"Omg, omg, omg" I was thinking to myself. My heart was racing, pounding so hard I literally thought it was going to jump right out of my chest. My hands were getting really clammy and sweaty. My knees were shaking it felt like any second now I would collapse into the sidewalk. My head started spinning. Where was I? Wait! It came to me. Shawn Mendes just said "hi" to me on the sidewalk by my house on an unforgettable day. My pulse was hammering my neck so hard I don't think I can talk. But how am I thinking? Before I just stood there for too long in amazement or maybe just my dream, I managed to spit out the word "hi" in return. It actually didn't sound so bad, but I guess I'm good at covering up things, since I've been doing that for like 15 years. Going through my head are questions like "why are you talking to me?" "How did you find me?" "Why did you want to day hi? You went out of your way to just do that." So basically I'm confused. Shawn didn't even introduce himself to me when he complimented me. "I think you are the most beautiful person I've ever seen." Awe I almost started crying. "Thanks" I replied back with an embarrassed look on my face. "You don't look horrible either. So that's a good thing." Ugh why did I say that last part. I swear I need to go home, I'm starting to black out, I'm battling the hardest battle to hold back tears. Today really isn't the day, I can't act anymore, I need to go. "You're kinda cute" Shawn chuckled. Before I could turn around he had one more thing to say; "hey um do you think we could hang out later?" My heart is telling me yes, my head is telling me no. "Um actually tonight doesn't work for me, I'm kinda busy. But maybe another time" I reassure him. If he could find me today he can find me again. I need to get home.
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FanfictionEverything about him I want. I want him and his life. He lives the life I want to live. He loves the life I want to love. He lives the life I want to love. I love him. He doesn't love me. Actually he doesn't know who I am. To him I'm a stranger. But...