A/N: I've never written anything in point of focus before so I'm sorry if this sucks more than my usual stuff. The title is supposed to be "Snap Out Of It" by Arctic Monkeys.

Alan was crying. He was crying and couldn't stop. He pulled at his hair. All the torment from school that day was getting to him.

"I can't take it anymore!" Alan screamed. He screamed at the top of his lungs, until he couldn't anymore.

Alan was quiet and usually didn't talk to anyone except his friend Austin. He barely ever spoke above a whisper. But today, he talked to nobody, at all, the whole day. When he got home he broke down. The kids at school had pushed him for the last time.

When he finally gained some composure, he looked into the mirror and examined himself. He took off his shirt and examined even more. All the kids at school would say he was 'fat' and 'ugly', and Alan believed them. He had gone through so much, he hated himself more than the kids at school. He had the scars to prove it. He looked in the mirror and was disgusted with what he saw. Anger boiled up in him and next thing he knew, the mirror was shattered and his knuckles were bleeding.

"I'm done." He whispered to himself.

He went outside. His hand had stopped bleeding, but he hadn't even bothered to put his shirt back on. He simply didn't care anymore. He walked across town slowly. He decided to call Austin. When Austin picked up, Alan almost sobbed.

"Hey Alan! What's up?" Austin asked.

"Um.... I was just calling to say I'm sorry." Alan mumbled out.

"Sorry? Sorry for what?" Austin said.

"I'm sorry for being a bad friend. I'm sorry for what I've done and what I'm about to do. I'm so sorry Austin." Tears were streaming down Alan's face.

"Are you okay?" Austin asked worriedly. Alan just sobbed in reply.

"Alan. You're scaring me. What did you mean by 'what you're about to do'? Where are you?" he said quickly.

"Goodbye, Austin. I love you." Alan arrived at the bridge.

"Alan! Where are you?! Alan!? Wha-" Alan hung up and sat down on the bridge railing, his legs dangling off the edge.

He sat there and thought about it all. Everything they said and did. All they told him was 'just give up', and now he has. Alan always had the fear of never being good enough. They told him, over and over, that he wasnt good enough and never would be. He believed them. Today, he finally snapped.

His tormentor's words rang throughout his head. "You're so worthless. Nobody will ever love you. Do us a favor and kill yourself already."

Alan tried to forget about it. He knew that the only way he could was to think about Austin, but it would just come back to, "Nobody will ever love you". He knew Austin was his friend, but it hurt knowing that Austin didn't love him back. He knew he wasn't good enough for Austin. He knew Austin would never love him the same way.

Alan started to cry even harder. He sat there sobbing, trying to gain his composure, yet again. Alan was a living paradox. Alan's silence screamed 'help me', but only Austin had noticed it. He couldn't feel anything , while at the same time he felt everything. Everything distressing, that is.

Alan always had trouble figuring out how he felt but sitting there, on the edge of a bridge, he knew one thing. He whispered, barely audible, "I don't wanna feel a thing anymore."

Alan knew that he'd just be miserable, at best, if he didn't end his pathetic life. So, Alan decided that he should get it over with.

He stood up on the railing and took a deep breath. He heard fast footsteps getting louder and he turned his head toward the sound. It was Austin.

"Alan! No, please! Don't do this." Austin stopped in front of him. He turned towards Austin. Alan couldn't find the words to say. He was astounded that Austin would waste his time trying to find him.

Alan remained quiet. Austin continued talking, "Alan, please don't go. I need you Alan. I love you. I can't do this on my own. Please. You're the only thing that's keeping me alive. Please, don't go...." He trailed off.

Alan was frozen. Austin loved him? "I know it's tough, but please don't give up, okay?" Austin asked. "Do I need to sing you a song to get you off the edge?" He laughed.

Alan knew that Austin wasn't the singing type but he still did nothing. Alan was trying to wrap his head around the fact that Austin loved him and needed him. It wasn't until Austin started singing that Alan snapped out of it.

"Say anything, say anything, say anything that can make this all okay. Take it away, take it away, take away all of this emptiness I feel," he sang. He looked Alan straight in the eyes and sang, " 'Cause, I may never find myself, but I will never find another you."

Alan started to cry. He cried so hard. Austin held out his hand and whispered, "Please..?"

Alan took his hand and stepped off the edge. Alan didn't know what to do until Austin wrapped his arms around him. Alan clung to Austin as if he was his life source, which in a way, Austin was. Alan sobbed into Austin's shirt while Austin comforted him.

Alan pulled back from the hug and spoke the loudest Austin had ever heard. "I love you Austin."

"I love you, too, my ginger princess." he replied. Austin connected their lips and Alan exploded internally. Alan's hands tangled in Austin's hair.

They stood there, lips moving in sync, on the abandoned bridge.

"I won't let you fall back down to the ways that you wanted to escape." Austin whispered.

THE END