And there he was standing on a stage, playing the drums even if he wasn't really looking at the audience. Every girl liked him, no loved him he was even more popular than the head of the band.

He was in a popular band even thought you knew you would never be worthy of his attention you dreamed and hoped it, like your mother said "dreaming doesn’t cost" but it does, mother it cost emotions, it hurts too see that you will never be good enough for him.

But still you kept dreaming even when you where infront of the stage watching at him you dreamed, and then the concert was done it felt like seconds even thought you were standing there since hours.

You walked outside, just too see a rainy cold night but before you could react you felt something on your shoulder‘s, a jacket from someone, not from anyone it was from choso the drummer.

"It’s pretty cold outside" he spoke with a slight smile spreading over his face while he cheeks had a light pink color, did he never spoke to a girl before?.