Neither me nor Danny move from where we were laying just moments ago. In the corner of my eye I see Paul get up, look at us, then folds up his blanket and leaves. Leaving me and Danny by ourselves in the empty lot while the band continues to disassemble their equipment.
"Are you fascinated by stars?"
"I guess so"
After he says that I just keep staring at the sky. I see all sorts of stars. Some are very bright, and some look like they're about die all together. I find the brightest star and I point at it.
"That's our star" I say to Danny
"That really bright one?"
"Yes. It represents us, we are a burning flame that takes years to extinguish"
"That's deep"
"I'm a deep kind of person"
"I like that about you"
"Thanks" I say and then the silence continues, but it is not an awkward silence. It's more comfortable, if we'd been talking I don't know if it would be awkward or not. So I just continue to stare up into the sky and keep thinking of random things.
"I think I want you" Danny says ever so quietly I think that I misheard him
"What was that?"
He hesitates before he repeats himself, "I think I want you"
"That's what I thought you said, I was just so surprised to hear it" I say and I turn myself on my side to face him.
"Why do you want me? I'm just some random fan girl from around the corner"
"Because, you love the same music as me, your long black hair is beautiful, your gray eyes," he pauses for a moment and turns to me and props his head up with his hand the same position I am in and stares right into my eyes and continues his sentence, " your gray eyes are like looking right into the center of the universe, and passed that the center of your soul. And your soul is pure and true and honest and beautiful. Just like you. And I know that you are short, and you have very definite curves, and each one is truly beautiful in their own ways. And I know that this one is a little shallow but I love your sense of style. How you don't even care about how you look. Your black ripped jeans, your 'My Chemical Romance' shirt and your red and black flannel you tied around your waist" and he pauses once again to bring his hand he isn't propping himself up with up to my cheek and quickly rubs it, "and you don't even have a trace of makeup on your face"
And when he finished he removed his hand from my cheek and put it back to his side. I repositioned myself to look back up at the sky and spoke up,
"I never realized that you liked me so much"
"Neither did I until just now"
"To be honest I've been in love with you since your 2nd video"
"You've mentioned that already"
"Sorry"
"Do you wanna know something?"
"Sure"
"Me and Paul played Rock Paper Scissors for you when we 1st saw you, and we purposely put our blanket on top of yours so we could meet"
"Really?"
"Yea"
"Well if you're confessing stuff then I am going to too. I saw that you tweeted that you were going to this concert, I was really hoping that I would meet you and get to know you"
"Is this enough to show that I wanted to meet you?" He said
Then he leaned over and kissed me.
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My Lover or My Enemy?
FanfictionA nobody around school, named Skylar Redmann, went to a local rock concert just at the right time, when she was there she thinks she almost dies, but instead meets the love of her life. Or she thinks so anyways.
