We would always walk around the hills together, whenever we could get a chance to. It was something that happened since we were young, when I was 7 and he was 10. He would take such care with my fascinated mind, how everything around us was still an adventure into the unknown. That was when I picked up my nickname.
All it was doing was softly blowing in the breeze, keeping itself firmly attached but I couldn't help but stop to analyse its appearance more. The small fairy like clouds that clung to the thinnest twig onto a thicker stem, brushing my fingers over them they and watching them float away into the air effortlessly. I remember how shocked I was by this, but also how overcome with joy we were that day. He came over and watched me jump up with giggles as I saw them go with the breeze, off into the sky.
"You know something Y/n?" I remember how serious he tried to be whilst my laughter filled the air around us, how contagious it could be. Turning around I saw him with a small smile on his face as I stopped laughing, wanting to focus on what he had to say. "You're my dandelion, you make all my dreams come true."
The name stuck, from then on I was his lucky charm. He had me support him in various performances and many bands before he found one that truly stuck. He explained that he wished so hard for this band to work out, that all of those extra hugs he gave me paid off.
Neither of us truly understood what we had, he was my best friend, as I was his. Except it always seemed to be more than that, the way he held my hand and wished me a goodnight wasn't normal, it was more special. If only I had understood sooner.
I was 17 when my parents informed me about moving away from home. Being underaged I had no choice but to go along with it, to move to another country without obligation, without him. Telling him broke my heart, how his soft hazel eyes hardened momentarily before melting into mine. From then on until we left he held me closer, made each moment last right until we had to check in at the airport.
His words still linger in my mind today, "Oh Dandelion, I wish you could make wishes come true." How his fingers delicately laced with mine one last time as tears fell from my eyes. "If only you could stay forever."
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Fanfictioneverything I ever wrote that is to do with 5 seconds of summer, all of this can be found on my tumblr account (same name) but I thought it might be worth putting it here as well. there are over 100 pieces all together, some are series' and I will s...
