((A/N: hey I just got another idea and here it is! Sorry Winry lovers. I don't own the song or FMA *sigh* but it would be cool if I did! Sorry if it sucks))
Emma watched as her boss, Edward Elric, argued on the phone with his girlfriend.
"Winry! It was just a joke. It meant nothing. Ok? Ok. I'll see you when I get home. Bye." Edward hung up the phone and pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. Emma felt guilty; she had been part of the laughing group.
"A little trouble boss?" Emma asked as she set the stack of papers on his desk for a minute.
"It's nothing to worry about Em." Edward gave her a reassuring smile and started in on the papers.
You're on the phone
With your girlfriend
She's upset
She's going off about
Something that you said
She doesn't get your humor
Like I do
Emma smiled as she bobbed her head in time with the song on the radio. She smiled when she realized Winry would have hated this song. She thought back to the times when she and Edward had gone on those dangerous missions alone.
I'm in my room
It's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind
Of music she doesn't like
She'll never know your story
Like I do
Emma looked down at her outfit as the song ended. She was wearing a baggy t-shirt and sweat pants. Winry probably went to bed wearing that stupid black tube top and short-shorts. She remembered one of the times Ed had fought in front of Winry. She had sheered like a banshee and Emma had fought beside him unnoticed.
She wears short skirts
And I wear t-shirts
She's cheer captain
And I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming 'bout the day
When you wake up and find
That what you're looking for
Has been here the whole time
If you can see that I'm the one
Who understands you
Been here all along
So way can't you
See you belong with me
You belong with me
Edward and Emma walked down to work the next day after meeting on one street. The two of them were laughing their heads of at a joke Emma had told about her older brother, Roy Mustang. This is easy! Emma thought before she noticed Edward looked very tired and his smile was almost dull. Not its usually bright shine. Although she hadn't seen that smile since he had hooked up with Winry.
"You ok?" She asked sincerely.
"Yeah I'm fine." He replied but Emma didn't believe that for a second.
Walkin' the streets with you
And you're worn out jeans
I can't help thinking
This is how it ought to be
Laughin on the park bench
Thinkin' to myself
Hey isn't this easy
And you've got a smile
that could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in awhile,
since she brought you down
You say you find I know you better than that
Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that
Edward told Emma about Winry's new obnoxious high heel shoes. She had fallen the first time she wore them. Emma giggled at the idea of Winry face planting and looked down at her sensible shoes.
She wears high heels,
I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain
and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming bout the day
when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for
has been here the whole time
If you could see that
I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me
Emma waited at his office door so they could walk home together. She grimaced about how obvious it was that she was in love with him.
Standing by or
waiting at your back door
All this time
How could you not know that
Baby
You belong with me
You belong with me
Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me
You belong with me
Edward walked out of his office looking sad.
"What's wrong boss?" Emma asked tipping her head slightly.
"Winry just dumped me." Edward said and sighed.
"Why the hell did she do that?"
"Something about not taking our relationship seriously." Ed sighed again and started walking. "And now on top of that she kicked me out so I have spend the night at a hotel."
"You could stay with me." Emma offered before she could stop herself. Edward looked up and smiled.
"Thanks." He murmured.
"No problem. Let's go get some dinner." Emma smiled sweetly.
"Fine but you're buying." Ed laughed cheerfully finally showing off that sweet, shining smile.
