More Than Friends ~Shawn Mendes fanfic~

I dont have a title just be prepared for sadness k

-the next morning-

I woke up to screaming from my Aiden's room.

"FUCK NO NO! NOT TODAY NOT FUCKING TODAY I AM NOT DYING TODAY!"

I threw a shoe at the wall and yelled "SHUT THE HELL UP!"

I rolled over and attempted to go back to sleep. About 5 minutes later, Aiden rushed into my room with a huge box in his hand.

"Yay you're awake! Look what I found!" He opened the box and dumped everything that was in it on my bed. They all seemed like old pictures.

"Really Aiden?"

"Yeah. You always say you want to look through them so you could fill up your picture frames so I convinced Dad to dig this up." He smiled and walked out of my room, closing the door for the first time in.his idiotic life.

I began digging through the pictures and a few caught my eye. The first was a picture of Josh, Aiden, and I smiling awkwardly. I remember this day perfectly. It was Easter and my aunt wanted to get pictures of all the siblings together. Before she took the picture, she said "At least act like you love each other." I giggled at the memory and put the picture aside. I was definitely framing that.

The next was one of me and Aiden. We were always around the same height when we were younger. We were standing on the baseball field attempting to put eye black on each other at the same time. It was probably the cutest picture of us.

The next was one of me and Mike. We were standing next to his bike with our helmets on giving my dad ( I remember him taking the picture ) the finger. I put that in the pile of pictures to frame.

The last one was a picture of me and my "crew" I guess you could call it. The people there were Julian, Sam, Allison, McKenzie, Tyler, Nate, Anderson, Nick, Carlos, Nicole, Michelle, Kaitlyn, Mariah, Derek, Isaac, Jake, Jason, Owen, and lastly Richie. As soon as I saw Richie's face, I dropped the picture.

-Flashback-

We were all just walking down the street, laughing, joking around, all that jazz. Most of us were up front but Julian and Richie were in the back. Carlos was telling us a stupid story about this party he went to when all of a sudden we heard

BANG

BANG

BANG

I was the only one that got scared and looked back. As soon as I did, all I could manage was "RICHIE!"

Everyone turned around and bolted for the bank parking lot where Richie and Julian had been. Julian was hugging Richie, mumbling how Richie was gonna be okay, how he couldnt lose him.

An ambulance was there in less than a minute. They allowed me and Julian to ride in the ambulance. They were trying the best they could to keep him alive. Once we got to the hospital, me and Julian went into the waiting room and waited for everybody else. I was on my knees, just crying and wanting to kill the bastard that did this to my best friend.

About 10 minutes later the doctor came out and said "Stevenson, Richie?"

We all jumped up and gathered around the doctor.

"Well I'm sorry to say this but Richie didn-"

"NO! YOU'RE LYING! MY BEST FRIEND IS NOT FUCKING DEAD!"

At this point, Julian was breaking everything in sight. From there, the whole hospital experience was a big blur.

-Present-

Tears starting streaming down my face and I went to my dresser and looked for Richie's journal that Julian gave to me. I never had the courage to look through it, but its been a year, I figure I would be able to handle it.

Most of the entries were raps, which didnt surprise me since rapping was Richie's life. However, I read a lot of real entries that talked about how he was dealing with depression and anxiety. I wasnt aware of these things and now I'm wondering if he didnt mind getting shot.

After reading a good amount of his journal, I grabbed my camera and tri-pod and set up my piano/keyboard (whatever you like to call it) in front of my computer chair.

I made sure everything was set up perfectly and began filming.

"Hey guys its Megan. I know I havent done a video in almost a month so I figured I would do a cover for you guys. I'm gonna be doing a cover of Why by Rascal Flatts. Now before I start this video I would like to dedicate it to Richard 'Richie' Micheal Stevenson. I miss you so much man."

I played the beginning notes of the song just to get a feel for it and I began singing.

"It must've been in a place so dark you couldn't feel the light
Reachin' for you through that stormy cloud
Now here we are gathered in our little hometown
This can't be the way you meant to draw a crowd

Oh, why?
That's what I keep askin'
Was there anything I could have said or done?
Oh, I had no clue you were masking
A troubled soul,
God only knows what went wrong
And why you'd leave the stage in the middle of a song

Now in my mind I keep you frozen as a seventeen year old
Roundin' third to score the winning run
You always played with passion no matter what the game
When you took the stage, you shined just like the sun

Oh, why?
That's what I keep askin'
And was there anything I could have said or done?
Oh, I had no clue you were masking
A troubled soul, oh,
God only knows what went wrong
And why you'd leave the stage in the middle of a song

Now the oak trees are swayin' in the early autumn breeze
The golden sun is shining on my face
The tangled thoughts I hear a mockingbird sing
This old world really ain't that bad a place

Oh, why?
There's no comprehending
And who am I to try to judge or explain?
Oh, but I do have one burning question
Who told you life wasn't worth the fight?
They were wrong, they lied, and now you're gone, and we cried

'Cause it's not like you to walk away in the middle of a song
Your beautiful song, your absolutely beautiful song"

By the time I finished, I was crying my eyes out. I dont really care if it came out sort of shitty because it was real. I turned off the camera and heard clapping coming from my doorway.

"That was absolutely amazing."