You were best friends with this guy.

There was this guy that you had grown super close to you. He was obsessed with you. And you were obsessed with him. He swore it was platonic. But he was a terrible liar. But for you, he was just the close guy friend you had.

Over the month, the need for you in his grasp grew and got worse and worse. He was in love with you. And deep, at that. Some points, he thought you might like him back, but he was delusional. Yikes.

He would do anything and everything for you. Just for you. If you felt broken, he wouldn't break your heart even more. And if you shattered like glass, he would be the fire to help and mold you back together, to something better! If you feel lonely, he would be lonely with you. He always thought to himself in those moments, things like "Tell me baby, why do you seem so blue?"

You were sat on the tour bus, blasting music in your headphones and drawing something. You looked up, and he was staring at you. Smiling. Just a small one. He was playing games with the boys. But he couldn't keep his eyes off you. You sent him a small smile back.