"Kaycee!" Tate exclaimed, running towards her friend at rehearsals. "Did you see Sean's new video last night?!"
Kaycee looked up from her bag. "No, I didn't get the chance to. Why do you ask?"
"Well, look!" Tate shoved her phone in Kaycee's face.
"Alright, alright, calm down." Kaycee laughed and hit play on the video.
"Go to 16:34." Tate told her.
"I love that you know the minute to the second you want me to watch." Kaycee chuckled, knowing that this was probably something huge.
"The next question comes from @sugarcoatedsunsets on Twitter" Sean, on the video, spoke. "Are you in love with anyone, and if so, does the other person know?"
Kaycee watched as Sean hesitated to answer the question. "Well, there is a girl that I'm in love with. Does she know? I'm not sure. But there is someone." Video Sean winked at the camera and moved on to the next question. Kaycee paused the video.
"So?" She asked Tate.
"So?!" Tate jumped. "Sean just admitted that he loves you!"
Kaycee scoffed. "It isn't me. There's no way, you're crazy."
"Why don't you go talk to him?" Tate smirked as Sean walked into the studio.
"Fine." Kaycee shrugged, mostly to spite Tate. "Hey, Sean, can we talk?" She called.
"Of course!" Sean picked up his pace, meeting Kaycee faster. "What's up?"
"Um..." Kaycee looked back to Tate.
"What's up, Love?"
"Could we go somewhere quieter?" Kaycee asked, almost silently. She didn't know what had just come over her.
"Of course." Sean grabbed her hand and led her to a solo rehearsal studio. "What's on your mind?"
"Um..." Kaycee shook her head. "This is going to sound so crazy, but y'know the video you just posted, the Q-and-A, one?"
"Yeah, what's wrong with it? If you're not okay with it, I can--" Sean started.
"No, I don't want to take it down. I want to know if you were talking about me." Kaycee stated.
"Why would I talk about you? You're my friend, I'd never talk behind your back." Sean gently chuckled.
"No, I mean, when you said that you loved someone. Tate thinks it's me." Kaycee sighed, getting fed up with this whole confrontation thing.
Sean's cheeks blushed a deep pink as a burst of confidence bubbled up inside of him. He put a hand on Kaycee's cheek, and another on Kaycee's waistline. "I've been meaning to do this." He mumbled.
"What?" Kaycee asked, confused by where his hands now were placed, as well as by his somewhat cryptic statement.
In a split second, his lips were kissing her's. "Does that answer your question?"