Gifted wasnt an enough word to discribe Patrick Feely.

You and Patrick have been bestfriends since infants, going to eachother houses all the tine, going on holiday together, always- you get it. And sure, you had heard him play guitar on social gatherings and hangouts, but this was diferent. How the fuck have you not realized how talented he is?

You were in his room, sprawled across his bed, listening to him play guitar. Patrick was sitting in his desk chair, playing new song he learned, Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls. Your favourite song. And he learned it for you. The boy had told you it was a hard song to play because the tuning had to be changed and the chords were awfull, and dispite not knowing shite about music, you whole-heartenly believed him, because the way he was playing it- his fingers dancing across the bars, strumming the notes with such delicacy - it was heaven.

Maybe it was a long time ago since it happened, but only at that moment you had realized how much you utterly loved the boy in front of you.