Can you one where Andy and Remington are broken up, but they really miss each other and one day Andy breaks down and tries to kill himself, but Remington finds him? You can decide if they get back together or not

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Trigger Warning: self harm, anorexia, suicide

Andy's POV:

I've never felt more alone in my life. I miss Remington so much. We broke up because I was an idiot and accused him of cheating on me with my bandmate Lonny. Remington had been late coming home from the studio for a few days and I later found out that he'd been hanging out with Lonny, so I just assumed the worst and accused him of cheating on me. I was so upset and hurt that I didn't even give him a chance to explain.

I then found out from Lonny that he was just giving Remington guitar lessons since he'd always fight with Sebastian whenever he tried to teach him. I've tried to apologize to Remington, but he won't answer and of my calls or texts.

This was all two weeks ago.

Since then, I've completely spiraled back into all my old habits. I don't eat anything, and when I do I just throw it back up, I've started cutting again, my anxiety is worse than it's ever been, the only time I leave my room is to go to bathroom, I haven't slept at all, and I haven't spoken a single word to anyone since Remington left. My band has been blowing up my phone with calls and texts, but I haven't responded to any of them. There's only one person I want to talk to, but he hates me.

I'm in so much pain right now and I want to cry, but I can't. I haven't cried at all except for the day he left. I want to cry and just let everything out, but I can't. I'm too numb to cry.

This is your own fault, Andy. You're the one who accused him of cheating.

I know it's my fault. I know I'm an asshole. I know I'm a piece of shit. I know.

You should just kill yourself. You deserve to. It's obvious no one would care. You pushed everyone away, so why keep living?

Maybe I should kill myself. What reason do I have to stay?

After thinking for a while, I decide I'm going to do it. I take out my phone and unlock it, ignoring all the unopened texts from my band. Shaking, I type one last message to Remington.

Remington,
I'm so sorry for everything I said and did. I should have known you would never cheat on me. I'm so sorry I even thought that.
My life has been hell without you. I fell back into all my old habits. I'm sorry I broke our promise. I don't want to hurt you anymore, so this will be the last time you hear from me.
Don't bother trying to save me, I'm too far gone. Please don't blame yourself for any of this. It was my fault. All of this was my fault. If I wouldn't have been so stupid and just let you explain, none of this would be happening. I love you, Remington. I never stopped. I hope you find someone who can love you better than I did, and I hope you go even farther in life than you already have. I'm so proud of you. I'll watch over you from wherever it is I'm going. I love you with all my heart. Tell the rest of the guys I love them and I hope they find a new lead singer. The band can live on without me.
Goodbye,
Andy

I send the message and turn my phone off, knowing that I won't get a response. Even if he does respond, I don't want anything to distract me. I need to do this. I need this to end. I can't be here anymore.

I get up out of my bed and go to the bathroom attached to my room. I don't bother closing or locking the door since I'm the only one here and no one ever comes over. Even if Remington were to try to come here, he'd never get here in time. I heard he's been staying with Emerson, who lives 30 minutes away from me. I only know this because Emerson has tried to contact me as well to tell me what really happened and to see if I'm okay. Well, I'm not okay, but I will be once I end this.

I open the cabinet and grab my blade and the sleeping pills.

Sitting on the floor, I roll up the sleeves of my shirt, revealing all the hundreds of cuts and scars I've made these past few weeks. After staring at my scars for a few minutes, I pick up the blade and cut vertically across my veins on both of my arms.

After maybe 5 minutes, I can already feel myself starting to get dizzy from the loss of blood. Good. I don't want to be saved this time.

As I'm about to open the bottle of pills, I hear my front door open and someone calling out to me. I can sort of recognize their voice, but I'm too lost in what I'm doing to realize who it is.

I try to ignore them the best I can but before I can do anything else, I feel the bottle of pills being ripped out of my hands and I hear it hit the floor outside of the room.

I look up to see the beautiful chocolate brown eyes of my boyfr- ex boyfriend- looking at me with concern. I want to react, but I'm too numb to process anything that's happening right now.

I don't say anything as he grabs a rag and some bandages from the sink. I think he can tell that I'm pretty out of it right now, since he hasn't said anything yet other than calling me. Or he doesn't know what to say.

