This is a story about two people who are meant to be together, but have had a difficult time realizing it for themselves.

Shawn's POV

2 Weeks. 2 weeks was all it took for me to fall for him and its seems like forever that he's been gone. I don't know why I miss him this much; we were just dance partners after all right? Maybe I just miss how close we had gotten since our friendship was one of a kind.

As I climb out of bed I remember how the last months have been since DWTS had ended. I was excited for Val and Kelly but I was sad that Derek and me had lost. This competition was suppose to be the comeback that I needed after retiring. I was even more sad after we finished our interviews because it was the last time that I would see Derek…. or hear from him. Not one call. Not one stupid call from that stupid, gorgeous man after everything we went through together! I thought we had something special, something different! Oh Shawn, maybe you have to let it go.

I jumped in the shower and got dressed as my thoughts kept racing through my mind; temporarily shielding me from the harsh reality that I was living by myself in an apartment in Iowa.

I decided to turn on the T.V. to drown out the voices in my head. My German Sheppard Juliet came by and sat at my feet as I ate my fruit and prepared myself for the day ahead. I had 2 hours before I had to meet my manager, Jack, who said he had "important and exciting" news for me. I know that I should be 'on the edge of my seat' and all that crap but ever since the show ended nothing really excited me anymore. I was like a plane on autopilot waiting for someone to take me for a ride! All right, that sounded a little weird but you get my point…. maybe. Oh hell, I don't really care anymore. Not unless it's about Derek. What?

Derek's POV

"It's been months dude, when are you going to finally call her or something?" Mark said, knocking me out of my subconscious state.

"What are you talking about man?" I was a little confused since neither one of us had mentioned any girl since we sat down for brunch.

"Your little 'spark'. When are you gonna call her and do the nasssssty? The no pants dance? Enter her 'Tunnel of Love'? Get Harry Potter to enter the Chamber of Secrets?"

"Mark! Stop!" I yelled really not wanting to hear his other terms for sex.

"Then call her. I love ya dude, but you gotta man up and stop bein a bitch. You've been making so many excuses as to why you can't call her but I'm calling bullshit and you're not doin anything right now. Trust me, she wants to talk to you just as much as you want to talk to her."

Mark was right; I really did want to talk to Shawn again. It's been so long though, maybe she forgot about me. I just want to hear her voice again, and look into her beautiful eyes, and hold her soft hands, and kiss her- wait a second; me and Shawn are just friends, what the hell am I thinking about? Maybe I'll call her or something. Nope, got a better idea.

I watched as my manager came by my table and before he could sit down with us I pulled him over to the side.

"Can you do me a huge favor Nick?"

"Yeah man what is it?" He said, ready to help.

"Can you get me a ticket to Thursday's show? I want to save a seat for someone special."

"Sure, no problem."

This season of DWTS has been awful without Shawn Johnson. Don't get me wrong Kellie's pretty awesome but there's no connection there like the one me and Shawn had. Hell, I've never had a connection like that before. She was perfect and we moved in sync every step that we had taken. There was never any arguing or anger, we always got through everything pretty easily for the most part. The only problem was her emotions; she was never very good at acting. That rumba though, there was no acting; I could see it in her eyes, her face. She was all there, really thinking about spending her last moments with someone special, someone she loved. I have always wanted to ask her about what she was thinking about because it was the only thing that broke through the barriers she had put around her emotions.

As I traveled home I reminisced about all the days that Shawn and me had spent together, hoping for a rekindle. Maybe inviting her to next week's show will reignite our friendship and we can pick up where we left off. I had to prepare for next week, everything needed to be perfect for her return. I hope she can forgive me for being an idiot these last months, I just need her to make me happy again; bring that spark back into my life.