#driverimagine

Summary Teaser: Y/N hasn’t seen him in 4 years. Not when you suddenly fell sick. Now after so long, you run into him, but with a little surprise holding onto your fingers.

Author’s note: First time writing please be nice! 

Adam Driver x Reader 

Warnings: 18+, little bit of couple fighting.

Adam was still standing in the middle of the apartment looking around. It was the same as it was 4 years ago, just a tad bit different. There was no more pictures of the two of you hanging on the walls. It now had pictures of you and Malia showing the stages of your life that you had together. There were toys, dolls and crayons laying around the floor in the living room. Shit it even had her drawings on the refrigerator. You took off your coat and placed it onto the closest chair next to you, and waited. You waited, and waited and waited for what felt like ages. The silence in the room was deafening. You were beginning to panic, wondering what he was thinking. Thinking why the hell today of all the years that you two spent apart, that today was the day that you guys would have the talk. You always imagined, damn it even practiced what you would say to him. When the day came for him to realize what happened 4 years ago. But you stayed silent.

You were lost in thought when Adam interrupted you, “Is she mine?” You looked at Adam and nodded. As he processed the new information he received, he started to pace the living room nodding his head. He was getting agitated. You can tell by the vein running through his neck, and the way his knuckles were turning white from closing his fist too hard. 

“And you didn’t think to tell me that you were fucken pregnant?!” Your head snapped to his direction, there was the fucken question. You stomped your way to the entry table that was by the front door, and pulled out a black medium box. “How come I didn’t tell you? Hmmmm, well let’s see Adam.” You opened the box, and took out hundreds of letters, and printed screenshots of your many attempts of trying to get a hold of Adam, and threw them at his feet. “You sent back all my letters! I fucken tried!! I tried for 2 years to get a hold of you and you, you just sent the letters straight back to me. I called, I left voicemails, text messages!! Shit, I even called your assistant, everyone!!! And you had me blocked, you even moved houses, as if we didn’t fucken exist to you!!” 

You took a deep breathe, and started again trying to control the shaking in your voice, “While you were out fucking all these randoms, your co-stars, partying all the time, I was giving birth to our daughter BY MYSELF! Raising her by myself, busting my ass by myself to give her the life that she fucken deserved!” Adam looked at you with guilt, he knew all this. He knew that you tried to reach out to him. He even remembered the day you called him when you were in labor, because he was at the Oscars. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket during the announcement of “Best Leading Actor” that he was nominated for. Your name showed up on his phone, and he stared at it while it vibrated in his hand. He knew that it was time. It was the day that you were going to change his life forever. And what did he do? He blocked you. He blocked you, stood up, smiled as if nothing happen, and made his way onto the stage to accept the award that he just won. Since then he told everyone to ignore your attempts and to start the process of changing houses, and phone numbers. 

“You should of tried better.” he said regretting the words that came out of his mouth. You gasped. Your ears started to ring with his response. The rage that you didn’t know existed till now took over your body and you slapped him. You slapped his face so hard that it left a perfect outline of your hand. Years of wonder, and anger went straight into that slap, that you didn’t feel anything on your hand. He stood there shocked and in pain. He deserved that. He deserved every rash word, every hit, slap, or kick that would come his way. 

Summary: Y/N hasn’t seen him in 4 years. Not when you suddenly fell sick. Now after so long, you run into him, but with a little surprise holding onto your fingers.

Author’s note: First time writing please be nice!! 

Adam Driver x Reader 

Warnings: 18+

Today was just starting off great. Your car wouldn’t start so you had to take the train to pick up Malia from school. Then you missed the train by just a few seconds, so you had to wait for the next one. And to add the cherry on the fucken top it started to rain on your way back home. 

“Momma, slow down” Malia shouted over the loud sounds of pedestrians and the rain.

