I met him a long time ago. I've known him for most of my life and out of all people, I've mostly spent my time with him, by his side whether it's the line at the tiny coffee shop around the corner, a seat on an airplane or the place that means the most, the dancefloor. We were kids when we shared the stage for the first time, him 14 and I a mere 13-year-old. Back then it all seemed so simple. Somewhere along the line, he found his way into my days. It was easy. He became my best friend, my shoulder to cry on when the weight got too heavy to carry. For the longest time, he was the rock I leaned on, the person I trusted to lift my feet off the ground and bring me back down safely. As we grew older, not much changed. He and I were one on the dancefloor, a united front with a bond we thought would never be broken. I still trusted him to be there when I reached out and to catch me if I fell. Still no bruising, at least not on the outside for the people watching to see. And there were many curious, expectant eyes. Even more voices to cheer us on and offer their input as to who we were, who we should be and who we were made for. I spent countless hours reading the comments made by people from the other side of the world. How we were magic together, how we were our best selves while connected by a song on the floor. How he looked at me and smiled, how he was never that excited to dance with anybody else or the way it showed that he loved me. It's never that simple in real life, behind the curtains of the stage where the eye of the viewer cannot reach. I often wished I could tell them I saw it too. Just reply to the comment that I felt it when he and I played our roles for a scene, once again made up by someone else. I wished I could tell them I felt it when we were alone, too. Because I did. But life has a funny way of working out. And sometimes, it doesn't work out. DISCLAIMER: This is pure fiction about Sean Lew and Kaycee Rice. None of this is real.

only exhaustion and it's heavy hand could restrain sean lew into the depths of sleep, and now sean was thinking kaycee rice could too. and as time progresses, kaycee finds herself unprepared for what her heart has to say. [ written just for fun :) completed but has no real ending so let your imagination run wiLD with what comes after lol & i may write one-shots and add it onto this book as extras but we'll see]

"it is scary to love when you're not sure you even know how." a high school love story of a school musical, an unlikely pair, and the complications of first love.

in which sean and kaycee are enemies, or so they think, and would never ever EVER catch feelings for one another. right? ~~ "You know... I heard you guys used to hate each other and all that. When did you cross the line between love and hate?" Finally turning to look at Jade, she shrugs. "Honestly? I think we crossed the line a long, long time ago." ~~

now the day bleeds into nightfall, and you're not here to get me through it all. i was getting kinda used to being someone you loved. a sean&kaycee highschool au. slightly explicit content. seancontent 2019

"you touch me and it's almost like we knew that there will be history..." the instant that they danced together for the first they knew that nothing would ever be as good, but the world can't be that perfect. an seaycee story inspired by the song 'there's no way'by lauv.

this book it's a series of seaycee's oneshots inspired by songs. - hope you like it. 💛🌼

Kaycee and Sean were in love with each other, but they figured it out too late. Now she's a mom, married to another guy and he lives in china - and they're still in love with each other. an seaycee story inspired by the song 'slide' by james bay