Band Imagines

I'm Not Okay, I Promise...

A/N:

This is a boyxboy

Trigger Warning

You softly sighed, forcing yourself to get out of bed. You just didn't want to anymore. You didn't want to wake up everyday and force yourself to live through it. You didn't want to get out off bed and socialize with people. You didn't want to anymore, you just wanted to sleep. And hopefully, you wished you'd never wake up.

You stood up and dragged yourself downstairs, to the kitchen. Once there, you went over to the fridge and grabbed a bagel and a bottle of water. You really didn't feel like cooking. You sat down at dining table and silently ate your bagel, still wishing you were in the comfort of your bed. You took a sip from your bottle and sighed, the silence of the house drove you insane. Why couldn't he be here? With you, smiling like always? Why? Why did he have to leave you for so long?

A small sigh escaped your lips and you finished up your water. You stood up, and then placed the bottle next to the sink, where all the other countless empty water bottles were placed. You slumped your shoulders and then went into the living room. You sat on the couch and turned on the TV, not bothering as to what you were watching but just glued your eye's to the TV.

A knock on the door snapped you out of your trance. You looked at the door, then at the clock that hung on you wall. 3 pm. You groaned and stood up. Who the hell was here to disturb you? You walked over to the door and opened it.

He was there, right in front of you. He had a smiled on his face, but when he saw you, his expression changed to worry "Are you alright?" he asked, frantically. You grabbed him and pulled him into the house, immediately attacking his lips with yours. You parted and tears fell from your eyes "Never leave me again" you said. He sadly smiled "I promise, but are you okay?". You shook your head and smiled "I'm Not Okay, I Promise".

A/N:

Alright, reason I put "Trigger Warning" is because this shows a bit of depression and slight suicidal thoughts.