More than a fan?

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Y/N POV
There's no one. No one in this world that truly understands how I'm feeling. This loneliness inside can't compare to how I will feel if I leave this earth.

I slowly paced along the cold pavement.
Blinding lights from the buildings shone down, as I weaved my way through the busy people of New York City.

Rapidly breathing I began to take my steps across the endangered road of cars.

Behind me I heard footsteps trail.

"Y/N, Stop! It doesn't have to end like this,"
I turned to see the only boy I had ever loved, Derek Luh. He ran his finger through his brown hair whilst his hands were slightly shaking.

"You see Derek, all I ever wanted was for you to love me, they way I love you, but you won't, will you?"  I shouted above the traffic

"You don't unders-"

"I want you to know, I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing it for me," I cut him off

"No I didn't mean that, I just-"

"No, all I ever be to you is a fan, and every time I look at you I fall in love again, and all you'll ever do is break my heart. So this is for me, here's to moving on"

The sound of people busily moving past and cars zooming past filled the silence.

"Good bye, Derek,"

These were my last words.
I stepped into the busy traffic and my body cascaded against the moving cars.

Dereks POV

She's gone.

Little did she know, she meant the world too me.

She was much more than a fan.

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