I'd write you a pop song baby

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The night eventually fell to and end. And oh what a wonderful night it was. The crowd loved them. Bastille absolutely rocked that performance and they seemed to get more confident after each song. Kyle showed of his whacky dance moves, Will bobbed his head whilst Woody full on head banged to the rhythm. I was so proud. Especially at Dan whose voice slowly became more confident as he hit the notes, with me directly by his side. His hand on my waist. My head on his shoulder. I had never felt as comfortable, whilst standing right in front of a crowd of complete strangers. But they didn't seem to worry me. All I could concentrate on was Dan. His glistening eyes. His little smirk every once in a while. Just him.

Oh Daniel Campbell smith.

My boyfriend.

The words I thought I'd never say.

The words I thought I'd never say

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 28, 2016 ⏰

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