1: Friends Before Fame. (William Singe)

Chapter 64

***WILLIAM'S P.O.V***

Shona just finished singing and she was amazing, better than last night when she sang to me. I was talking to the other competitors about how well Shona did when Matthew tapped me on the shoulder then pointed over to Shona. She was searching through her bag and looked like she was gasping for breath. I ran over to my bag and got out the asthma puffer that her mum gave to me in case she ever needed it and she couldn't find hers. I passed her and she didn't hesitate in taking it. She had taken it a few times and her breathing had slowly come back down to normal and she looked up at me thankfully.

'William, I..' she tried to talk but I put my finger to her lips.

'Shona, don't thank me and don't apologize. It's fine.' I told her then kissed her cheek.

'I love you William.' She responded and I smiled.

'I love you too Shona.' I replied and kissed her lips softly.

We went and sat down with everyone else and joined their conversation until I had to go and perform. She kissed me for good luck before I headed to the stage with the guitar in hand.

~~~WILLIAM SINGING~~~

Love you like a brother,

Treat you like a friend,

Respect you like a lover,

Oh whoa, oh whoa,

Ohh, whooaa.

You could bet that, never gotta sweat that,

You could bet that, never gotta sweat that,

You could bet that, never gotta sweat that.

If you'd be the cash, I'd be the rubber band,

If you be the match, Imma be the fuse, BOOM,

Painter baby, you can be the Muse,

I'm the reporter, baby you can be the news,

Cause you're the cigarette, and I'm the smoker,

I raise the bet, cause you're the joker, truth though,

You are the chalk, if I can be the blackboard,

You can be the talk if I can be the walk.

Even if the sky comes falling,

Even when the sun don't shine,

I got faith in you and I,

So put you're pretty little hands in mine,

Even when were down to the wire baby,

Even when its do or die,

We can do it baby, simple and plain,

Cause this love is a sure thing.

You could bet that, never gotta sweat that,

You could bet that, never gotta sweat that,

You could bet that, never gotta sweat that.

If you be the lover, I'll be the fighter babe,

If I'm the blunt, you can be the lighter babe, fire it up,

Writer baby, you can be the quote,

If I'm the lyric, baby you can be the note, record that,

Saint I'm a sinner, prize I'm a winner,

And its you, what can I do to deserve that?

Paper baby, I'll be the pen,

Say that I'm a one, cause you are a ten,