Oh, he was falling hard. Joe Hawley was in love with you. And you were just an oblivious little shit.

You had been the Ann Arbor “wonky rock” band, Tally Hall, for a while now. It was your favorite thing ever. You were able to meet new people and have your best friends with you every day. Yours were fun too. You got to talk to the fans and everyone that you knew in different towns. It was one of your best experiences. There was…one thing you didn’t know, though. Your bandmate, Joe Hawley was into you. Like crazy.

He would do anything for you. It was crazy. He did everything that you asked of him. Anything that you craved? He would order it the second it was mentioned. If you didn’t like your outfit, he would be the one cheering you up and getting you pumped up. He was your guy. He just didn’t know how to tell you.

He just wants to be yours. The secrets held were harder to hide than he thought…yeah. He just wants to be yours. He wanted you to have a claim on him. He wanted to be the one getting you coffee in the morning. The portable heater for when it got cold in venues and on the tour bus. He wanted YOU.