5SOS Imagines

Luke Song Preference - "Little Do You Know" by Alex and Sierra

Author: Rhine

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Little do you know
I’m still haunted by the memories

If you closed your eyes, you could see all the perfect moments; like a slideshow reel of someone else’s life before your eyes.

Someone else who was smiling. Laughing. Happy.

In love. 

It felt like invading their privacy; watching their gentle nose rubs and tender kisses and hearing their whispered declarations of love and promises of forever. You were there, watching as the swayed to the music of their love, you were there at two thirty in the morning when he wrapped her in his sweater and held her close, kissing her eyelids and wishing her sweet dreams in his arms. 

But it shouldn’t of felt like you were an outsider looking in.

Not when it was your face as the girl and Luke as the boy who featured in the slideshow behind your eyes.

No, it wasn’t a show. They were memories. 

But somehow, they didn’t feel like yours. Not when they were hazy and blurry and the words warped too loudly and too quietly in your ears; not when you could feel the love between the couple before you but not in your own heart.

They were beautiful and perhaps that’s why it haunted you so much.

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Little do you know
I’m trying to pick myself up piece by piece

You haven’t been the same. 

And neither has he.

You’re not sure what went wrong, where the two of you started to crack and tear away at the seams - all you know was that you did and that your relationship started crumbling before your eyes.

Fights and silent treatments and apologies that never left your lips while insults found their way slipping out of your mouth all too easily. 

You can’t remember the last time you simply lay in Luke’s arm, the last time you kissed him because you simply felt like it. 

You wanted to fix what you had, but you’re not sure what’s wrong to begin with. 

Maybe it’s just him.

Maybe it’s just you.

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I’m ready to forgive you but forgetting is a harder fight

If you think back to your time with Luke in the past few weeks, all you can remember is his stony silence and the cold tension between the two of you whenever you were in the same room. You don’t remember how or why; all you know was that you were stepping on glass when it came to him instead of running to his arms.

And you didn’t know where to start and you didn’t know where it’d end, if it’d end at all.

All you knew was that you didn’t want you and him to end but every time you tried to reach out you’d be pushed back with another biting remark that sent another wave of anger and frustration down your spine that made you regret even trying in the first place.

You just wanted to throw away your stupid pride and hold him close and tell him he’s an idiot but you’re an idiot too, but you’re not sure if you can go back to the place and time when all your mistakes were just brushed under the rug.

The two of you had said too much and not enough and now you’re afraid you’re too late.

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Little do you know
I need a little more time