*y/n POV*
Summer has finally come and I was all done elementary. Goodbye elementary, hello summer, and soon to be high school. I didn't have a lot of friends at my elementary school, most of them are from other schools around the city, but one friend that I cherish the most at my school, is Shawn. We have been friends--best friends, since diapers. We go way back. I love him to death...sadly it's in both ways, as friends...and maybe a little crush. I had a crush on my best friend in the whole entire world ever since sixth grade. I don't even remember the day when I started to like him, I just looked at him one day, him smiling at me while laughing because of a joke I made.
I then realized
I was in love with Shawn Peter Raul Mendes...my best friend
Shawn and I ran out of the school doors followed by a bunch of screams of joy from the other children.
"School is out!!!" I screamed throwing my hands in the air.
Shawn smiled at me while we walked to the bus stop
"I can't believe it myself"
Shawn and I waited for the bus to pick us up, when we came across the topic of graduation tonight.
Shawn held the straps of his backpack looking down at his feet
"You gonna ask someone to dance tonight?"
Shawn asked sheepishly
'Ya I'm going to ask you because I'm FRIGING IN LOVE WITH YOU'
I said in my head. Shawn was waiting for me to answer as I thought I said something.
I stuttered in my words getting nervous
"I-uh-no.."
No? Really?
Shawn's smile on his face faded as his shoulders sunk down
He spoke "why not?"
Great another excuse
"I can't slow dance!" I blurted out
Nailed it.
Shawn giggled pinching my cheeks
"Awwww! Little y/n!!" He babied
I threw his hands away from my face laughing of embarrassment.
There was a small pause until the bus arrived
"I can teach you" Shawn suggested
I shot a look at him, confused "teach me what?"
Shawn replied with a look of obviousness on his face "how to slow dance dumby"
I chuckled a small bit as we hopped on the bus
Pinch me I'm dreaming
I nodded my head smiling "I would love that"
*eight years later*
"Ladies and gentleman can we get the bride and groom on the dance floor for their first dance as a couple" the DJ said as I fixed my pale ivory dress. Looking over at my newly wedded husband, I got up and took his hand, walking to the dance floor as our wedding song; tenifire sea came on.
We stopped at the middle of the dance floor, starring into each others eyes as the shimmering light of the moon gazed upon us.
He placed his hand on my waist "do you remember what I taught you for grad?"
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I replied "I remember Shawn"
Everyone gathered around us as we danced to the beautiful sound of Ed Sheeran.
I'm glad I feel in love with my best friend, I'm glad he taught me how to slow dance, because if I didn't take the offer, I would have never married him, my best friend, Shawn Peter Raul Mendes.
