Glass of Hearts ~ Pete Dunne Imagine
The phone rings and you glance at it debating weather to answer it or not. He has been calling you nonstop since the last time he saw you. You didn’t expect anything less from him. After all he didn’t care about relationship or feelings. It was tough being his friend and being in love with him. He doesn’t know how to tell you how he feels. He’s never felt like this before. He only knows how to show with action.
But you don’t want anything to do with him. You wanted to hate him for how he makes you feel. You wanted to forget him. But it wasn’t as easy at is sounds. He was a heartbreaker.
The way his name rolled off your tongue felt like a bad taste in your mouth. God, you wanted nothing more but to yell at him and express how much you cared about him. Instead you ran at the sight of him. Terrified of what he was going to say.
Staring at the phone filled with messages and texts from him. There was about 30 of each. He was trying to reach you and trying his hardest not to loose you. But he already has. Your sitting here with your legs crossed on the bed, phone in front of you and your tears falling down your cheeks.
You had enough of this pain and heartbreak. He didn’t need you. Your phone rings again. This time it’s not him. It’s Tyler. Wiping your tears, you pick up your phone answering.
“ Hello?” you sniff as you greeted him.
“ Y/N? Are yeh okay? Where are yeh?” He asks, worry behind his voice.
“ At the hotel. I’m fine” you answer.
“ Doesn’t seem like yeh are. ‘m comin’ t’ see yeh” He hangs up the phone.You sniff, wiping your tears from your eyes but once again they run down your cheeks like a waterfall. It hurts.
Thirty minutes later, you are still sitting in the same place with tears running down your cheeks but this time your looking through the pictures on your phone of you and Pete.
A knock on the door interrupts what you were doing. Wiping your nose and eyes as you slide off your bed heading to the door. Turning the knob you throw it open to reveal Tyler and Trent standing there with worry and sadness in their eyes. The two frown seeing the tears and your red nose as they embrace you together in a sandwich hug.
Trent’s hand is on your back as he rubs it up and down and kisses on top your head while Tyler as a hand wrapped around your waist rubbing circles on your hips and has he places a kiss on your wet tear cheek.
Your shoulder shake as you cry between them letting everything out. They have never seen you cry before and it hurts them to see you like this. They already yelled at Pete for being an asshole.
Pete was left in shock and struggling to find what to say but he didn’t know what to say. He didn’t understand how you could love someone like him. But you did, you loved all of him with his temper and his aggressiveness. All of it.
“ Shhh luv, it’s goin’ t’ be okay” Trent whispers to you trying to calm you down. But you can’t help it but cry more. Was it really going to be okay? Are you going to move on from this?
You pulled away from them, wiping your eyes once more before giving them what looked like a I’m okay smile.
“ Maybe yeh should get some rest luv, a nap should make yeh feel better”
You sighed but agreed.
When you woke up from your nap, the boys were no where near in sight but an arm held you tight to a chest. You freeze looking down at the hand, slowly turning around to look into the man that broke your heart eyes. What was he doing here? Why did they let him in?
He had already been looking at you when you turned around in his arms.
“ Hi” he said retreating his arm and instead putting a hand on your cheek. As if his touch was fire, you pulled back not wanting him to touch you. He frowned before sitting up on the bed looking at his lap.
“ ‘m sorry for hurtin’ yeh Y/N. I didn’t know tha’ yeh loved me. I didn’ know what t’ say”
“ I could care less anymore” you lied. He turned his head glancing down at you as you sat up in bed running a hand through your messy hair getting the knots out. Your back was turned to him, right now you didn’t want to see him or hear him.
“ That’s a lie luv and yeh know it” you scoffed continue getting the knots out. He moved on the bed moving so he was behind you wrapping his arms around your waist pulling you flush to his chest. He leaned down whispering in your war, “ I didn’t know how t’ feel until I met yeh. I mean yeh made me feel somethin’ I never felt before. Luv. It took me t’ realize when yeh left for me t’ see I need yeh in my life. I want yeh in my life”
“ Tough shit” you muttered pulling away from his embrace as you stood up.
“ What do I have t’ do to make things right?” He ask slipping off the bed as he made his way around you so he could face you.
“ Nothing. Not anymore. I’m done with you and your bullshit” you spatted at him pushing at his chest as you slipped on your shoes and grabbed your jacket.
“ Yeh don’t mean tha’ “ he mutters, sadness behind his voice.
“ I do. I don’t care what you do anymore. Go find someone who can swallow your bullshit Pete”
“ Yeh luv me!” He yells pointing to his chest.
“ I wish I didn’t” you say as you walk out the door.