You nervously shift your weight between your feet. You wait backstage at your school talent show. You here the act before you end. You start breathing faster, and look at your good luck charm- a braclet that says 'Louis'. It stands for Louis Tomlinson, your celeberty crush. Your best friend sends you thumbs up as your name is called. You walk up to the mic stand, with your guitar in hand, and say, "Hi everyone! This one's for Louis Tomlinson." You begin strumming the first few chords to Superstar by Taylor Swift, than sing.
"This is wrong but
I can't help but feel like
There ain't nothing more out there.
Misty morning comes again and I can't
Help but wish I could see your face
And I knew from the first note played I'd be breaking all my rules to see you
You smile that beautiful smile
And all the girls in the front row scream your name
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
Good morning loneliness
Comes around when I'm not dreaming about you
When my world wakes up today you'll be in another town
And I knew when I saw your face I'd be
Counting down the ways to see you
And you smile that beautiful smile
And all the girls in the front row scream your name
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
You played in bars, you play guitar
And I'm invisible and everyone knows who you are
And you'll never see, you sing me to sleep
Every night from the radio
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
Sweet, sweet superstar
Superstar"
Tears are brimming your eyes when you finish the song. Everyone claps for you, and you head off backstage. Your bestie hugs you, jabbering on about how good you did, but all you can think about is Louis and how he has no clue who you are. You pull away and walk over to a chair. You recive a bunch of good jobs, but you just mumble thanks. That is unyil you hear a certain British thanks. "You did amazing love. Oh, and thanks for the dedication." You look up to find the one and only Louis Tomlinson.
"Uh, thank you," you say blushing.
"Your Welcome Y/N," Louis says, smiling at you.
"So, what are you doing here? At my school of all places?" you ask, rubbing your hand over your Louis braclet.
"The boys and I are preforming as a closing for the show. Oh, and announcing the winners.Speaking of which, I have to go preform with the boys. I'll be back though." he says, as he is dragged onstage by Harry. You hear the boys angelic voices fill the theater room. Then Niall announces third place- not you. Liam then announces second place- not you again.
"And for first place, we have... Y/N!" you hear Louis shout. You walk on stage, and are imediatly wrapped in a bear hug. You lift your head to see Louis' bright eyes looking at you. He whispers, "Congradulations. You are beautiful, and instead of a picture of me how about my phone number?" You nod your head franticly, than walk over to the other boys to get your trophy.
After the Talent Show, you meet Louis back stage and exchange phone numbers. You don't stop smiling for about a week.
***ONE YEAR LATER***
"LOUIS!" you shout as you see your boyfriend for the first time in months because of his tour.
"Y/N!" he shouts and wraps his arms around you.
"I missed you so much!" You mumble into his shirt.
"Missed you more love," he says, right before he kisses you.
