Sad. Unhappy. Even a bit depressed. Incomplete. Those were the only feelings you felt over the past month. Why? Well, your first real boyfriend, Christian Mora, or as he preferred: Christian Coma or CC, had broken up with you. The reason: unknown. He was the first guy you actually had feelings for. And not just a crush. No, no, actual feelings. Every time you saw him you felt the same old butterflies, the same old smile you smiled when you saw him every time. But that was all over now. Not one smile had formed on your lips ever since he broke up. Except when you went to work. But it seemed like no one saw through your fake smile. You were a waitress at a famous local restaurant. It was known for the best soups and their pies. The apple pie was your personal favorite. You had taken a few days off cause you were ill. The doctor diagnosed you with the flue virus. Which meant constantly throwing up, feeling nauseous and being as pale as a dead body. And to top it all, Mother Nature decided that now would be the perfect time to give you your monthly present. Sometimes you blamed your parents for giving birth to a girl and not to a boy. But the virus wasn't the main reason why you took a few days off. No, the main reason was actually your now ex-boyfriend, CC. Not one moment went by without thinking about him. When you were cooking you thought about him, when you went to bed you thought about him, when you woke up, when you were laying on the couch, when you took a walk, when you were showering, and even when you just went to the toilet you thought about him. Everything you saw also brought back memories of how happy you were. But that was all perfectly normal as you truly loved CC. You still do. And when he broke up, you felt like a huge part was missing. As the day seemed to pass by slowly you were bored out of your mind. The voices of the commercials on your tv irritated you like hell. "Do you want to be healthy and happy again but don't want to exercise? Try (insert random name) for a healthy and happy life! (random name) contains.." The commercial began to say but got interrupted by you saying, "The only thing that can make me happy is CC." You skipped through channels but nothing was interesting enough to watch. You decided to just go to bed and listen to some music. You made your way up to your bedroom where the room was filled with the sounds of the rain ticking on the window. A storm was coming tonight. Not that it bothered you. No, unlike many other people the rain actually calmed you down. It fascinated you how many drips could fall from heaven. You quickly changed in your pj's and brushed your teeth in the bathroom, then made your way back to your bedroom and crawled in bed under the warm, silk sheets. Putting your music on full blast. Ear phones were so uncomfortable, you thought. If they aren't stuck deep enough they sometimes fell out. Though, your music was on a loud volume, you could still hear the ticking noise of the rain that poured down from above. Suddenly you heard a loud thud on your window. "It's just gonna hale," you thought and continued listening to your music. But it sure was no hale as more rapid thuds were heard. You looked up, only to be extremely surprised. Outside your window stood a dark man on your balcony. You didn't need 2 more seconds before realizing who the man was. Christian Coma. You came out of bed with a sigh. You were mad! Mad at the guy who stole your heart only to break it in million's of pieces. Mad at the guy who hadn't talked to you over a month after the breakup. Mad at the guy who made you cry yourself to sleep every night. Mad at the guy who caused you so much pain and hurt. Mad at the guy that you can't get out of your head no matter what you did. Mad at the guy who you fell in love with. Mad at the guy you still love and care about. "What?" You said bluntly as you opened up your window. "Hi to you too, (Y/N)." He said sarcastically. "What?" You said again, on the same tone that had no emotion. "May I come in? I'm a bit really wet from the rain, you know." He smiled a bit. Normally, when he smiled, you smiled. But not this time. You were hurt. You nodded and stepped aside, letting him in. "I'll get you a towel and some warm cloths.." Exiting your room you took a towel and collected a few items from your friend who left some cloths at your place once upon a time. You walked back to your room and handed everything to CC. After he had changed, you took his wet cloths, ran downstairs and put them in the dryer. You went back upstairs to face CC. He owed you an explanation. "So..how are you doing?" CC asked. He was getting uncomfortable from your stares. You laughed dryly. "Why do you care, huh?" "What do you mean?" You only laughed dryly again. "What I mean? You know damn fucking well what I mean. I don't even know why you broke up with me. You wanted to be just friends.." you started to get furious but continued, "Friends my ass, CC! I haven't heard of you in more than 4 fucking weeks. Not one single text, not one single DM on Twitter, not one message on Facebook. No-fucking-thing!" You said with a raised voice. CC seemed to be shocked at your raised voice. Not one time did you ever raise your voice like that. You thought that if you ever raised your voice like that, it would lead to a fight or an argument. And that was something you couldn't do. You couldn't be mad at him and you sure couldn't fight or argue with him. You thought he would break up with you. And CC bloody damn knew that very well. "Do you think it has been easy for me? Do you think I'm not hurt?" CC shot back. "Well, it must have! Otherwise you would've let me know how you were feeling. You would've talked to me!" "I didn't know what to say to you, (Y/N).." You couldn't believe what he just said. Was that his excuse? Well, that's just what you call bullshit! "Do you even hear what you're saying?" "It's the truth, (Y/N)." "Yeah, right. What are you even doing here?" "I came to see if you were okay.." "Why?" You said as bluntly and as dry as you could. "Don't be like this, (Y/N)." "Why?" You asked, louder. "Because I care about you." "Judging on the looks of the weather right now, I don't think it'll get any better soon. You can stay over tonight and sleep in my bed. I'll sleep on the couch." You gestured to your bed as you stood up to go to your closet to get yourself some extra blankets. "No, I can't do that, (Y/N). I'm very thankful that I can stay over for this night. The least I can do is sleep on the couch." "Do whatever you want." You laid the blankets and pillows on the couch in your room and crawled back into your bed. "Goodnight, (Y/N)." "Yeah, goodnight.." You mumbled. Tears formed in your eyes as you took in everything that had happened. So, CC hadn't talked to you for over a month and then he suddenly shows up on your balcony. He said he wanted to know how you were doing. He said he cared about you? No. No, he doesn't care about you, (Y/N), you thought as the tears escaped your eyes and were quickly replaced by other hot tears. Next thing that happened took you by full surprise. The bed shifted, then a heavy weight joined in. You sniffled but didn't turn. "What's wrong?" CC's voice rang in your ear. "You. That's what's wrong." A moment of silence filled the room. "You broke my heart and said you wanted to be friends. I tried to accept that and get over you but I can't. I can't let you go because I loved you. I still love you. And it's so fucking wrong cause it hurts so bad. I want you back, CC. I think I made that pretty clear with all my desperate Tweets and statuses. But I know you don't want me back and I know I should accept it, but I can't. I just can't.." You explained as tears flew over your cheeks. A hand was suddenly placed on your shoulder which forced you to turn around and face CC. "Listen, (Y/N), I don't know why I broke up with you. And honestly, it was the biggest mistake of my life. But what I do know for sure is that I love you and I do want you back. Hell, I couldn't stop thinking about you. Wherever I was, you were always on my mind, (Y/N). I love you and I never stopped doing that." You looked up. Lost in his eyes, you both leaned forward to share your lips with each other. "(Y/N), will you be my girlfriend? Again.." He asked with a smile. "Only if you won't hurt me?" "That, my dear, I promise you." He smiled and kissed your lips sweetly. "Okay then. Goodnight, CC." "Goodnight, babe." And with a final kiss, you fell asleep in your lover's arms. A/N: i just made this cause I was bored..and because I thought this would help me with something. I can actually relate myself to this imagine. Not with CC but with someone else I truly love. I want this to happen, actually. You know, that the person I mean will come to me and explain things but I know it won't happen so yeah..it's just some random imagine, haha!
