thought that. feelings could get thrown in the air, cause.. i accidentally caught that.

"i'm hawk"

"y/n"

i need some new boxing gloves. shit got hectic whenever i fought back. for example

"that's bullshit. i saw you out with her!"

"don't raise your voice at me like that. so what if i was with her?"

ten minutes cant go past without you brushing my thoughts. that fourteen forty a day so i'll say a hundred and forty four times i think about you or something like that. lost match

"i want you. and i want to be with you. you're all i think about" he says

the fucking thought of you with somebody else i don't like that.

"you're mine. not hers. remember that."

i don't like that cellular convo's getting left in the wrong cause i get so fucking mad when you don't write back

"fucking respond already god dammit. i know you're with her."

this isn't a song i just happen to rhyme when i get emo and find time to write facts.

"YOU CHEATED YOU FUCKING LIAR"

"y/n stop!"

"why? WHY SHOULD I?"

"because"

"because what hawk?"

"i love you"

my whole world froze.

can we add some more color? um. like. some more, yellow? yeah that's good.

"i fucking hate you"

"but i love you? i know i'm bad at keeping my emotions bubbled. you're good at being perfect"

"were good at being troubled."

and it just kept repeating.

"i fucking hate you"

"but i love you? i'm bad at keeping my emotions bubbled. you're good at being perfect"

"were good at being troubled."

his pov

girl you fucking with my emotions. the fuck is all this noise about? i even considered picking up smoking

"you turned into a bitch, who let the dogs out"

she scoffs. "wanna say that again?" shit.

"how's ur girl?"

"my bitch is the raddest. crazy who makes me the happiest, can make me the saddest"

"turned soft for me hawk?" she says

"pfft no"

"that's not what you said to me last night in my room" she says, walking away with her usual wink.

"cmon bro. face it. she's bad as fuck"

yeah. she is.

"why are you even with him?" he says grabbing my wrists

"hawk stop."

"no. tell me why?"

i see the look in his eyes. "what are you planning hawk?"

"when i pop out the dark to find you and that new dude that you're seeing with an attitude, then proceed to fuck up your evening make sure you never meet again like god damn vegans, cause when i hear your name i can not stop cheesing. i love you so much that my heart stops beating when you're leaving and i'm grieving and my heart starts bleeding. life without you has no god damn meaning. sorry i'm passive aggressive for no god damn reason. it's that my mood change like these god damn seasons. i'll fall for you, but i love you"

"hawk. we broke up 4 months ago. let it go. please. you turned psycho. you're scaring me. leave me house. block my number please."

"i-i cant"

"i'm sorry"

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the sky is falling girl let's try to catch it
the sky is falling girl let's try to catch it
the sky is falling girl let's try to catch it tonight the sky is falling girl let's try to catch it the sky is falling girl let's try to catch it the sky is falling bitch let's try to catch it tonight, come on

"why is she even with him? like cmon. robby? of all people. she could've chose you for fucks sake!"

"hawk. she chose him because he won't cheat on her every other weekend with the same girl."

"that's not fair."

"hey! it's the truth."

"see i get jealous"

"i know. but you gotta control it."
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"god why did i just have to fuck it up" i say slumping into this random ass couch at yasmine's party.

"you need to let her go. she wasn't the one" miguel says

"but she was. she IS. i know it."

"fight for her." tory says

"you don't think i've already tried that?"

"true"

"i don't know what to do. i feel like she still loves me?"

"dude. she fucking hates you."

"but i love her?"

"i love you too hawk. but you hurt me" i hear her voice.

"y/n"

she smiles slightly. "hey you"
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a/n
ok this was probably really bad. but i gotta get back into the swing of writing. so go easy on me 💪🏽
as always, stay safe. do drugs not school <3
-jazzy