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Imagine:
The hall is set up beautifully for the Autumn concert. There's fairly lights and lanterns around the windows of the room to make it look cosy and pretty. Almost everyone from high school has come, so the place is packed. Luckily, my friends and I came early so that we were at the front, ready to support Shawn. I do like him- a lot. We've known each other for years now, for as long as I can remember. He'd always give me piggybacks when we were 8 and had to walk in the rain. He taught me how to skateboard when we were 14, even though I didn't have the best balance. And now we're all grown up, about to graduate at the end of next year. People think we're dating, but we're just really close friends, and that's all it will ever be, sadly.
Someone suddenly grabs my waist and takes me to the side of the stage behind some screens. It's Shawn.
I smile at him. "Hey, good luck Shawn! I know you'll be amazing, just like you always are."
He seems to be nervous for some reason. "You think so?" Shawn asks whilst biting his lip in worry.
I hold his hand and give it a little squeeze. "I know so, Shawn. Your singing is amazing! Your voice always soothes me to sleep, it calms me down and it's just so different from anyone else's. They're gonna love it."
"Thanks Y/n. You're a great friend." He embraces me in a hug and I wrap my arms around his neck. He pulls back and looks into my eyes, as he smiles down at me.
Shawn's POV: Now's your chance Shawn, I think to myself. I open my mouth to ask Y/n if she'll be mine, but one of the organisers pull me away from her before I could say anything. I've lost my chance again, just like I have so many times we've been together alone. It's like it's not meant to be. Maybe it's a sign, that she doesn't like me. I know Y/n's too good for someone like me, but surely I can try? She might feel the same way like I do- the same way I've felt for her since we were 5.
