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#16: Enchanted - Taylor Swift

 Ashton: "Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy vanished when I saw your face. All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you"

You just broke up with your boyfriend, and you just couldn't get over the fact that he cheated on you with a girl whom you saw as your best friend. Turns out both of those dicks were whoring around with each other, and now you're left with no one. You could feel this emptiness in your chest and you didn't even know what to do with your life anymore, that was, until, you met him. You were in your favorite cafe, trying to do your homework because you couldn't concentrate at home. You weren't really getting any work done, your mind keeps drifting off to those two backstabbers and your grip on the pencil tightened until it actually broke. You let out a frustrated groan and ran your fingers through your hair. "Whoa," someone says from behind you. You looked up at the mysterious stranger and you see that he picks up the other half of your now-broken pencil. You couldn't help but stare in awe at how attractive he was. He had curly hazel-colored hair and his eyes were almost eh same shade. He was really tall, and the cutest thing about him was those deep dimples. He handed it back to you with a dimpled smile, "Hey, are you okay? You seem a bit... pissed off," The boy next to him rolled his eyes, elbowing him, "As if it wasn't already obvious, you dick." You found yourself giggling at the two boys, and you didn't even know why. The two boys exchanged meaningful glances and the one with dimples giggled, "You finally smiled!" You tilted your head to the side, trying to stiffle a giggle. "Wh-what do you mean by 'finally'?" The black-haired boy laughed and said, "Well, Ashton has been watching you for about twenty minutes now, and he keeps bothering me about how you just stared into space with a frown." You looked up at the said boy and smiled, "Is that true?" You noticed the light pink blush creeping up on his cheeks and you giggled, "Well, thank you so much for making me feel better, Ashton. You're a sweetheart," His friend nudged him when he didn't respond and looked at you with a smirk, "By the way, my name's Calum. And you are?" "Y/N, nice to meet you. Thank you again for cheering me up, you guys," You say to them sincerely. That was probably the first time you've smiled since your breakup, and you really were grateful for them. "Nice to meet you Y/N, and we're really happy to be able to see your smile. But we have to go now," Calum says with a pout. "We'll see each other again," Ashton grins, as he blows you a kiss. And with that, they disappear from your sight as they walked out of the cafe. Ever since that day, you couldn't forget about Ashton, he was all you think about but the chances of you meeting him again were slim to none. You felt something when you first saw his face, and your meeting was definitely fate. You smiled as you thought that you two meeting was probably the most enchanting thing you've ever experienced.

Michael: "The lingering question kept me up 2am, who do you love? I wonder till I'm wide awake"

You tossed and turned in your bed, checking your alarm clock every three seconds. It was about two in the morning, and you still couldn't sleep because of the events earlier today. Your best friend told you he was in love with someone, but he didn't even bother telling you all about this girl. "Come on, Mike, please!" You stuck your bottom lip out even more and he just laughed, sticking his tongue out at you. "No chance, Y/N, I'm not telling," You growled and tackled him, pinning his wrists to the bed, as you straddled him. "Tell me or else, Clifford," you hissed, your face mere centimeters away from his. He wore his signature smirk on his pale face and he challenged, "Or what, Y/L/N? Tell me what you'll do to me," You weren't really the type to do this, but you didn't know why your overwhelming desire to know who this girl is is making you so aggressive. You didn't know what threat to give, so you just said the first thing that came into your head, and because you glanced down at this lips, you said, "Or else I'll kiss you." You didn't see any emotion in his eyes, he just stared right back at you, then his gaze landed on your lips. You didn't know why your heartbeat started pounding so hard, so you immediately pulled away from him. You stood up, saying, "I need to go, it's late, see ya." before grabbing your bag and started to head on home. Even if that was almost eight hours ago, the memory was still fresh in your mind. You didn't know why you wanted to know who this girl was so badly, and why you reacted that way when you were trying to get him to tell you about this girl. You thought about the possibilities and it all came down to one thing. You wanted so badly to deny it, but deep down, you knew that it was the only reason why you're acting this way - you were in love with him. You've known him since you were little kids, and you saw him as a brother until recently. Something about him changed, and with it, your feelings and the way you see him. You also realize that the way you acted around him changed too - you could no longer be that girl who didn't care about how anyone saw her anymore, you actually care about how he sees you and you feel so self-conscious around him. The effect he had on you was really huge, and you couldn't believe how the way you are around him has changed right in front of your eyes, and you didn't even notice it. You didn't know what to do now, so you glanced at the alarm clock again. It was half past two, and you were still bothered about who this mystery girl is. He doesn't talk about her much, in fact, this is the first time he's mentioned this girl to you. You kept thinking about the question, "Who does he love?" until three in the morning, when you decided to check on your text messages to try to clear your mind. There were messages from friends about school, but you opened the message from Michael first. Your eyes widened upon reading the message, a hint of a blush forming on your cheeks when you read the two words on your cellphone screen: "It's you :)" When your mind was finally contented with his answer, you began to fall into a deep slumber. You fell asleep with a huge smile on your face, mumbling Michael's name as you did.