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Note: Written to "Accidentally In Love" by Counting Crows. Thanks to all readers and reviewers!
"How much longer will it take to cure this?
Just to cure it cuz' I can't ignore it if it's love"
Counting Crows
You didn't know when it had started.
...maybe when he rescued you at the dance- slowly swaying with you when your date left...
Or maybe it was when he put dye in Cody's shampoo, turning his hair green, stealing glances at you in class...
(...you had to admire the classics.)
Or maybe it had always been there.
From the beginning- from that very first day.
(After all- you did see him first and hekindofsavedyou)
Maybe it just was.
A fact-
...two opposite magnetic fields attract...
Always.
(Well... hopefully...)
It wasn't like you were stalking him or anything!
Momma always said that chasing boys was like feeding chickens- get too close and they only hurt you.
(...maybe you didn't mind getting hurt)
At least then, he'd notice You for You...
...and not just as his twin's ex girlfriend.
And you would take what you could get.
London knew something was up.
Apparently you were not as subtle as you thought...she'd been sending you looks from her bed as you pondered and planned
But she couldn't know!
...could she?
Step One- Be Nice to Him.
...well, you tried, really you did.
But it was really hard!
He could be so...so infuriating!
He always hit on anything that moved...
-not that you were jealous or anything-
It was just ...a minor annoyance.
Really.
But he didn't have to do it Right In Front of You.
Like he was now.
...the skinny redhead was batting her stupid eyes at him while he worked...
...and maybe your hand slipped a bit-you tripped- and your smoothie went all over her designer shirt.
Oops.
(... was that a chuckle?- you swore he chuckled...)
Step Two- Be Nice to His Friends
Cody did not count.
He was "Family"- you made no promises.
Step Three-oh, what it this? Who were you- Cody?
...it could be argued that you were a bit too forward.
That your Mamma would have been horrified.
So would Dad.
...but you were a little tired of Doing the Right Thing
You wanted to be something...
...new...
Someone different.
...something more.
Here goes...
He looks surprised to see you knock on his door-
("Bailey? Is something wron-")
-you cut him off with your lips- a soft peck that could mean nothing...and everything.
He stays frozen long after you move away-
- oh, god- what were you thinking- way to ruin things-
(" uh, just forget that I was here ,Zack, I will just, just, um-")
-He cuts you off, lips stealing over yours, stealing your wordsbreathmindheart-
...and wow, you didn't know kisses could be like this-
-hardsoftneedwantlove-
And you can feel him smiling as he pulls away-
(" ...Well- what, ah, took you so long Miss Pickett?")
Rolling your eyes, you lean in again...
...you would much rather be doing something else with your mouth than talking...
What can you say?
It's just love, accidentally.
Because sometimes I need a happy, sappy ending. Reviewers receive hugs and Congo Bars!