Band Imagines

*REQUESTED* AA - James Cassells

Requested by myescapedfate

Suicidal

Y/N

You couldn't take anymore hate from the fans, they were relentless and had gotten a hold of personal details about your self harming and suicidal past. James knew your past but didn't know about the fans, you didn't want James to take anymore hate so had planned out your suicide. The letter was written and you'd asked a bell boy to take it down to the bar where James was drinking with the band. You tie the bed sheet around your neck and count down from ten.

JAMES

"Sir I have a letter from the girl in your room."

I glance up at the bell boy who hands me a letter, why would y/n write me a letter when she could just text me? I excuse myself from the guys and open the letter.

James

I'm sorry that it's come to this but this is best for everyone. I want you to be happy and find someone with fewer problems who the fans like. I love you, you're my best friend and I'll never forget the years we spent together laughing and making memories.

I'm finally joining my family in heaven...

Tell the band to stay out of trouble and I wish you all the success because you guys deserve it.

Just remember me as I was. Keep my memory alive James. We'll be reunited one day...

Y/N

"James mate are you okay?"

Ben pats my shoulder and I shake my head handing him the letter, he'd known y/n as long as I had. I needed to get back to the hotel room before y/n did something stupid.

I run out of the bar with Ben quick on my heels. It takes us less than five minutes to get back to the room and get the door open. I gasp upon seeing y/n hanging from the ceiling fan not moving. Time slows down; Ben runs towards y/n and cuts her down while yelling at me to call for an ambulance. I couldn't lose y/n; she was the light of my life.

~1 Month Later~

y/n had fallen into a coma and wasn't waking up. I re-read the suicide letter over and over again, how could I not see her pain? It was my fault she was fighting for her life, the fans were nice to her face when I was around but while she was alone they preyed on her weaknesses.

I turn back to drink to the numb the pain. It was the only way I could cope with everything. I'd drink, perform, ignore fans and drink some more until I passed out in the hospital chair next to y/n's bed. The guys were concerned but I'd get angry when they tried to take the bottle away from me.

Y/N

~1 Month Later~

"James is falling apart y/n, the drinking has gotten out of control. He blames himself when he really should be blaming the fans. We need you to wake up; I need you to wake up. I miss you y/n."

Ben came in every week and updated you on James's slow decline. You hated that he blamed himself. You didn't want to cause anyone pain especially not your sweet and caring James. You needed to wake up; you had to will yourself to open your eyes.

~2 Hours Later~

You finally win the fight with your body and slowly open your eyes. It takes a few minutes for your eyes to adjust and you sit up in the bed. You see James passed out in the chair next to you clutching an empty bottle of whiskey.

You throw a pillow at him and he groans loudly, "leave me alone Ben."

"James it's y/n."

James opens his eyes and you smile weakly at they widen taking you in.

"Is this real? Or is this the alcohol?"

"I'm real James. Oh my god, I'm so sorry for putting you through all this."

"No y/n I'm sorry. I should have paid more attention, I'm the reason you're here."

James stumbles but manages to stand up before falling against the bed. He reeked of booze, just how much had he been drinking? You grab his hand and stroke his knuckles.

"James you didn't put the bed sheet around my neck, I did that. Your fans put me here, I don't blame you one bit. But now I'm awake we can get better together, I'll go back to therapy and you'll stop drinking."

He nods and leans his forehead against yours, and you feel tears run down his cheek.

"I thought I'd lost you y/n. I love you so damn much. I promise to quit drinking."

You sigh and wipe his tears away, "I love you more James, I'm happy we have a second chance."

He pulls back and kisses you, you kiss him back never wanting to leave him again.