Different Sides to Every Story (Sanders sides)

Virgil

Noah's POV

I sat on the bed strumming Virgil's ukulele trying to calm myself down. What wasn't helping was the fact that there was a camera in front of me. The other sides don't know, but post covers on Y/n's old channel. I took another big breath before starting to sing.

"I'm nearing the end of my fourth year
I feel like I've been lacking, crying too many tears
Everyone seemed to say it was so great
But did I miss out, was it a huge mistake?

I can't help the fact I like to be alone
It might sound kinda sad, but that's just what I seem to know
I tend to handle things usually by myself
And I can't ever seem to try and ask for help

I'm sitting here, crying in my prom dress
I'd be the prom queen if crying was a contest
Makeup is running down, feelings are all around
How did I get here? I need to know" I sang letting my fingers glide over the strings gracefully.

"I guess I maybe had a couple expectations
Thought I'd get to them, but no I didn't

I guess I thought that prom was gonna be fun
But now I'm sitting on the floor and all I wanna do is run

I keep collections of masks upon my wall
To try and stop myself from revealing it all
Affecting others is the last thing I would do
I keep to myself though I want to break through

I hold so many small regrets
And what-ifs down inside my head
Some confidence it couldn't hurt me
My demeanor is often misread" I sang sweetly feeling like I was in my own little world.

"I'm sitting here, crying in my prom dress
I'd be the prom queen if crying was a contest
Makeup is running down, feelings are all around
How did I get here I need to know

I guess I maybe had a couple expectations
Thought I'd get to them, but no I didn't

I guess I thought that prom was gonna be fun
But now I'm sitting on the floor and all I wanna do is run
All I wanna do is run
All I wanna do is run
All I wanna do is run

I'm sitting here, crying in my prom dress
I'd be the prom queen if crying was a contest
Makeup is running down, feelings are all around
How did I get here I need to know

I guess I maybe had a couple expectations
Thought I'd get to them, but no I didn't

I guess I thought that prom was gonna be fun
But now I'm sitting on the floor and all I wanna do is run
All I wanna do is run" I finished. I actually felt like I wanted to run away. I heard clapping and my head shot up from the door way. Virgil was there leaning against the door frame smiling at him. I blushed and looked down before he jumped onto the bed next to me and wrapped his arms around me from behind.

"Babeee" I whined.

"Yes?" He asked leaning his head on me.

"Now I gotta start over again" I pouted turning to him.

"Nah, leave it in. It's cute" He replied pecking my lips. I chuckled before crashing my lips to his again. I put a hand out to the camera lens to cover it. I smiled into the kiss before pulling away.

"Thanks for watching the cover, people. I'll see you on the flip-side" I did the outro before turning off the camera.

"So, you make covers?" Virgil asked.

"Only sometimes. People think it's actually Y/n doing the covers, but in my outfit." I explained laying my back on the bed while leaving my legs to dangle off the end of the bed.

"Also, I'm cutting it out" I added. He groaned.

"Leave it in! It was cute" He told me before I sighed.