Sk8er Boi

3rd person view
Summary
At school, Samantha Stylo isn't the most popular girl, but is popular still.
Phillip Lester, not one of the most popular guys at school, likes her, he has a little crush on her, and she has one on him.

Phil is really nice, and (in this story) skates.
Start

Samantha was walking through the school corridors, her friends waiting at their lockers for her. She made her way to them and put her books in her locker.
She was talking with her friends when she heard someone clearing their throat behind her.
She turned around to see Kat, one of Phil's best friends.
"Hi, Sammy!" She greeted, a huge smile planted on her face.
"Hey, Kat!" Sam return the smile.
Then she sees him. Phil, the boy of her dreams.
"Hey Phil" She greets.
"Hey, Sam" he smiles.
"I'll leave you two to it" Kat said as she turned and talked to Sammy's friends, who really didn't like Phil, or his baggy clothes.
"So, I was wondering, there's a café on the corner of this street and I was hoping to know if you would go there with me after school?" He smiled.
Sam likes him, but she's not going to go with him.
"Sorry, Phil. I'm a bit busy this afternoon" the bell rings "I'll see you later!" She says as she leave with her friends to roll call.
She could tell he was disappointed, but it's too soon.

~last day of school~

"Samantha Stylo!" Sam's name gets called so she, like everyone before her, stand from her seat, walks to the front, stands up on stage and get presented with a High School Certificate.

Once everyone from their year receives their certificates, they all take their graduation hats of and throw them into the air.
"Woooohooooo!!"
"Yeah!!"
"Finally!"
Is all that can be made out from the chorus of cheers.
We finally finished school!

~5 years later~

"Shh shh! Honey, stop crying! Shhh"
Sammy's getting deafened by screams and cry's from here young baby!
She's been in an abusive relationship with a guy.
He asked her out, got her pregnant, and left, just like that.
Now Sam wishes she had turned him down.
Mia, her baby, is only a few months old, and is a LOT of hard work!
"Nope, I've had enough." Sam says defeatedly. She holds Mia in her arms and turn on MTV.

People are playing music, all these famous musicians, that she hasn't heard of before.
But then one that she does know comes one stage. She could remember that side fringe and daggy clothes, as if it were only yesterday that she was with him. It's just plastered on the wall of her brain, Sam could never forget him.
It was Phil Lester, the Phil Lester!
The one that she turned down.

Sam quickly grabs her phone and call up one of her friends.
"Taylah! Phil's on MTV!" She screams at her.

"I know, Sam. Amy and I have already got tickets to see his show!"

"I'm coming too!" She yells, packing some baby supplies and driving off to the show to get a ticket.

....

Sam meets her friends there, so together they walk up to the counter, Sammy buys a ticket and then they enter the show!

She stand there, in the crowd with her friends.
She looks up at the Amazing boy that she turned down.
'Why! Why would I turn such a masterpiece down.
That is the worst decision I have ever made.' She thought.

Y/N POV (1st person)

Phil is waiting backstage, he has to preform next.

"Hey, Phil, you ready?" I ask him, knowing that he obviously is, I mean, this is Phil Lester we're talking about, of course he's ready.

"Yeah Y/N, as ready as I always am." He winks at me.
He always knows how to make a girl blush.
"Well, Cya later, I'll be backstage after show, I'll be in the studio sing the song we wrote about a girl you use to know!"

"Bye!" He farewelled as his name got call to go out on stage.

I wish him good luck and leave to the studio.

....

When I arrive, I get to work.
I sit down in the old, but still sufficient, recording room.

"Ready?" Max asks me from the recording room.

"Yup!" I reply, clearing my thought and preparing to sing.

He counts down from 5 with his fingers, and when he finishes he presses 'record'.

"He was a boy, she was a girl, can I make it anymore obvious?
He was a punk, she did ballet, what more can I say?" I sung away. Until I finally got to the bit about us. I started off the same as the beginning but changed it up after that. "He was a skater boy, I said see you later boy, I'll be backstage after show, I'll be in the studio, singing the song we wrote, about a girl you use to know!"

Max gave me a thumbs up.

"Sorry girl but you missed out.." I continued, until I was finally done.

Max stopped the recording and I packed up, before joining him in the record room.

I check the time.

"Um, would you be able to listen to it over for me, I need to get back to the studio?!" I ask.

"Sure!" Max smiles. I return the smile and run to my car.

I arrive at the studio, run through the backstage area and arrive at the edge of the curtains.
I see Phil, standing on stage.

"Who wants to meet my lovely girlfriend?!" He asks the crowd.

They all cheer.

"Well here she is, come out Y/N!" He calls to me.

I freeze, he wants me out there?!
I take in a big breath, and walk out to join the amazing man on stage.

"Her she is everyone! The girl of my dreams!" He smiles at me, I blush and smile back.

He leans in, I lean in too, until I feel his soft lips press against mine.
The crowd goes wild.
I pull away, smile like a little kid who just got a bucket of fairy floss.

Phil

I smile back down at Y/N, she is one amazing girl!

I turn to look back at the crowd, and then I spot her.
The girl I loved all those years ago.

She was looking up at me, heart broken, a baby in her arms, but there was no man, no ring, just her, in a crowd of many.

"Phil?" Y/N asks, looking concerned.

I don't answer, I just look down at the stage.

"Goodnight!" I call, with a fake smile, then I lead Y/N off stage.

A/N ooooh, how was that XD

I know, I know, it was horrible, nothing like Phil, but still, I tried at least XD

So if you want 'Part 2' then please ask. I want to write it, but I also don't think any of my viewers (if I have any) would like to, so please say:)

And please feel free to correct me in any of these chapters, or give me advice.
I don't mind:)

Hope someone liked it.
TILL NEXT TIME, REMEMBER.
"Stay safe, don't die" Minho 'encouraged' in his pep-talk!!!