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~ Kellins POV ~

I stumble around the house in a daze. There is still so much furniture in here, but it feels like the whole house is completely empty. I reach the hallway, I stand there for a few moments before collapsing against the wall. This is where everything went wrong. Tears start rolling down my cheeks as I think back to the worst night of my life. My existence. The nigh that my life left me, the girl who meant everything to me. I regret everything I said to her that night.

She had made us dinner that night, we'd arranged to eat in together for date night, but I fucked it up. I stayed at the studio with the guys for too long as it was, let alone the hours we spent at the bar afterwards. I'd completely forgotten. I came home and saw my plate waiting on the table, the food gone cold, the candle blown out and the wine glass smashed. I found (Y/N) in our room, crying hysterically. I apologized, but she wouldnt forgive me. She'd been trying for months to spend time with me since I got back from touring, but I always fucked it up and was too busy to see how much I was hurting her. She needed me, and I wasnt there for her. I told her that she'd be better off alone, that I wouldnt care if she left. She packed her things, and she left. I havent seen her since.

I slam my hand against the wall as I choke on a cry. Im just a huge fuck-up. I never should've said those things to her, I should've been there for her! I didnt think about how much I would miss holding her in my arms, telling her I loved her, or the feeling of being hers and her being mine, but now its all I think about. Its been a week since things ended, I havent left the house.

I stumble back into the living room and lean my hands on the mantlepiece above the fireplace, there's an old picture there. Just one. The rest of them...(Y/N) took with her, but she left this one here. Its a picture of us, taken the day we met, at one of mine and the guys concerts. (Y/N) smashed this picture and wrote on a tear stained sticky note beside it "What happened to us?" and thats why she left it here, to leave me wondering the same thing. We hadnt been right for months, I didnt realize how desperately I wanted to fix things with her. I miss her, more than words can describe. She moved in with her best friend, I know that because I got a text from her best friend all in capitals asking me what the fuck was wrong with me.

I lift the picture and hold it infront of me, staring at it as more tears fall from my eyes. I brush (Y/N)'s gorgeous face in the picture, my face crumbles and I fall to the floor, clutching the picture close to my chest. I start sobbing hysterically, clinging to the little happiness I had, the happiness that was held in the small wooden frame of the picture Im clutching to my chest. All around me are lost memories of us, the amazing times we had together. I miss those days. I need her here with me.

If I could talk to her again, just one more time, I would apologize to her for everything I've ever done to cause her pain, I'd physically beg on my knees for her forgiveness. Im so broken, so alone without her. My phone beeps beside me, it must've fallen out of my pocket when I fell earlier. I struggle unlocking it because my hands are shaking. (Y/N)'s best friend texted me!?!

Alma: Right, come over to my place right now. (Y/N) is out and I want to hear your side of the story. No questions. Just get over here. Right now.

I dont know why she cares, but maybe this will help getting things off my chest. I pull myself up and grab my car keys before walking slowly out the door. Everything that used to be filled with vibrant color in my life is now black and white, all because I lost her.

I arrive at Almas place soon enough, she greets me with a nod and invites me inside with a hand gesture. I flop on her couch and remember when her and (Y/N) used to giggle here together as they discussed various things. I break down and explain everything to her. She sits on the couch opposite me, listening carefully.
"A-And I'd do anything to get her back! I miss her, s-so much! She's my world! I-I need her! Im so a-alone! I-Im n-nothing without her!" I cry.
Alma raises an eyebrow "You say you havent left the house since (Y/N) moved out?"
"N-No, I havent. I get enough r-reminders of what Im missing in my house, let a-alone outside where we used to eat ice cream a-and watch the stars together!" I breakdown again.
"You miss her?" Alma asks curiously.
I nod frantically "M-More than anything! I-I need her back, i-in my arms!"
Alma smiles slightly "If you got another chance with her, would you fuck things up again?"
"N-No! Never!" I respond confidently.
"I want you to close your eyes and imagine she's standing infront of you right now, tell her EVERYTHING you want to say to her, and only open your eyes when you've said everything you need to, ok?" Alma requests strangely.
I raise an eyebrow, but nod and close my eyes nonetheless. It may be a strange request, but I get the feeling Alma is trying to help me. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. "(Y/N), Im so sorry, for everything! I truly didnt see how broken you were, how much you needed me and how little I was there for you, Im so sorry! I-If you ever give me another chance, I-I'd never risk fucking up again, I'd be s-so careful! I cant live without you! You're my everything! I-I love you s-so much, p-please, just, come back to me!" I burst into tears again as my head falls to my hands, that just made me feel worse.
Arms wrap around me, for a second I think they're Almas, but then I remember she'd never hug me after what I did. I open my eyes and look around to spot the mystery person, I cant believe my eyes. (Y/N) is sitting beside me on the couch, she has her arms around me and she's crying.
"I've been here the entire time Kels, hiding behind the couch, we planned this to see how you really feel. Oh my god, I cant believe you want me back!" She smiles at me and my heart melts at the sight of her.
"I-Im so sorry (Y/N)!" I cry, wrapping my arms around her.
"Its alright Kels, shhh, I forgive you, its ok, I've got you, dont cry, you're fine." She comforts me, stroking my hair gently.
"Y-You forgive me!?!" I ask, unable to believe what Im hearing.
"Of course I do! Kellin, I dont think you quite realize, I have been in the EXACT same state that you have been in for the past week, I barely survived! I love you too Kels and Im so sorry for leaving." She explains sincerely.
My eyes widen with hope "D-Does this mean y-you'll take me back?"
She giggles and nods "It does indeed!"
"W-Will you be my girlfriend again?" I ask quietly, nervously.
She nods "Definitely!"
I instantly pull her into me and cradle her against my chest, rubbing my nose against hers and kissing her face all over, desperate to give her my all now she's mine again. I'll never treat her so badly again, Im always going to be here for her now. I'll never fuck up so largely and I wont ever risk losing her. I love (Y/N) will all my heart, and Im the happiest and the luckiest man alive now she's mine again.

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