Would You Notice?
Title: Would You Notice?
Pairing: Ian/Anthony--One Sided
Rating: (I'm bad with this so...but there is character death) PG-13
Summary: It's been years since Smosh ended and Ian just gives up
WARNING: Character death/suicide and it's OH SO SAD :'(
A/N: I'm still so bad with this. Kinda new I guess is what I'm saying but I could use the support if there is any. Especially considering this is my first fic so. TELL ME! HOW WAS IT?!
I don’t know why I live like this. It hurts. Knowing I can never feel the same. He has moved on. Away from me. Away from Smosh. Why do I bother? I don’t know. No one needs me. Loves me. Cares if went missing.
I look down at the moon lit water hitting the sharp rocks. I wonder what it would feel like. To hit the rocks. Not have to worry about it anymore. Not like anyone would notice.
I scoot closer to the edge. The wind picks up. Blowing my bowl hair a little out of shape. I guess this is it. After all, one step can end it. End the pain. No longer feeling alone. Waking up wishing he was there. Greeting me every morning with that stupid grin. Laughing. It’s been so long since thats crossed my thoughts.
I look at the water again. Looking at the reflection of the bridge. Then I hear something. A car. But why bother looking back. Probably just another selfish person going by. But yet I hear a car door open. Then I hear him. It’s him. I’ve longed to hear that voice.
He shouts to me. I’m not really listening. He will probably only save me then leave again. I don’t want another year of loneliness. It’s not happening. But yet I can’t help but look back at his face.
It’s changed. Not too much for me to not recognize it, but a little different then before. He rushes over to me. Asking and pleading me to get down. I look back at the water. Almost longing to jump. But I can’t. I know he wants me to stay. But knowing he will eventually leave, back to his wife and kids. I have no one. I don't have very many friends at all. My parents died in a terrible plane crash. He was the last one I had.
Calling. Calling for me. But I can’t. I step forward. Hear him calling my name as I fall. Feeling a smile. Finally for so long. A smile.
Pairing: Ian/Anthony--One Sided
Rating: (I'm bad with this so...but there is character death) PG-13
Summary: It's been years since Smosh ended and Ian just gives up
WARNING: Character death/suicide and it's OH SO SAD :'(
A/N: I'm still so bad with this. Kinda new I guess is what I'm saying but I could use the support if there is any. Especially considering this is my first fic so. TELL ME! HOW WAS IT?!
I don’t know why I live like this. It hurts. Knowing I can never feel the same. He has moved on. Away from me. Away from Smosh. Why do I bother? I don’t know. No one needs me. Loves me. Cares if went missing.
I look down at the moon lit water hitting the sharp rocks. I wonder what it would feel like. To hit the rocks. Not have to worry about it anymore. Not like anyone would notice.
I scoot closer to the edge. The wind picks up. Blowing my bowl hair a little out of shape. I guess this is it. After all, one step can end it. End the pain. No longer feeling alone. Waking up wishing he was there. Greeting me every morning with that stupid grin. Laughing. It’s been so long since thats crossed my thoughts.
I look at the water again. Looking at the reflection of the bridge. Then I hear something. A car. But why bother looking back. Probably just another selfish person going by. But yet I hear a car door open. Then I hear him. It’s him. I’ve longed to hear that voice.
He shouts to me. I’m not really listening. He will probably only save me then leave again. I don’t want another year of loneliness. It’s not happening. But yet I can’t help but look back at his face.
It’s changed. Not too much for me to not recognize it, but a little different then before. He rushes over to me. Asking and pleading me to get down. I look back at the water. Almost longing to jump. But I can’t. I know he wants me to stay. But knowing he will eventually leave, back to his wife and kids. I have no one. I don't have very many friends at all. My parents died in a terrible plane crash. He was the last one I had.
Calling. Calling for me. But I can’t. I step forward. Hear him calling my name as I fall. Feeling a smile. Finally for so long. A smile.