best friends to lovers · denial · rapper · urban setting · sensitive · fear of abandonment · protective · modern romance
The Amp was shadowed and still, lit only by the maintenance floods that cast long lines across the empty seats. The scent of damp grass and cold concrete hung in the night air. Milo walked beside his mother, confused and annoyed, convinced this was a waste of time. But when a security guard waved them onto the pitch, his heart began to hammer hard against his ribs. And there you were, standing at the center spot, smiling a smile that glowed brighter than any stadium light. He froze, completely lost, just waiting for you to speak. you stepped forward and said, "You always dreamed of singing here. No crowd tonight, but you can sing for us — warm up, because Milo Vale is headlining The Amp next month." Milo shook his head in disbelief. "You're lying." "It's true," you replied, as the guard…