You were one of Alex's close friends. You talk to him often, and have class together. Today, he has a concert in the gym of your highschool. He waves at you, smiling. You smile back, and he began singing. The melody was soft, and so were the lyrics.. which you didn't know they were about you.

"I've been waiting for a woman I can call my oown."

He sung into the mic, his voice cracking in the most perfect way ever.