Not So Picture Perfect || Kian Lawley Imagine (Requested)
“Literally all I want to do is go home. I really don’t want to be here,” I told Callie as I worked on the gym elliptical.
“What, why? You love the gym. What’s wrong?”
“Kian flies out with Jc and Dom today for the second half of the tour and won’t be back for 3 weeks.”
“Okay, I know you love him, but it’s only 3 ½ weeks. They will fly by, especially with Maya’s birthday party and Ricky’s “I Hit One Million” Bash.”
Even though I hate to admit it, she was right. It’s just 3 lousy weeks and with the technology we have today, it will be like he never left.
“Fuck, you’re right. Did you know I hate that about you?”
“Yeah and I love you too, beyotch. Call me later, okay?”
I finished my 90 minute workout and headed home to see Kian for the last few hours. I grabbed my gym bag and unlocked the door to see Kian’s suitcases against the wall. I let out a sigh and called out to him.
“I’ll be there in a sec!” he yelled back. When he came into my view, I saw that he was on the phone.
“Yeah, Dude. I’ll be there in about an hour. Okay. Bye”
I gave him a confused look,”I thought your flight was at 10 tonight.”
“It was, but there was a screw up with the airline and our flight is 4:40 now.” I looked at the clock behind him and it read 1:27 pm.
“So that means you have to leave now,” I said defeated.
“Yeah, I’m sorry Baby.”
“No it’s fine, it’s not your fault. Did you need me to drive you?”
“I don’t need you to, but I definitely want you to,” he said as he embraced me.
I helped him load his bags into the car and hopped in. I couldn’t help but think that i wouldn’t have moments like this for 3 fucking weeks. I hated it, but Kian loves his fans and would do anything for them. I would never stand between that.
After what seemed like the shortest ride in history, we pulled up to his terminal. Jc and Dom were already out there waiting for us and I helped unload Kian’s things. We stood there for what felt like forever, just holding each other.
“Ugh, ew! Come on already, Vitaly’s inside!” JC whined beside us. Kian and I decided to gross him out even more and started tongue battling each other.
“God! Didn’t you guys do enough of that before he left?!” asked Dom.
“We actually didn’t,” I said to Kian, looking kind of amused.
“Well this is going to be one uncomfortable flight,” he joked.
“Speaking of flight, we gotta catch ours!” JC said.
“Fuuuck, I don’t want you to leave.”
“I know, but I’ll be back soon, okay.”
“Okay, have fun.”
“I will, I’ll call you when we land,” he said running into the airport.
“I’ll be waiting,” I said to myself.
When I arrived back to our place I was finally able to take a well needed shower. When I was done, I ordered food off of Postmates and caught up on ‘Are You The One?’ I really hated being here without Kian, but I had to remind myself that I did it during the first half and was (somewhat) fine.
My phone started to ring and I got excited when I saw that it was Kian calling.
“Hey, Baby. How are you?”
“Lonely. How was the flight?”
“Pretty good. Some kid threw up though, which made Dom almost throw up.”
“Ew, but kinda awesome, haha.” Our conversation didn’t last long due to the fact that he had a long day tomorrow and it was late where he was.
I decided that it was time for me to go to bed as well and try to not be so bleh.
The next few days were getting easier and easier. Almost two weeks have already passed and Maya’s birthday party was a great distraction. I hear from Kian every night and every night I miss him more. Tonight is Ricky’s bash and I’m really excited. I took me like 4 hours to get ready, but I was almost done. I was applying the last bit of makeup when my phone buzzed.
I heard Callie come in and we naturally had to capture this moment.
That night was complete blast. I can’t stress how proud I am of Ricky T for reaching over one million youtube subscribers. Callie and I finally got back to my place and I was about to take a shower when my phone started to ring.
“Hey, I saw your Snap. You look beautiful, how was the party?”
“It was really fun, but tiring. How’s the tour going?”
“It’s good! The fans are amazing, the closer I get to coming home, the more anxious I get to be with you.”
“*Sigh* I can’t wait for you to come back.”
“I know me either, but I’ll let you get some rest and I’ll do the same. Sweet dreams, Babe.”
“You too, Kian. Good night.”
The next few days were quite boring, but Kian comes home in a little over a week and I’m so happy! I had been trying to reach him for the last few hours now, but he wasn’t picking up. I finally gave up on him and tried calling JC, but it was too loud to hold a conversation. My last resort was Vitaly who evidently was asleep and didn’t know anything.
I realized that this was the first night Kian hadn’t called me and I got a sort of uneasy feeling in my stomach. I quickly shook it off and decided to go to bed.
It was about 7:15 am when I was woken up by the constant vibration of my phone. After about 2 solid minutes, I groggily turn over and check what it is. I see that it is a bunch of Twitter notifications and I decided to open them. I see an assload of pictures of Jc with some random girl wither ass out, but that’s when I see it.
“What the fuck?” I say to myself as I read the tweets. I feel my heart drop as I see my boyfriend cradling another girl’s ass. I immediately decide to call him and of course it goes straight to voicemail.
Over the course of the next 9 days, I didn’t leave the house. Ricky and Callie came over to keep me company, but I just wanted to be alone. Kian tried calling every 5 minutes, except when he was on stage, but I ignored all of them. Even the rest of the boys were trying to contact me, but I only talked to Vitally since he wasn’t there that night. He tried to get me to talk about it, but knowing that he would relay it all to Kian, I just changed the subject.
So many people were talking about what happened, even Kian’s ex Andrea. All I could do at this point is cry and look at old photos of Kian and I.
Kian comes back tomorrow and I had to make a hasty decision. I was in the middle of my thoughts when my phone vibrated over and over again. I thought I shut that fucker off. I go look at it and I see it is the man of the hour once again.
I can’t help but smile a little bit as I cry even harder now. Is it worth letting go? Is it worth staying? Then he said it.