A/N: this is in his pov
Song Preference: "I've Got This Friend"- 5sos
Ashton- "Baby, you've been talking to him nearly everyday,/ He really likes all the games that you play"
I looked over at her sitting next to me on the bench, chugging her water bottle. She had just finished up a game of soccer(football), and I had told her right before the game that someone liked her. It's me though- I just couldn't tell her that straight out. "He said that you look hot when you play soccer(football). And volleyball. And he likes that look you get when you're describing something you love, and the way you look when you're excited." I rambled on. "Really?" she blushed, smiling widely. "Yeah." I said softly. "Give me a hint, Ash! I wanna know who he is!" she whined. What do I do now? "Uh, y-you've been talking to him nearly everyday." I shrugged, looking down at her.
Luke- " 'Cause I've got this friend who's crazy about you,/I've got this friend who can't live without you,/I've got this friend and I wish I could see,/How this would end if you knew it was me."
Here I was, about to tell my best friend how I really feel about her. "Y/N?" I asked her nervously, glancing at her from across the couch. "I-I like- I mean I've got this friend. He likes you. A lot." I blurted out. What did I just do? "Really?" she asked, seeming shocked. "Yeah." I said, breaking eye contact with her, looking down at my hands in my lap. "How much does he like me?" she asked, scooting closer to me. "He can't live without you." I said softly. What would she do if she knew it was me?
Calum- "Something I have to tell you,/He plays the bass guitar./He think you'd like him better/If he had a car but now he's right in front of you"
I had recently developed feelings for my best friend, but she couldn't know. I told her that someone liked her, but it's me. I can't tell her that yet though. "Does he play any instruments?" she asked, looking up at me with wide eyes. I sighed, and placed my hand on the back of my neck. "Uh, bass. He plays the bass guitar. " I shrugged. You idiot! She knows that you play the bass! "Oh really?" she asked, biting her bottom lip. "Yeah." I mumbled, avoiding her eyes. "Can he drive?" she asked, twirling a strand of her hair. I love it when she does that. "Yeah... But he doesn't have a car. He doesn't know how you'll feel about that." I blushed. "So, when can I meet him?" she giggled. "You've already met him." I said, hiding a sad smile.
Michael- "Can I have a minute?/I've gotta tell you something./I heard that someone likes you,/And it might be nothing but he's right in front of you."
"Hey, Y/N, can I have a minute?" I asked nervously, as she neared the door. "Sure." she grinned, turning back towards me. "I-I know someone that likes you." I stuttered. It was me- I had to let her know, but I didn't know how. I told her it was someone else, so maybe I can see if she has feeling for me. "Really?!" she asked, her face lighting up. "Yeah, b-but it might just be nothing." I shrugged. "Oh." she sighed, her face falling. "But I don't know! I mean, I don't know that much... I just know that's he's closer than you think." I said, hopefully not giving away too much.
