3rd person POV:

(Just go with what I'm saying and don't question it-)

The boy got back to his room. It was a week and he was still heartbroken. He felt like his whole world was tipped upside down. He should of known this was coming but alas he was in denial. He was filled with so much hope that it made is heartbreak even more painful than on average. So he decided to do what he'd normally do to cope. Sing. One of his favorite coping mechanisms was singing. The thing was his heart hurt so much he was singing a lot. Which caught the attention of a certain coffee loving boy next door. He love the singing so much but at the same time it sounded so sad. So once he heard the familiar voice he would walk by the room. To maybe talk to the pained soul or ask him out for coffee Whichever came first in the conversation.

Emiles POV:

I let out yet another sigh. I couldn't help it. I hurt so much and I had missed him so much. So at a time like this I needed my coping mechanism. I needed to sing.

3rd person POV:

The poor heartbroken boy but on the instrumental background and began to sing his heart out.

I don't know why'd do this to me

'Hmm today's song seems more painful than on average.' Remy thought taking a sip of his coffee.

You're so cold 

You'd be playing like

'Aw poor guy'

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I got told danger follows everywhere you go

But I still be like

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

'Hey I know this next he's gonna say "This is the part where I got hurt" I wonder how his love lifes going?' 

This the part where I'm gonna get hurt

'Called it'

I never listened but I didn't deserve it

I was young and she was my first love

So they say that you live and you learn

"Like yeah he gone mess with your head"                                                                                                                Like yeah he gone mess with your head.   The two sang at the same time.

Oh yeah and she'll flirt with your friends 

oh yeah

Make you wish you were dead   

Everytime he moves on he says Emiled paused

"(Don't take it personal)

(Don't take it personal)

Every time she moves on she says." Remy finished

Who else knows

All my friends are blowing up my phone

Something's telling me

No no no no no no no no no

'This dude is hella heartbroken' He took another sip of his coffee

Oh, this the part where I'm gonna get hurt

I never listened but I didn't deserve it

I was young and she was my first love

So they say that you live and you learn

At this point Remy was singing along leaning against the doorway to emiles room

Like yeah she gone mess with you head

Oh yeah and he'll flirt with your friends oh yeah

Make you wish you were dead

Everytime she moves on she says

Again Emile paused and Remy filled

(Don't take it personal)

(Don't take it personal)

Every time he moves on she says

he won't don't no favours

Beautiful but he dangerous

he was only gone break you

They two were singing together like a beatiful-planned-duet

Drive me crazy like

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

he won't don't no favours

Beautiful but she dangerous

he was only gone break you

Emile went to his door and dramatically slid down into a sitting position.

Drive me crazy like

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Oh yeah and he gone mess with you head

Oh yeah and he'll flirt with your friends oh yeah

Make you wish you were dead

Every time he moves on she says

Emile noticed another voice on the other side of the door

Yeah he gone mess with your head

Oh yeah and he'll flirt with your friends oh yeah

Make you wish you were dead

He opened the door and Remy fell into the room

Every time he moves on she says

Yeah he gone mess with you head

Oh yeah and he'll flirt with your friends oh yeah

Make you wish you were dead

Every time he moves on she says

Every time he moves on she says

He finished of the song. "Hi babes!"

Emile looked at him in surprise "Are you Remy?!"

He got of the floor to stand up "The one and only. Hey wanna go get some coffee." 

Emile giggled "Way to ask someone out. Sorry I was in the middle of singing. But I'd love to!"

They linked arms and strutted down the hallway like the power couple they are meant to be.

*sigh* A poor boy had his heartbroken and had this passion of singing about it (This heartbreak later inspired him to become a marriage counselor for marriage counseling) and a sweet-but-sassy-coffee-loving-or-addiction boy happens to stumble in on the heartbroken boy's pain-relieving session. Yeah that was a weird summary of this chapter. Anyways I hope you liked it! It was requested by Nonbinarypolysexual! THANK YOU SO FREAKING MUCHHHH! This is my new favorite song! When I first heard I was hit by a truck of creativity! Thanks man!