Will. 's point of view
Ever since I had that dream I haven't been able to think and act properly around anyone. The dream obviously doesn't mean anything, I mean it's not like I'm in love with him...right?
We have just finished filming the auditions but we are going to start after we have all had a break for lunch, I'm not even hungry. I pick up my bottle of water which is now warm from the studio's heating being on too high and take a quick sip but then hear someone enter the room from behind me.
I don't pay much notice, I just look at the poster on the wall in front of me advertising some show being filmed here at the BBC studios. At first I don't hear anything but then I realize the person in the room is calling my name. I place my bottle back onto the empty wooden table and see that it's Danny..just what I need right now!
I can't help but stare at him. He's wearing a loose white t-shirt with a leather jacket over the top, a cross shaped necklace dangling far from his neck that it's almost hidden behind his shirt. Then my eyes get drawn to his legs and he's wearing those skin tight jeans that he loves so much and dark brown ankle boots polished to perfection. Although his posture suggests that there's something wrong because usually his posture is perfect and he has a straight back even when he is sat down. This time his back is slightly hunched with his head hanging low with his eyes focused on his feet.
I decide to approach him and yet he still doesn't look at me. I place my hand underneath his chin to force him to move his eye contact. There is something about his eyes that makes me feel like I should hold him and never let go. He almost looks like he is going to cry by the way his eyes start to glass over and neither of us are speaking just waiting for the other to do something.
Will: Danny, is everything okay?
My voice seems so loud in the silent room. It takes him a while to respond is if he's trying to find the right words.
Danny: Yeah, I'm fine.
I find it hard to believe him because his face tells me otherwise but suddenly he turns on his heels and bolts towards the door like the idea of talking to me is scary. I think about going after him but Jessie then enters the room and tells me that we are starting the second part of filming. I take one last gulp of the water and exit the room while shutting the door behind me.
