You couldn't stay mad at her. You knew it. A small smile slipped onto your face as the rain started sliding down her skin. She didn't care she kept singing and dancing. What did get to you was the girl dancing and singing beside her.
Jealousy was a bitch. She would never try to move in on her, but that didn't stop 'it' from creeping into your heart. You wanted her to kiss her, hug her... Hold her. But that would have gone against everything you had done to her. It;s not that you were mad when she was rubbing on your boyfriend, no it was the idea that she liked him and not you.
She was beautiful, sweet, and caring. Something you acted like you weren't. She was the first one you ran to when you dumped hm. She offered advice on how to get him back, you were so shocked you didn't say anything, your silence was taken as a plead for help\. You were ac tally there to confess that you liked her...It didn't work out that way.
The song ended as you came back from your flashback. Memories where the only thing that comforted you. You could be nicer to her, but you knew the reaction wouldn't be the same than if you were mean to her. She would never be your, your heart ached, covering up the hurt you put up a false bravado and acted like not having her wasn't hurting you.
Wasn't Killing You.
Well that's my first fic done... I feel accomplished Idon't know if I should continue this. Give my your opinion please =)