Hello, hello, hello! I'm so excited for this drabble idea that I got. It actually was stemmed from a real-life experience. Or, at least, a very mild real life experience that my imagination started looking over and running away to Narnia with. I think it's cute. Hopefully you will too. Enjoy =)
-CheckItOutGirl=)
A/N: From Beck's point of view. Also, I've been playing around with repetition and mirroring, so I hope this turned out okay. =3
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I Told Them So
Ever since the day I first saw her, everyone always had something to say.
They told me she was no good, evil even.
They told me that she was strange, and liked to keep strange things that made other people sick to their stomachs.
They told me she was too strong and overpowering, and would break me even before I fell.
They told me her heart was made of stone, and that all she'd do was tear apart a guy like me.
They told me that if I ever brought a girl like her home, I'd never be allowed to come back.
They told me someone like her didn't deserve someone like me.
But after a thousand smiles, kisses, stupid fights, and cups of coffee...
...I told them.
I told them that she did have her mean streaks, but she was as close to evil as Cat was to Einstein.
That her uniqueness and unusual tendencies were what interested me in her in the first place.
That even the people that seem the strongest are normally the weakest, and that they would have to break me before they even dared to get to her.
That her heart wasn't stone, it was simply hardened from the cruelty of others. And that I was one of the lucky ones she allowed to come inside.
That if I couldn't bring her home, I'd get my own place. My roof, my rules.
And after everything that's happened between us, I told them that it was me who didn't even come close to deserving someone as special as her.
But most of all,
I told them she was mine.