Brynn's POV:
Shawn strums his guitar effortlessly as i watch in awe. Me and shawn have been best friends for as long as I can remember and since he's been on tour, I need to cherish the moments of him being home for only a couple weeks. I miss him more than he would probably guess and it's been half of a year since I've been in his room.
I look around the cozy set up noticing that nothing has changed since he was 12 when he redid his room because back then it wasn't "cozy enough," for his 12 year old life style.
****flashback***
"Shawnnn!" I said with a high pitched squeaky voice, "why pick plaid for your bed?"
Shawn giggles plopping himself down on the brand new comforter and smiles, "because I want a big red guitar and it will go with red plaid!!"
I furrow my eyebrows at the thought of him getting a guitar. "Do you really think so shawn?" I say with pure curiosity, "do you really think your parents will buy you one?"
"Probably not," he says with a sad sigh, "they don't think I take music seriously. Besides, a guitar is like $500."
"A brand new one," i correct him, "but what about a used?"
"EVEN THEN I WON'T HAVE ENOUGH," he wipes his face with defeat thinking about how long it would take to get one.
"Dont loose hope, I'll know you'll get one you're too talented not too." I got on the bed and laid next to him and just stared at the ceiling in a comfortable silence.
****end of flashback***
I smile remembering that not even two weeks later I used my allowance to buy him his first guitar. It was used and not as good as his current taylor brand, but I've never seen shawn so happy. For the record, $200 for a twelve year old is practically a fortune.
I was broken from my thinking by shawn saying my name over and over, "Brynn, Brynn, Brynn," he poked my side and I jumped with a laugh.
"What shawny." I push his hand away as he goes in for another poke.
"Why were you smiling?" He says with a cheeky grin, leaning his guitar on the nightstand next to him.
"Because I love hearing you play, and I remembered when you claimed you were never going to get a guitar," i put the emphasis on never just to show how unrealistic he used to be.
"The only reason why I even got a guitar was you silly,"he booped my nose and I scrunched up.
He leans back on his bed so he's laying down on his pillow, and I follow resting my head on his chest, placing my hand lightly on his stomah, listening to his heartbeat, and breathing in his musky scent.
"Brynn?" He whispers quietly with a hint of sadness.
"Yeah?" I say shifting my head, nervous of what he might say.
"I wish I could just pack you in a suitcase and bring you on tour so you were with me all the time. You have no idea how lonely it is without you."
I get a lump in my throat at the realization that he doesn't know how hard it is for me either. "Shawn," i say drawing circles with my finger on his abdomen, "you have no idea what it feels like to have your best friend away all the time, and having to constantly worry that he's going to forget about you."
He sighs of sadness and I do the same, "i mean shawn, you said it yourself you meet people every day, and they all love you, what isn't there to love? And you have so much fun with them so it wouldn't surprise me if you came home and didn't talk to me."
"Brynn," His voice is light but cracks at the obvious lump in his throat, "how could I ever forget about you? None of them are you, they could never take your place you're my best friend. You always will be."
I bring my hand under his shirt and trace his abs, an old habit I have that he happens to like, and a tear goes down my cheek, something that I've been holding in for what seems for forever.
"What about when you get a girlfriend shawn!" I begin to cry, "she won't want you hanging out with me, we can't be like this with another girl in your life I'd drive her away!"
He wipes his eyes, "I'd see you anyways, I'll always hang out with you."
"You're all I have and I can't lose you and it scares me to know that one day I might," a sob leaves my mouth and I just bury my face into him. He rubs my back for comfort but it only makes me cry harder.
"I miss you." His words were only a whisper but hearing them made me feel ten times better.
"It doesn't have to be this way love," he says, now playing with my hair, "my girlfriend can't be mad at my best friend if they're the same person." There's so much hope in his voice it surprises me, I can hear the smile.
"But shawn..." i say hesitantly,
"Brynn" He says nervously, "i like you okay? I like really really like you and I couldn't imagine myself with someone else," He begins to gain confidence in his words as he continues, " and when you said girlfriend I couldn't picture myself with anyone but you."
"But shawn, you're everything, if you leave I can't lose you I can't risk that."
If things don't work between us i couldn't imagine living without him. It's such a depressing picture to see. I mean who else would watch old eighties Christmas movies while cuddled in a snuggie and eating popcorn until we're sick with me?
He sits up and places me on his lap so he's cradling me and whispers, "i would never leave, and what I'm asking is if you'd do me the honor of being my girlfriend?"
I look in the mirror and see us, with me wrapped in his arms and a side view of a smile on his face.
This looks so perfect....
"Shawn I," but before I could finish he whispers, "Maybe a little push?"
He leans down and I lean into him brushing our lips together, and him connecting them into a passionate kiss.
All I wanted to do was explore every inch of his mouth, I run my hands through his har as he has a hold on the back of my neck pushing me into him deepening the kiss. We kiss for about a minute, but being the humans we are, we pull away breathlessly gasping for air.
I just made out with my best friend
"Yes," i say with a gasp, "yes I'll be your girlfriend." I smile and kiss his cheek.
He hugs me and leaves a soft kiss on my shoulder, and smiles looking at us in the mirror.
He brings his lips to my ear and says softly, "i love you brynn, and I always have."
________________________________________~goals af god damn i need this
~Leah
