Until Dawn

What Had Happened Was...

A/N: Wwwwweellll here we are... No one is ready for this weeb fest romcom...

LET THE CRINGE COMMENCE!
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So hi... Um... My name is Destiny Thomas and i guess this is the story of how I got a boyfriend.

My story sadly starts at our band's car show quarter auction.
I sighed as I watched my childish friends Lilandra and Max race down the isles to get peoples quarters before each other.

'I really need to get better friends,' I thought as I collected quarters with my bucket.

"Ha! I got more than you this time!" yelled Lilandra as she showed Max her bucket.

"You cheated!" Max accused. Lilandra just gave them a look of mock hurt.

"Me? Cheat?! It's not my fault you never said that I couldn't take the quarters from your bucket."

"What does it even matter, we don't keep the quarters. They go to the band," I interjected.

"It matters!" They retorted in unison. I sighed giving up on the two useless souls.

I looked around. It was getting pretty late but everyone seemed to be having fun. It was nice and peaceful until i heard someone scream.

"SHAWN!"

I looked to see Taylor crying as Shawn, our junior drum major, shook uncontrollably and slipped out of his seat. He was having a seizure.

"What the hell is going on?!" said Lilandra, her eyes wide. I honestly couldn't answer her. My eyes were wide with shock and worry.

Luckily, the auction was being held at a fire station so the paramedics immediately got him on an ambulance and rushed him to a hospital.
The loud talking was replaced with quiet murmuring. Shawn's dad quietly consoled Taylor who was Shawn's sister.

"I-is he going t-to be okay?" I stuttered to no one in particular. The air went from warm and cheery to stale and cold.

"We can only hope that Shawn is going to be ok," said Mrs. Hoffman, our band director, into the mic. " We're lucky to have had paramedics here so that we can uh get him to a hospital quick. Um... Lets get the auction back up!" Everyone gave words of agreement. I saw Lilandra talking to Taylor, probably consoling her. As much as I didn't like Taylor I felt sorry for her. But through all of my pity i was still frozen in my own thoughts.

'Is he okay?'
'Is he going to live?'
'What's wrong?'
'Why do I care?'

"Why do I care?" I said rightfully confused. Shawn has been nothing but a butt to me so why?

"Why do you care about what?" asked Max. Geez I forgot they were there.

"Don't worry about it."

"Noooooo I wanna knoooowww. Telll meeeee."

"Ugh fine. I don't know why I'm worrying about Shawn. He is an asshole."

"Oh don't worry Des. I'm sure he's fine. Plus, it's human to worry. Totally natural."

"Phew thanks Max. That helps."

'It's human. Natural...totallly normal... AHHHH IM STILL WORRIED.'

"What's up dustyknee?"

"Ah! Lilandra don't sneak up on me you rat!"

"I overheard your convo with Max,"

"So you ease-dropped," I deadpanned.

'Ehh potato patoto. Doesn't matter. The real issue us ur new interest."

"Interest in what?"

"~~~ Shaaaawwwnnn~~~"

"Oh shut up."

"You like Shawwwwnn You like Shawwwwnn!" she sang as she danced around me.

"I do not! It's human to worry!

"Yea human to worry about ya future mans."

"NoooOOoooOnononononon"

I may have denied it then but that small conversation with Lil stayed on my mind for weeks.

A/N: ahh I haven't written for awhile and you can tell ughh. Whatever. ..
And no. Us being in a Fire station was NOT plot convenience. THIS ACTUALLY HAPPENED. i was sooo scared for Shawn but he is fine now my doods.