Your POV
How? How can't I tell my best friend that I like him? I know he has no interest because I look nothing like what he actually likes. Corbyn Besson, Ugh I hate the fact that I can't have him.
"Hey y/n" he smiled. He's perfect but I'll never be able to tell him that.
"Hey" My emotionless ass said.
"What's wrong?" He asked grabbing my hand.
"Nothing, Im just tired" I lied.
"Ok, well we have to get working on the song. And I can't sing so I need your help." He said walking both of us into the music room.
"But-" he cut me off. He grabbed a guitar and sat. I was in no mood to sing, especially not with him.
"I have something to do, I'm sorry Corbyn."
"I'll help you during lunch." I said walking out. I really like him but how the hell am I supposed to tell him that?
During lunch
"She stares at the ceiling once again, with a hundred thoughts" I wrote in my song book.
"She walks down the hall with her head down low, scared to meet his eyes, many he knows who I am, actually probably not" I stopped.
"That was amazing, just like you" he smiled at me.
"Um, Corbyn, that's Um" I stood in shock.
"Can we sing this song?" He said sounding so clueless to what it's about.
"Yea," I shrugged disappointed.
"Oh and" he said grabbing my Chin and bringing it dangerously close to his.
"I know who that song is for and I know why you didn't wanna sing with me, I know all of it." He said starring deeply into my soul.
"Corbyn I-" he stopped me by smashing his lips on mine.
"Does that answer your doubt?" He asked.
"I think we should try again" I smiled as he pulled me into a passionate kiss.
"Hey guys I need to know.." Jonah my older brother Interrupted.
"Jonah-" I shard shocked.
"FINALLY" he shouted turning around and walking out. Corbyn and I laughed so hard that we forgot about the song, it was just me and him. Him and I. And that's all I've wanted.
