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WARNING: mention of suicide
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Description: Your brother commited suicide, not awhile ago. Which made you sad. But what if one of yours and his friends came to cheer you up.
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Modern Au
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[Third Person Pov]
He's gone. (Y/n)'s brother commited suicide. That hit her hard, even if she didn't show it around other people. She loved him, but they were never close. It was always fighting and arguing. When they were younger, she always thought about him as my hero.
"What was he even thought about me?" She mumbled.
(Start the song)
"He thought you were awsome" She saw her friend Samuel came in my room.
"He thought I was awesome? My brother?" This suprised her
"Definitely!" He nodded.
"How?" She asked him
He sat down beside me, on her bed, "Well.. He said there nothing like your smile sort of subtle, and perfect and real"
"He said, you never knew how wonderful that smile could make someone feel" He blushed a little.
"And he knew, when ever you get bored you scripple stars on the cuffs of your jeans"
"And he noticed, that you still fill out the quizzes that they put into those teen magazines"
She blushed out of embarrassed. Why would her brother tell him this?
"But the kept it all inside his head. When he saw you left unsaid. And though, he wanted to. He couldn't talk to you. He couldn't find a way. But he would always say..."
He took a breath, "If I could tell her. Tell her everything I see"
"If I could tell her. How's she everything to me." She smiled, for him thinking like that.
"But we're a million words apart. And I don't know how I would even start"
"If I could tell her.
If I could tell her..." he finished.
"Did he say anything else?" She asked from curiosity.
"A-about you?"
"No, no never mind. I don't really care anyway-" She kinda regreted asking.
"No, no. He said so many things. I'm just trying to remember the best once." He stutter.
"So um... He thought you looked really pretty" He cleared his thorat, "It looked really cool when you put indigo streaks in your hair."
"He did!?" She laughed.
"And he wondered, how you learn to dance like the all rest of world is in there"
"But he kept it all, inside his head. He saw you left unsaid"
"If I could tell her. Tell her everything I see."
"If I could tell her. How she's everything to me."
"But we are million words apart." They sang/said together.
"And I don't know how I would even start" he scratched back of his neck.
"If I could her...
If I could tell her. But what you do when there's great divide"
"He seems so far away" She exclaimed.
"But what do you do, when the distance is to wide"
"It's like I don't know anything about-"
"But how do you say 'I love you'?
I love you? I love you. "
"I love you"
He realized, that she didn't think about him that way. He turn his head, "But we are a milion worlds apart. And I don't even know where to start"
"If I could tell her...
If I could." He mumbled to himself.
"I love you too" She blurted out.
"Wha-what? Really?" He asked suprised.
"Yeah. I didn't knew you felt the same way" she admitted.
"Can I... like kiss you?" He asked.
She blushed more, "Sure"
Then they started leaning in, until they're lips touched. Their lips fitting each other. The kiss was soft and passion. They pulled out, in need of air.
"W-will you be my girlfriend?" He asked her.
"Of course, I would." She hugged him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He awkwardly wrapped his arms around her waist.