Six months ago, your two year long relationship with the one and the only Colby Brock, went down the drain.

Everything was great, he loved you—he treated you well, cared for you.. everything a girl could ask for in a man, was Colby. But then on one random day, he ended it with you out of the blue.

He vividly mentioned that it was only to protect you from his and Sam’s fans; they were often crazed fangirls that wanted what they couldn’t have. He wanted to shield you from that—and the only way to do so, in his eyes, was to let you go.

So, when you were sitting in your apartment watching television, suddenly hearing banging on your front door, the last person you expected to see, was your ex-boyfriend, Colby.

“I’m so sorry, baby.. I thought I was protecting you,” He chokes out between desperate sobs. It was clear you’d been heavy on his mind, seeing as he was at your doorstep, begging for forgiveness, for you to take him back.

He wanted to make it up to you, to fix things.

It’d been a little over the six month mark of no-contact, and he sat there every day, in his room, realizing that he truly couldn’t live without you. You were the oxygen he needed to breathe, the blood in his veins, the one person that could drive him to the near edge of insanity with so much as one single day without you.