I rushed to the bathroom, I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't take the screams that were in my head: it was unbearable. The hate that kept on going threw me, I was drowning in my sorrow, I had lost all hope and dreams, it was all done with me. I grabbed the nearest razor and lifted up my sleeves, I looked at my arm for a second before putting the razor down the old scars. The pain slowly rushed in but it felt overwhelmingly good, the blood started streaming down my arm. As I watched the blood fall to the ground I heard a sound, it was around the bathroom, I heard it again, it was Dan calling my name.

"- Fuck! I whisper to myself as I start panicking.

Dan obviously thought I was out, as he entered the bathroom casually, then he froze as he saw me sitting on the ground with the razor by the bin covered in blood. I looked at him in the eyes, those beautiful brown eyes; as I did, I noticed a tear fall down his right cheek as he looked at me, I felt so guilty and terrible, I broke down and started crying. Dan then rushed over and hugged me immediately. His warm soft skin against my cold body was soothing but it just made me feel worst because I hurt him more than I hurt myself, I couldn't take it anymore, I had to exterminate myself from the world, it would be such a better place, well it would be for the people around me, the world doesn't even remotely care about me.
I could hear Dan trying the talk as he was chocking on the fear that blocked his throat and that made me cry even more:

"- Dan? I say. I'm so s-sorry, I can't do this anymore. I can't live.
- Y/N I love you with all my heart and I can't lose you.
- But, I'm broken… You could do some much better, I'm nothing, I'm not even worth having as an enemy…
- You're not nothing, you are everything to me.
- I can't hurt you anymore!"

At that point, I got up and ran out of the room, I ran to the kitchen, open the draw and took the gun that was place under all the things Dan and Phil have had in there but never used. I held it to my head and was about the pull the trigger when I heard Dan scream my name:

" - Y/N! Y/N! Don't, please, I can't live without you.
- Yes! Yes you can, you can find someone prettier, smarter and so much better than me.
- Y/N, you are everything to me, if you kill yourself then I'll do the same.
- What? I looked at him in confusion, why would he kill himself for someone like me.
- I will, I would do it if you do it, you cannot die, I won't let you, I couldn't live with myself if you do, I love you, I love you, I would do anything for you, I've always loved you, please, please, just give me the gun."

I started loosening my grip to it, and slowly bringing the gun down and looked at it in my hand.
" - How can you love.. me? I say as I look up at him tears in his eyes.
- I've loved you since I met you, that girl in the coffee shop just on her laptop and seeing me looking at her and smiling. That has always been in my head, I fall asleep thinking of it, of you, and how lucky I am to have you. Please, can you give me the gun.

Tears were streaming down his face, which broke me. I looked at the gun and slowly put in his hand, he threw it across the room and took me in his arms. I fell to the ground and pulled him down with me, he just held me so close, his back against the cupboards.

"It's okay, it's oka-y…" He whispered in my ear.

I didn't believe him at that point, he was only saying that to make me feel better but I nodded and cried.

As the months went by, Dan stood by my side, consoling me when I was sad, trying to make me laugh and he actually made me feel happy, which I haven't felt since that one time before, the day I met him, in that small coffee shop.

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