"Big man on campus"

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[Sort of a Prologue]

You've been in college for about a year now, and this semester is soon coming to an end. Just one more semester until you get your performing arts degree!
You've always wanted to pursue acting or music, and you loved York University! Your boyfriend, a music/ vocal major also went to York. You'd been dating for the past year, and he was great. In bed. Wait who said that?

[how y'all met]
Under a cork tree(what who said that) you saw a beautiful boy sitting, quite serene, playing his guitar, singing an original song:
We're goin' down, down, in an earlier round...
Sugar we're going down swinging...
You were intrigued. Captivated. Compelled to his voice, which led you closer to the tree.
His guitar began to quiet, as the song he sings fades away.
"That was amazing!" You said standing only a few inches from him
He looked up at you with the cutest, most pure smile, and the most beautiful blue eyes, absolutely entrancing.
"Thanks." He blushed "You wanna sit?" He smiled up at you
"Sure" you sit across from him, laying your denim bag on the grass.
"You're really talented btw" you said
"You really think so?" He shyly replied. You scooted closer to him, eyes locked in a gaze
"I know so" you giggled
"Awe shucks." He laughs and bit his lip
"Patrick. Btw" he offers you his hand
"Y/n" you shake his hand.
His hands were warm, and soft, as he had a firm grip. He let go of your hand gently.
"So what's your major, Y/n?"
"Drama." You smile
"Hey, weren't you in that musical last year!"
"Yeah! Matilda!" You both laugh
"You're one hell of an actress, Y/n!" He smirks
"Aw thanks! I guess, I'm just very genuine." You wink at him
He blushes and looks down at his guitar in his hands, grinning ear to ear.
"You wanna hear a song?" He smirked
"Of course." You bit your bottom lip
He blushed as he started to play, moving his fingers over the guitar fretes. It's a familiar tune. One you've heard since you were a child.
"Goddamnit Patrick, is that the McDonalds jingle?" You burst out laughing as he sang

Ba da da da da!
I'm lovin' it!

You both burst into laughter, and sat there like hyenas for a good minute

You crawl over beside him peering into his (pants what who said that) book bag, that had some visible music sheets

"Do you write your own music?" You smiled

"For the most part." He blushed
You were amazed.
You a hand on his shoulder, getting to sit on your knees (hands and knees daddy what who said that)
"Can I hear some songs?" You asked excitedly
"Well, I don't have anything prepared...." He looked at himself disappointed "how 'bout I write you a song!" He suggested raised eyebrows
"You would do that?" He smiled at you and gently stroked your arm.
"Of course!" You smiled and bit down on your lip
"Hey same time tomorrow?" You ask
"For sure!" He agrees
You reach for your denim bag behind you, as he pulls back on your arm
"Y/n...." He started
"Yes?"
"Your number?" He smiled showing his adorable dimples
"Can I get your number?" He asks
"Yea! Of course!" You pull out your cellphone and hand it to him
"Here, just put in your (dick what who said that) number." You smile
He hands you his phone, and you exchange numbers.
"Well, I gotta go...." You pout at him
"Rehearsal..."

"Oh okay." He agreed
"I got a song to write." He chuckled

You said your goodbyes and you left the cutie at the cork tree.
You (had a lady boner rn what who's saying that?) were looking forward to hearing this song.😏

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