Why Don't We Imagines and Preferences

203, 202, 193 & 194 ♡ Corbyn Besson

{requested by me lol as i'm figuring out how to do the two other ones that have been requested lol}

"Please, just let me go!" 

"Just, please, let me help you!" 

"You better put that fucking knife down!" 

"Don't listen to them!" 

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{Corbyn's POV}

I knew as soon as I heard Y/N's scream that I should've raced up the stairs like no tomorrow. However, I couldn't. I felt as if my heart had sunken down into my chest and I couldn't move. 

"C-Corbyn, I-I think you should check on Y/N, that scream didn't sound like she scared herself..." Daniel suddenly stutters out as I nod my head and finally stand up and run up the stairs

"...O-okay, I-I'll be five or so minutes, be-be right back," I responded worriedly as the guys and girls of our group all nodded their heads, looking just as worried 

I run up the stairs to silence, I didn't like the sound of that at all. Usually, if Y/N has scared herself, especially if she's scared herself, she continues screaming and calling out my name or one of the other guys' names to help her. However, it was completely silent. That is until I heard what sounded like a slam to the floor, making me run even quicker as the slam made me jolt in fear as I'm sure it did everyone downstairs. 

I ran straight over to her and grabbed her like no tomorrow. Suddenly, she starts yelling and crying at the same time as she tries to pry me off of her. 

"LET ME GO CORBYN!" She screams as I refuse to let her go 

"NO Y/N, YOU'RE HURTING YOURSELF FOR CHRIST SAKE!" I scream as that causes Jonah, Daniel, Jack and Zach to run up the stairs - Zach stumbling back and rushing back downstairs to grab his phone - to what I assume to call 911 

"STOP IT CORBYN! PLEASE, Y-YOU'RE SCARING ME!" She screams out as I stumble back, still keeping a tight grip on her as I blink - I'm scaring her? Is she so blind that she doesn't realise that walking in on my girlfriend bleeding profusely with a knife in her hand isn't scaring me?

"I DON'T CARE Y/N! YOU ARE HURTING YOURSELF, I DON'T WANT TO LOSE YOU!" I scream as I start to feel tears welling up in my eyes as she starts to calm down as she gulps 

"Please, just let me go Corbyn..." She breathes out softly as my lip quivers as I hesitate as I then decided that she needed to let go of that fucking knife 

"...You better put that fucking knife down first!" I say firmly but also softly as yelling at my girlfriend wasn't the fun thing to do in the world as she stalled a bit before dropping it from her limp hand as Zach runs back in, his face red and puffy 

"T-the paramedics are on their way!" Zach says out of breath as his cheeks were stained with tears as my heart broke - I can only imagine how hard that would've been for Zach to do that 

"Wha-what? Corbyn? You asked Zach to call 911?" Suddenly, Y/N started to get mad as I stepped back, I didn't say anything, he did it on his own! Yes, he's 18 but he isn't 5, he doesn't have to be told when he should call 911 or when he shouldn't!