More Than Special Friends (Alex Gaskarth Imagine)
You decided to come to your best friend’s concerts after hours of him begging you. “C’mon!” He whined and you couldn’t help but smile at his voice and his cute face when he pouted.
"Fine." You groaned and rolled your eyes. "When’s the concert anyways?"
"Tomorrow." He smiled wider.
"Alex!" You yelled at him. "How can you just tell me to go to your concert the night before?! I don’t even know what to wear" you started to freak out. You always panicked the night before a concert, and this just made it worse that he’d just told you. You ran to your room and he lazily followed you. You randomly threw clothes from your closet onto the bed which he sat ontop of. "Okay, this one or this one?" You held up two of your favorite shirts.
"I like this one…" Of course he pointed to the All Time Low shirt that he had gotten for you for Christmas last year. But, it was a really nice shirt and you were going to their concert so might as well.
"And pants?" You motioned to your array of skinny jeans that all looked practically the same but you could tell the subtle differences. Like this one pair fit better than the other one, or this one made your ass look fabulous.
"Those." He rolled his eyes at the different pairs of the practically the same jeans and picked one out at random.
"But those make me look fat…" You whined and examined your collection of black skinny jeans. "I like these ones." I picked out my favorite pair of jeans and left them out with my All Time Low shirt for tomorrow.
"Whatever, you’ll like amazing either way… But I have to go pick out my outfit for tomorrow now, see ya at the concert!" He waved then let himself out of my apartment.
-at concert next day-
You started panicking when you actually got to the concert. You’ve never actually been to an All Time Low concert… Well, except for this one time, but that’s a long story and let’s just say you didn’t stay the whole time because you passed out.
Flocks of girls swarmed around the stage and you shoved your way through the girls trying to get to the exact spot that Alex told you to stand at. All of a sudden, girls started jumping and screaming and guitars started playing, along with drums. “WE’RE ALL TIME LOW!” I heard Alex speak into the microphone to the audience who was screaming and fangirling… Literally.
They played a few songs like, “Dear Maria, Count Me In” and “Weightless” and then a new Song started playing. You didn’t recognize the way it sounded or the way the instruments played. Did they just write this song? No, why didn’t Alex tell you? He usually always tells he and brags about his new songs.
"This one is for a very special friend of mine, (Y/N)!" He parted the audience so that he could see you directly. He waved for you to join on the stage and you reluctantly followed his request. You got a Few excited smiles from the audience and a few glares from jealous girls.
Alex took your hand and helped you onto the stage and sat you down on a tall stool next to him and began speaking to you directly which made you blush for some reason. “I-er-We” he gestured to his band and himself. “Wrote this song for you and I was wondering if maybe we could…” He blushed nervously and looked out at the audience who was listening intently then back at you. “If maybe be could be more than just friends?”
You blushed like a Tomato as the crowd erupted in cheers and egging you on to say ‘yes’. “Of course.” You looked into his dazzling eyes as he started singing to you.
"Say goodbye to the halls and the classes. Say hello to the job and the taxes. The weekends with old friends spilling into 9 to 5 routines. Tell me how you feel over and done with, like your life is a map with no compass to guide, at the bar drinkin way too much. We sing along to ‘forever young’
So here we go again, wishing me could start again.
(Y/N) run away with me! I know I sound crazy don’t you see what you do to me? I want to be your lost boy, your last chance, a better reality…”