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wake me up when September ends (Andrew)

In honor of September first and the passing of Billie Joe Armstrongs father here is a imagine inspired by that.

September first.

The day i dreaded the most. The worst day of the year. The day I lost Andrew.

I knew i should have gone to the party. If I did he would still be here with me. Still alive. Still being the best boyfriend in the world. But because he chose to drive home with who knows how much alcohol on his sytem. He didn't even call me! Everyone tells me it's not my fault and its not his. Today at 3am would be time I lost him.

I remember it. Laying in my room. Blasting mcr. Still thinking about Andrew. I was about to go to the party until my brother burst into my room. "Y/n! It's Andrew,He s been in a wreck!" Rem said. I ran to the car. When we got there I saw the car flipped and broke down. I ran out of the car and was immeaditly stopped. I told them i was his girlfriend. I saw him on the stretcher. Covered by a sheet. Lifeless . Rem was still in the car. I hugged him so hard I thought I would brake his bony body. "Do you wsnt to go to the hospital" I just shook my head. I couldnt do it. Even if I did I would brake down. We drove home. I ran to my room. Locked the door,and blasted wake me up when when September ends by green day. Rem tried to get my attention. I just shut everyone out. Em and Seb even checked on me. I know its not right to block out your brother and cousins but I couldnt help it. I was to sad. To broken that my best friend was gone and up never get him back.

I was lost in my thoughts and didn't realise rem came in my room. He usually leaves me to myself on this day but I was glad he came in. I hugged him so hard and sobbed non stop. He lead me to the car. Emerson gave me a rose then we went there.

I stood in front of the gravestone. On the smooth stone was carved Andrew Martin October 9th(random date,dont know when his birthday is)-sept.1st 2016. 

I look down with blurry,tear filled eyes. I placed the rose and cried. After a few minutes i walked back to Remington. We got home and I followed the same drill I've done for two years now. Locked door. Blaring the same song.

By for now my loves ❤