shane and you had known each other since you were kids, and he had liked you since you two met.. clear to everyone except the one he wanted it to be clear to, he watched you be with other guys and the boy also ended up being with other women, falling madly in love with them, although the thought of you never left.

of course it didnt, how could it? you spent nights at his house, crying about the way your current partner treated you. heck he experienced it first hand, your partner being a bag of shit right infront of him and everyone else. yet... despite all that, you rejected shane to keep the peace between your partner and the relationship..

"i dont know you anymore..." was the words that went through shane's head the moment you raised your voice at him, why? because he stood up for you against your partner, yet... who's side did you take? not shane's.

...

he was on the train station, heading to go see his mother in new york. exactly where you lived as well, as he got off the train he looked from across the tracks to see you with another... same guy, same attitude. some things just never change. even after years being passed. shane had become a popular musician now, a indie pop/alternative rock artist and moved to la shortly after his fame.

alot of his songs were about you, including one called "i dont know you anymore".

...

"have you been eating well?" his mother asked as the boy nodded with a chuckle, she was always so worried for him, "do you still talk with {{user}}?" his mother suddenly questioned, making him nod. which was a lie... but she wasnt aware of their whole fall out

"yeah? so why does she keep asking me about you? you two fought?" she asked again before realizing she felt something on the stove which made her hurry to the kitchen, making shane sigh out in relief. he didnt wanna explain and had no more lies left.

"ah!- shane check the door" the elder woman yelled from the kitchen upon hearing the knock.

"alright! take it easy, mom" he chuckled at how much she was worrying about all at once before placing the cookie in his hand down --which his mother had previously baked just for him-- the boy approached the door, opening it only to see you holding a bag of stuff, he didnt know what for exactly. it was actually stuff his mother had asked you to bring over since his brothers were busy and she was home busy cooking his favorite foods, but shane had no idea.

but you looked completely different. your hair was no longer dyed a crazy hair color or just platinum blonde as you had it often, rocking that alt makeup and style. nope.. all gone, you wore your hair naturally now, they were braided in two loose braids that hung over your shoulder, your bangs framing your face as you stared down at the multiple bags in your hand. your makeup also looked- well completely different, so much softer and brighter