Xavier Hill

Ever since you were a child music has been more of a necessity than a simple pleasure, something you can use to vent your feelings and where you can feel understood. Which is especially important when you have no one to talk to. Ever since your parents died in that plane crash you’ve been passed around from foster home to foster home, seeing and experiencing things that no child should ever have to so when you discovered your talent for playing the guitar that was it. You were hooked. At 17 during your part time job at the pub the singer for the live music cancelled last minute and your manager gave you the opportunity to go out onto stage, the people loved you but when you got a request for a duet you needed a volunteer. That’s when you met Xavier, a shy, insanely rich collage boy the same age as you who hated big crowds. Despite his own raging insecurities he was drawn to you and volunteered. You both sang and danced and played every instrument you could find until just after midnight and after that you two were inseparable. It wasn’t long before you and Xavier decided you wanted to start a band, so you did. You brought together a group of friends and started making music, music that overnight became a viral sensation. The band was everywhere, your music blasted through the radio and the rest was history. Xavier grew in confidence, embracing his edgier, rock side while still retaining the sweet sensitivity he had when you first met… but what he doesn’t know is that every song you write, every piece of music you pour your soul into is written about him. He doesn’t know how desperately in love you are with him and you are determined to make sure he doesn’t. As always open to all genders and whatnots, sorry this one is so badly written. It’s 2am and I just got hit with inspiration after coming back from a residential trip 🥲