The New Classic a Sean O'Donnell Fanfiction

I looked in the mirror and I did not like what I saw. I told myself, maybe if you stopped eating you'd be beautiful. Maybe if your face wasn't so round you'd actually be popular. Maybe if your hair wasn't so messed up you'd get noticed. Maybe just maybe, if your skin were clearer you'd get dates. It was the same routine everytime I looked in the mirror. I know a lot of girls say this to themselves and I worry. I always tell others they're beautiful and that they should not hurt themselves but what about me. The thing is, everyone wants to feel special even if they have to go to extremes. I did not want to relate to anybody but found myself having a hard time making friends. In the past, promises had been broken and lies had been told. I just did not want to get hurt again. It's hard to trust poeple after you have been hurt so many times. Therefore, I decided avoiding people was the best way to go. I was wrong. My freshman year of high school was a blur, a dark, stressful, confusing blur. I had gone through many changes and found myself extremely confused, my best friend had left and I was left alone. I began to do things that I should not have done and they slowly became an addiction. Cutting of course was one of them, I never imagined myself as the girl with scars on her wrists and thighs, but I guess that was who I was. Besides, doesn't everyone turn into the person they say they will never be. It was halfway through freshman year that I found my seven true friends, I knew I could count on them, but I never truly opened up to them until the summer after freshman year. It's funny how the people that you are friends with are so similar to you, even when it looks like you are nothing alike. Anyway, my friends were obessed with viners, youtube stars, singers, and boybands, but for some reason I always felt excluded from those fandoms and was never really a fan of being a fan. I was into unpopular female singers and one guy, Sean O'Donnell. Something about him amazed me, maybe it was the way he had a goal and followed it, maybe it was the way that his eyes shined, or the way that he looked without special effects. I don't usually fangirl about celebrities, but this was unplanned. I felt like somehow I would meet him. It amazed me how I lived so close to LA, yet I never had the chance to meet him. I did not think about too much, because I knew it would never happen. We all know that he's worked with thousands of beautiful models who are full of life, but still, there was something about him that made me think I had a chance. A day before my birthday, my friends surprised me by taking me to The Grove, a popular mall outside LA. I was walking around with them, joking around, checking out guys, just having a good time when suddenly, I saw him. There he was, under the pale moonlight, talking with his friend Sean Moran (Sushi) I could not believe my eyes. I completely froze, Sean Patrick O'Donnell standing just a few feet away from me. My friends started yelling, they could not believe it either, they knew he was my only crush, and they pushed me towards him. I was unable to walk straight and when I finally got close to him it took me about thirty seconds to tap his shoulder. When he turned around, my eyes grew wide, his blue eyes shined brightly, I looked straight into his eyes and froze. He smiled a little and said, "May I help you?" I smiled and blushed completely. I asked him for a picture, my body shaking, heart racing, and teeth against my cuticles. He smiled widely and let out a little laugh, "Of course." I could not believe it, I took a picture with him and asked him for a hug. My face against his chest, I smelled his t-shirt, it smelled like Hollister cologne and I could not stop shaking. I decided I was never going to see him again so did something wreckless, I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, he smiled and gave me a kiss on the cheek back. It was officially the best birthday ever. The adrenaline was running high and I decided why the hell not, so while my friend took a picture with him, I wrote my kik username on a napkin, asked him for another hug, and snuck it in his pocket. We said goodbye and I went home. I was still in shock, I started crying and I could not believe my life, was this really happening? Did I really just get a kiss on the cheek from Sean? I did not sleep at all that night, and although I knew that he would not remember me, I still thought about him all night. It was around 1am on a Sunday night and some scary thoughts started coming into my mind. I started thinking about how even if I did end up going out with him, I would end up hurt. Being in loved sucked, and I wasn't sure if I ever wanted to go though that again. At around 3am I started wondering about his life and the girls he encounters and how I was just joke. These thoughts continued running through my mind for hours until they started fading and I finally fell asleep at around 4:30am.