This is just a stupid oneshot that I wrote in about 15 minutes. Don't expect it to be good, I wrote it on my iPod because I was bored :P

Just your stereotypical fanfic.


"Anthony, wake up," Ian said as he shook his best friend. He still hadn't gotten up and it was already 11; they had a lot of work to do today and he was still asleep!

Anthony didn't respond and Ian got slightly worried.

"A-Anthony seriously, you can stop playing around now," Ian said nervously. When Anthony didn't respond yet again, that's when Ian realized something was wrong. He grabbed Anthony's wrist to try and feel a pulse. Nothing.

"Anthony!" Ian screamed as he shook his lifeless body in a vain attempt to revive him. "Why?"

He had shaken him so violently that an empty bottle had dropped onto the bedroom floor from underneath the covers. Ian picked it up with a trembling hand. He read the label.

"Sleeping pills..." Ian muttered in disbelief. He read the dosage "Maximum of 2". Anthony had taken the whole thing in one go. He had actually intended to die.

Ian started sobbing in a way he never even knew was possible. He noticed through his tears that Anthony had put a little note inside of the bottle. After taking a deep breath, Ian started to read it.

"Don't get mad at me but I just had to do it. I love you and I wanted us to be together properly but I couldn't do that to you and Melanie. What kind of best friend would I be? Anyway, now that I'm gone you can forget about me and live a happy life. Just you and her. The way you wanted it.

Love always, Anthony."

Ian broke down completely after reading that. It was his fault Anthony had gone. All because he chose his girlfriend over his best friend. What kind of sick person does that?

Now that Anthony was out of his life, he had no reason to live anymore. What was the point? He would only be reminded of what he and Anthony didn't have whenever he saw Melanie.

After kissing Anthony's lifeless lips, Ian went to the bathroom to get another bottle of sleeping pills. He sat down next to Anthony's corpse and took a deep breath.

"Well, cheers to us," Ian said before emptying the entire bottle in his mouth. It tasted horrible and dry but he managed to digest it, somehow. He was motivated by the fact that dying meant seeing Anthony really soon.

He got under the covers next to Anthony's body and wrapped his arms around him as best as he could.

"I'm sorry Anthony!"Ian cried as he wept mournfully. "I really wish things had been different between..." The rest of his sentence was lost as he began to fade away. Not that it mattered. Anthony never heard him anyway.

A/N: This is what happens when I can't go to sleep. Let's hope it doesn't happen again.