This is one of my favorites that I have written. Doesn't include smut just yet but in further chapters it will. Thanks for reading!

Samantha's pov

"Im so sorry" it read on my phone. He just kept on sending it to me.

"Pj, Pj answer your phone!" I left him multiple messages getting more and more worried about my long time crush. When he texted back to me saying "Good bye" I knew I had to get over there. I had to get there before he did anything stupid.

"Pj, please be okay." I mutter to myself making my way out of my flat.

Pj's POV

After I sent good bye to Sam I knew it wouldn't be long before she got here. I look to the left of me to the note in an envelope marked, Sam. I was in too deep to go back as I looked above me to the noose suspending from the ceiling.

Before I climbed upon the chair eventually leading to my death I thought about how happy I always was before but realized that I am useless and the only person that I've ever truly loved didn't love me back. I stepped on the chair and put the rope neck less around my neck and hoped it would be quick.

Samantha's POV

I shuffled around my bag and found the key he gave me to his home and quickly shoved it into the key hole and ran towards his bedroom while screaming at the top of my lungs, " Pj! Pj, don't be stupid, Pj! Pj, please!"

Everything seemed to go in slow motion. I saw him kick the chair from under him and saw him hanging.

"Pj! No!" I said crying and screaming.

I ran up to his body and lifted the chair so his body was being supported by the chair again. I grabbed another chair and stood on it beside it and untied him watching as his unconscious body fell to the floor.

Pj's POV.

I felt the rope tighten around my neck as I feel. Before I blacked out I could hear Samantha screaming my name, as I opened my eyes, for what I thought would be the last time, I saw her face. Her blues sticking out more than usual because she was crying. I began to regret trying to even kill myself, seeing all the pain I just put her through. I tried to yell out that I loved her but I guess I was already dead.

That was, of course, until I woke up in my bed, alone. " It must have been a dream." I sighed. Slightly disappointed that I hadn't have died in real life.

I got up to get myself a glass of tea when I saw her. She was still red from crying, and looked more beautiful than ever.

"Sam, what are you doing here?" I said walking towards her. " Why are you crying, what's wrong?"

"You fucking idiot!" She said crying again. She ran up to me and started to slap and push at me.

"Samantha! Samantha! What wrong?" I said trying not to laugh at her efforts at trying to harm me.

Well, she did get one good hit and me and we both fell down. She stopped hitting me and laid down on my chest.

"Why would you try and kill yourself! I love you, Pj! I love you! Why would you do that to me, you fucking twat!" She wept into my chest.

"You mean that wasn't a dream?" I mutter.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing. Wait, you love me? Why didn't you tell me?" I said lifting her so she sat on my lap.

"I didn't think you loved me back." She said snuggling up to me grabbing my arms and putting them around her waist.

"But now you know. I love you more than anything. You were the only thing that was keeping me alive for a long time."

"Then why kill yourself?!" She started to cry again. "Don't ever do that. Don't ever try and leave me!" She was shouting now.

"I feel worthless. I love you and I didn't think you loved me back. I just wanted it to be over. I didn't think anyone would love me ever."

"Pj.." she put her soft delicate hands on my face. " I love you so much, you don't even know. Now, can we just go to bed?"

"Yes." Since I was still a bit weak she helped me to the bed. She removed her clothes and helped me do the same, to where we were both in our underwear.

She turned Supernatural on and we sat there silently our skin rubbing against each other, keeping both of us warm.

She faced me and gave me a soft kiss and said good night and fell asleep on my bare chest.

"Hey, Sam?" I said tenderly.

"Yeah, Peej?" she said tiredly. I mean who wouldn't be tired. She just saved her best friend/ boyfriend from trying to commit suicide.

"I love you." I said and actually for the first time to any of my girlfriends meant it.

"I love you too." She smiled and blushed, her tan freckles on her pale skin stood out more than ever now. She kissed me again and fell asleep.