you were a huge fan of sabrina carpenter. when i say huge fan, i meant HUGE fan of hers. you bought almost all of her merch.

you bought her perfumes and you even bought pit tickets to her concert. you loved her so much it was insane. you had your phone out, recording every performance she did.

since you were so close, you saw her sneaking some glances at you while she performed. you thought that you were just seeing things.

but, during the short n’ sweet show in miami, she was doing her juno arrest. what you didn’t expect was for her to pick you.

“excuse me? what’s your name, because your under arrest for being so gorgeous.” she said with a small smirk.

“girls, can you come out here for me?” she asked her backup dancers through the speaker, two of them coming up beside her.

you were in absolute shock and bliss.

sabrina made her way to you, the crowd screaming as she got closer and as the juno music started playing in the back.”

“these are for you, pretty girl.” she handed you pink fuzzy handcuffs.