What Makes You Beautiful ~America Ending~

"Oh, hey dude." smiled Alfred, looking at you, his bright blue eyes looking into your (Eye colour) ones.

"Hey Alfred..." you answered unsurely. I mean, he dedicated such a song to you, yet seemed so... oddly calm.

"So um…" you started awkwardly, not really knowing what to say in this kind of situation.

"Yeah? What is it dude? Come on, tell me anything!" he said, patting you on the shoulder with a smile.

"Um…why did you dedicate me that song?" you asked, unexpectedly causing Alfred to remove his hand from you, blushing madly.

"Well…I…um…wanted to see if, well…" he tried excusing himself, but gave up with a sigh.

"Because I love you (Name)," he finished, before starting to walk off.

"Alfred, wait!" you cried out, hugging him from behind, making him freeze in shock.

"…I love you too."

"You really mean it (Name)?" he asked, turning around as you let go.

"Yeah, I do," you smiled gently.

"…Awesome!" he cheered, laughing as he spun you around in the air, you giggling along with him.

"Oh, I gotta get back on stage. See you later babe!" he said to you, giving you a kiss before running back on stage.

"Y-yeah…See ya…"