I still own nothing. Disappointing, I know. Anyway hope you guys enjoy, and the song is called "I'll Be" by Ed McCain.
I'll Be

Danny's POV
I was in my room, listening to the radio. Suddenly, a really good song came on. I could've sworn I've never heard it before, but it sounded familiar. I just laid back and listened to the lyrics.
The strand in your eyes, that color them wonderful. Stop me and steal my breath.
I remembered one day in school, whenever I saw Sam I couldn't help but to notice how pretty her bright, amethyst, eyes were.
Emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky, never revealing their depth. Tell me that we belong together, dress it up with the trappings of love.
Also in that same week, I started noticing more things about same I hadn't before. Like how soft and shiny her hair was, how her smile was contagious, and her laugh sounded like a beautiful medley.
I'll be captivated. I'll hang from your lips, instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above.
Soon enough, she was all I could think about. Well, I still thought about ghost fighting, my family, school, ect. You know what I mean. No matter what, she'd always be somewhere in my mind. I started thinking about if I had a crush on Sam. No, I can't have a crush on her. She's my best friend.
'Think about all the other girls you've went for.' The voice in my head told me. 'Valerie. Paulina. All out of your league. Maybe if you'd admit you like Sam, things would work out.'
I kept thinking.
I'll be your crying shoulder, I'll be love suicide. I'll be better when I'm older, I'll be the greatest fan of your life.
Just the other day, Sam came to my house around 11:30 or so. I didn't know she was coming. She got some pebbles, and started chucking them at my window. I opened it, and saw her there. I transformed into Phantom. I swooped down and brought her to my room. When she got in the light, I realized a tear slipped down her cheek.
"What's up?" I recalled asking her, in a protective and caring tone.
She explained to me that she had just had a really big fight with her parents. She stormed out, and she was a little afraid to go back tonight. I offered her to stay here. She was still in her normal day clothes, so I lent her a t-shirt and sweats for her to sleep in.
Rain falls, angry on the tin roof as we lie awake in my bed.
Not long after she showed up that night, it started pouring. Neither of us could fall asleep. So, we just sat up and talked to each other.
You're my survival. You're my living proof, my love is alive and not dead.
I may be the hero, but Sam has definitely saved me. She's always on my side, she's always there to help, and she's always got my back. That's just how we've always worked.
Tell me that we belong together, dress it up with the trappings of love. I'll be captivated. I'll hang from your lips, instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above.
I thought about all of our fake-out make-outs. From the first kiss, when she tackled me into the bushed to get away from Valerie, I felt something.
I'll be your crying shoulder. I'll be love suicide. I'll be better when I'm older. I'll be the greatest fan of you life.
I recalled one day Same came into school, she was wearing black jeans, and her signature black and purple top. All her hair was down, and it didn't look like she had brushed it. She was also abnormally quiet. When we were in Lancer's that day, out of nowhere, she started crying and ran out of the room. I got concerned, and I ran out after her.
She was sitting by a row of lockers, knees pulled up to her chest. I sat down beside her, and put an arm around her.
"Sammy, what's wrong?" I questioned, softly.
She composed herself enough to speak.
"My grandma, she died last night,"
"Oh my..." I trailed off.
I pulled her into a tight- but not suffocating- hug. She cried into my shoulder, and we sat there for the rest of the class.
I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead. Tuned in, turned up, remembered the things that you said.
Yesterday I had asked Sam why she thinks I lived (sort of) through the portal accident. She had told me because I was strong. And that it was fate. I was meant to have my powers, I was meant to be Danny Phantom.
I'll be your crying shoulder. I'll be love suicide. I'll be better when I'm older. I'll be the greatest fan of your. I'll be your crying shoulder. I'll be love suicide. I'll be better when I'm older. I'll be the greatest fan of your life. The greatest fan of your life.
The song ended. Right then and there, I realized a few things. First of all, Sam and I have a lot of memories together. Secondly, I have the best best friend ever. And lastly, I have a crush on Sam.

Okay, I'm sorry. This is sloppy, and corny, and cliche', and it probably sucks. But I'm going to post it anyway. Hope you tried to enjoy this. P.S Sorry for any spelling or punctuational errors.