He sits down on the floor in front of me and begins cleaning my arms and wrapping bandages around them. I don't even feel it when he dabs the cuts with alcohol. That's how numb I am.

After he's finished wrapping my arms, he grabs my hand and helps me stand. He leads us to my room and we sit on my bed next to each other.

"Andy, why would you do this to yourself? Nothing is worth taking your life." He says sadly as he holds my hands in his.

I don't answer him. I don't know what to say. I'm not sure if it's because I'm too out of it to speak, or if it's because I'm scared of saying something that will hurt him.

After a few minutes of silence, he speaks again.

"I'm sorry I ignored you. I was just angry. I know that's not an excuse for treating you like you don't exist. I should have just texted you back. I'm sorry for everything. I should've just told you I was taking guitar lessons from Lonny. I don't know why I hid it from you. Of course you would assume I was cheating. I would've too if I was in your position. I'm so sorry Andy. I do still love you. I was already on my way here to come talk to you when you texted me. I was only a few minutes away thank god. I've never been so scared in my life than when I saw your text. It felt like my whole world was gonna end. Why would you ever want to do this to yourself?" He says while looking into my dull gray eyes that are no longer the color of the ocean.

"Andy, losing you would be the worst pain I'd ever experience. If you died today, I would have been right behind you. I can't live without you, Andy. You're my world" he says as his eyes fill with tears.

"I didn't want to hurt you anymore, Rem." I say as quietly as possible, looking down at my lap. My voice softer and raspier than usual since I haven't used it in over two weeks.

I feel my chest tighten as my eyes fill with tears, and he pulls me into a hug. That's when my walls break. Before either of us can say anything else, I hide my face in his shoulder and let out every emotion I had been holding in.

As much as I hate crying in front of people, I'll admit that it feels really good to finally let everything out and have Remington hold me.

He doesn't seem to mind that I'm shaking like a leaf as I sob in his arms, or that his shirt is pretty much soaked in tears now. He's just silently holding me and rubbing my back while I cry.

"I thought you hated me" I say through the tears.

"I could never hate you, Ands. I love you too much to ever hate you" He says as he holds me tighter and kisses my head.

It takes a while, but I'm eventually able to stop crying and regain control of my emotions. After we pull away, Remington takes my face in his hands and dries my tears with his thumbs before pulling me into a loving kiss.

"Andy, will you be my boyfriend again? I can't stand the thought of ever being apart from you again." He says as he kisses my cheek.

"Only if you'll be mine" I say as I hug him tightly again. I really missed his hugs.

"I love you so much, Andy"

"I love you more, Rem"

"You look tired, Ands. When was the last time you slept?" He asks concerned.

"Before you left." I whisper looking down.

"I haven't been able to do much of anything since you left. I'm back to the way I was when we first met" I whisper even quieter.

"I'm sorry I put you through all this today. I should've just called someone when I started wanting to.. you know.. I'm so sorry Rem"

He sighs and pulls me back into his arms, holding me tightly and playing with my hair.

"Don't apologize, Andy. It's okay. You're safe now and I'm gonna help you through this just like I did when we first met. You're not alone, love" He says as he holds me tighter and rubs my back.

"How about I order a pizza and then we go take a nap, hm? I'm not gonna force you to eat too much, but you have to eat something, okay? I promise that after we eat we can cuddle for as long as you want." He says and kisses my head.

"Okay. But only cause you promised cuddles" I smile for the first time in two weeks and bury my face in his neck.

Remington takes out his phone and orders a pizza before cuddling with me while we wait for it to be delivered.

Once the pizza is delivered, we go into the kitchen and sit at the table to eat.

I'm only able to eat one slice, but Remington is very understanding and patient with me. I start to have a panic attack, but he holds my hand and assures me that I'm okay, that I'm safe, and that he won't force me to eat more than I could handle.

After we eat, we go back to bed and Remington holds me in his arms again. I lay my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat as I slowly fall asleep for the first time in weeks.

Before I'm fully asleep, I feel Remington kiss the top of my head and whisper "I love you".

I'm asleep before I can even say "I love you too"