The year is 1983, and 19 year old Rob Lowe stands behind you and your group. Despite him being a famous actor, and having his fame right now, he is still human. Still nervous when he's around his crush.

You stand there, with your hair, looking so fresh in your outfit. You've got the coolest friends, always up to date with the latest trends..

You start to walk off with your group, chatting and laughing. He quickly follows after, sprinting, saying to himself; 'Don't you walk away from me!' and; 'i've got to get you next to me.'

He must say, your captivating. For you, he'd do ANYTHING. He's never been attracted to someone quite like you. But suddenly, your turn around, talking to him.

He listens.

Then you mention going out to eat somewhere. He kinda panics. His table manners? Ass. He can't help it, he's always in a rush most the time since he's an actor, and has THINGS TO DO.

You all end up going to nothing fancy, just McDonald's, cause it's cheap and preservatives are delicious, apparently.

He sits at the table, staring at his food. Someone from your friend group asks him why he's not eating. He kinda freaks out.

"Uh, uhm.. Dunno, was waiting for it to cool off!" He quickly says, taking a bite of his burger..

The contents slip out onto his black leather coat and his pants. He wants to fucking disappear.

He's so humiliated, in front of you. He wants to run away and cry.