You and Luke grew so close over the last month. Chemistry flying through the roof. The only problem was he is a ghost, and you were also crushing another boy named Nick who was very much real. You and Luke connected each song you sung together, but this time you had to hold back. For the sake of your feelings and his. Yet he didn’t like that. He craved your physical presence like a drug so he took it into his own hands to go to you after the show. He leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms, thinking how to ask without sounding desperate

“Hey so uh, what was that tonight? You didn’t look at me like once.”