“Well angel if you would let me carry you I wouldn’t have to drag you down the streets of New York. I can’t have you being sick right now” you sighed. Malia was at the age where she wanted to become independent and do things her own way. Which meant walking at a snail's pace to get home when it’s legit pouring rain outside. You were too busy arguing with your little one that you ran straight into a hard body, and landing straight on your ass onto your back in front of your building.

You accepted the strangers hand and quickly apologize. “Oh shit! I’m so sorry I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.” Once you were on your feet you searched Malia to see if she had any injuries. 

While making sure she’s okay, a smooth deep voice that sounded all too familiar but yet so foreign said, “No no, I’m sorry I was in a rush. Are you and your daughter okay?” You stood frozen, feeling as if all the blood drained out of your body. You looked up and saw the face that you wish wasn’t there. “Adam” you whispered. A solid few moments passed, just staring at each other while people walked around you, and getting upset that you guys were in the middle of the walk way blocking the path during rush hour. Adam was shocked. He didn’t think that after 4 years you would ever run into each other again. You changed, you had semi black hair, instead of your original y/h/c. You had small bags under your y/e/c eyes that made you look so tired. But overall you looked happy, you had this glow to you that made Adam feel guilty.

“Mommy, are you okay. It’s cold, and I wanna go home,” Malia said as she hide behind your body to shield herself from the big man that knocked you two down. You snapped out of this trance that you were in. You looked down at Malia, than to Adam. You picked up her up and ran straight through the entrance of your building. 

“Wait y/n!” You picked up your pace when you heard Adams boots hitting the floor, on the entry way to the lobby. You desperately pushed the button, frantically trying to get the damn elevator doors to close faster. As you finally looked up you saw Adam trying to get to you before the doors closed. As soon as he was about to reach the entrance to the elevator, the doors closed just in time. Thanking the universe or gods for finally being on your side. You sighed in relief, and looked at your daughter. “You okay angel?” She nodded, not understanding the whole situation that just happened. You were now getting anxious to get to your apartment before Adam did. Hurry up, Hurry up! The doors finally opened on your floor. You stuck your head out to make sure that you wouldn’t run into him. The coast was clear. You walked down the hall took a right and you saw your door, 619. You put Malia down to grab your keys from your bag. A few moments passed and you felt Malia tiny hand tugging on your coat to get your attention, “Momma”. “Hold on mama, I just need to open the door.” Then that’s when you felt him. The hairs on your body stood. You could feel his body heat slowly reaching to you, and the smell of your favorite cologne of his, mixed with fresh rain.

“Y/n...” You stood there defeated just inches from your front door, you had lost. “We need to talk” he said. You nodded to his response and entered your apartment. “Go to your room momma, and get your backpack that I packed for your sleepover. Olivia and Violet should be here soon.” You watched as she ran to her room excitedly, forgetting that there was a strange man in her home. Once she was in her room, you turned to look at Adam. You forgot how handsome he is. His raven hair was longer. He was also more toned, and you figured it was because of his role in Star Wars, and he looked sad. Why? He was living the life! He was all over the news about the movies he was in, winning all these awards, and hooking up with all of these women??

You both looked at each other still not saying a single word. You can tell that he had many questions by the look on his face, but that thought made you mad. If he even tried asking you that certain question you were gonna be pissed. And in that moment you were so glad that is was Olivia’s weekend to watch Malia. Speaking of the devil, there was knocking on your door. “Malia they’re here!!” You walked passed Adam and opened the door. “Hey, Malia is just grabbing her bag, and Adam is here” as you whispered the last part to Olivia. She took the signal and looked passed your shoulder to look at the man. Her eyes widened as well and mouthed what the fuck! You just nodded back not saying anything because Adam was looking at the two of you. 

“I’m ready!” Malia pushed passed everyone and was running down the hall to the elevator with Violet. You were glad that you meet Olivia, and created a great bond with her. Especially when she introduced her daughter to Malia, because they became best friends immediately. That was when you two decided that every weekend you guys would take turns watching each others kid to have a break from being single moms.