Y/n POV:
"So Y/n, where ya from? I mean, we're desk mates so" he says with a nervous chuckle. He not y'all. But he's not short either. He's...cute. Did I just- whatever.
Well, technically I'm from down south, but I moved to New York, and then I transferred here." I say dodging some nearby people outside. "What about you?" I question breaking the ice a bit. "Colorado actually. I've actually been trying to get my piloting license for the past few years. I'm super into music. I play the guitar and I dabble a bit in song writing. Sorry I'm rambling hehe..." he says while scratching the back of his head nervously. "Uh tell me about yourself!" He says. "Well....I'm here studying Journalism. I'm super into music as well, I can play like 5 chords on the ukulele...uh i love vinyls and records...and I a slight obsession with puffins. I probably shouldn't have said that last part...hehe" I say instantly feelings stupid for being so random. I just let stuff slip out at times.
"Wait, like the bird? That's lowkey awesome! Also, I'm making a mental note of the vinyl thing for birthday gifts." He says while partially laughing his head off, and then being completely chill and adorable. What the actual heck is wrong with me? "Wow okay I see you" I say jokingly. I happen to give at my watch and instantly panic. "Dude, I'm sorry but I've gotta go meet up with a friend.l I say picking my bag back on my shoulder.
"Oh okay! Oh before you go, mind if I get your number? For like projects? I feel like I'm in middle school again asking for a chicks number, but I swear it's not like that" he says giggling. He smile is literally so bright like wow. But not as bright as Shawn's. "Yeah sure. Here ya go idiot" I say shaking my head while chuckling. "See ya!" He yell while waving as I rush back to the dorm to get the car from Allison. Well Shawn, lets hope I don't screw this up.
Shawn POV:
1 p.m. god times can't go any slower. I just wanna be there. I just want to be there with her. I rush through the courtyard tying to get to the parking lot where my Jeep is parked. Wait...Ross? Is that Ross and Y/n? Well it's nice they know each other. I mean, he's a party boy, but he's the best one around. He's got the most sense of any of them so. I mean, if I want her friends with anyone its him. Wait. Is she in bio? I guess so. Cause I know Ross has that class and she and him are both outside the building. Am I a stalker? Gosh help me. I shake my head off and put in my headphones and rush through the courtyard. I see faces stare as a empty gazed upon me. My breathe starts hitching. It's becoming hard to catch my breathe. I start walking faster, but kinda sideways. I've gotta just get home. I need to get away from these people. Just a bit farther. Come on Shawn, pull it together. One foot in front of the other. Right. Left. Right. Left. Right. Left. I feel a tap on my shoulder. Oh no. I hesitate before meeting eyes with the person in front of me.
"How ya doin Shawn?"
A/N: this is literally so short I'm so sorry!!
Don't worry I'll make up for it laterrrr!!!
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Use Somebody s.m
Romance"Shawn? Is that you?" Y/n shutters at the thought. romance/thriller fan fiction. based on Shawn's Spotify Session cover of Use Somebody by Kings of Leon HIGHLY UNEDITED WARNING: stalking, and mental heath awareness
