Kael

“My songs are ideas from you.” He would sing his heart out every time he saw you and yet you didn’t like his music. Your friends kept dragging you along to his concerts even though you didn’t want to go. You hated his music but something inside you said otherwise. Was it that the music was related to you? Was it the catchy beat? No. It was the warm smile every time he saw you. He blushed every time he saw you looking at him and the fact that he wore the same silly grin when you were around. At one performance he never took his eyes off you. At another he even winked and blew a kiss. This performance was different. This one he came face to face with you, so close that you could feel his hot breath on your lips and the small details on his face. Once again your friends dragged you along to the concert that you were dredging to see. When you got there it was the same, all the fans were screaming, the crowds wild. As always you stayed silent, just wanting everything to be over quickly. The only way that this all could be over was if you fainted. And so you did. You: As you like Him: Famous singer/ rapper