According To You
A.N.: The second I herd this, I knew it was perfect for this pairing!
Milly: Enjoy the Djadyson!
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Adyson's POV:
According to you
I'm stupid,
I'm useless,
I can't do anything right.
I was coming up on where I was meeting Buford, when BAM, I tripped over a trashcan.
According to you
I'm difficult,
hard to please,
forever changing my mind.
Buford walked to me, and I thought he was going to help me up, but he just laughed at me.
I'm a mess in a dress,
can't show up on time,
even if it would save my life.
According to you.
"That's what you get for being late," He said as he walked away.
According to you.
But according to him
I'm beautiful,
incredible,
he can't get me out of his head.
Django walked up to me, and helped me up.
According to him
I'm funny,
irresistible,
everything he ever wanted.
"You OK, Adyson?" He asked me.
"Yea, I'm fine," I said. I found out this was a lie with the next step I took. Pain shot up my right leg, and the next thing I knew, I was flat on my face.
"Adyson!" Django cried.
Everything is opposite,
I don't feel like stopping it,
so baby tell me what I got to lose.
He's into me for everything I'm not,
according to you.
Django carried me home, and my mom said she wanted me to stay in bed for the next few days.
According to you
I'm boring,
I'm moody,
you can't take me any place.
Over the next few days, two people came over more than anyone: Buford and Django.
According to you
I suck at telling jokes cause I always give it away.
I'm the girl with the worst attention span;
you're the boy who puts up with it.
According to you.
When Buford came over, he would just make fun of me and look on websites his mom blocked from his computer.
According to you.
But according to him
I'm beautiful,
incredible,
he can't get me out of his head.
When Django came over, we would talk, joke around, and just have fun.
According to him
I'm funny,
irresistible,
everything he ever wanted.
One day when we where hanging out, he leaned in and kissed me! It was awesome.
Everything is opposite,
I don't feel like stopping it,
so baby tell me what I got to lose.
He's into me for everything I'm not,
according to you.
"S-sorry," Django said as he left.
"Django!" I called out.
I need to feel appreciated,
like I'm not hated. Oh–no–
Why can't you see me through his eyes?
It's too bad you're making me dizz-ay.
I didn't know what to do. I hated the way Buford treated me, but…
According to me
you're stupid,
you're useless,
you can't do anything right.
But What? The second I get out of this bed, I'm breaking up with Buford!
But according to him
I'm beautiful,
incredible,
he can't get me out of his head.
And that's what I did. He didn't seem to care.
According to him
I'm funny,
irresistible,
everything he ever wanted.
That night, Django came over.
"I herd what happened with you and Buford," He said.
"Yep."
"That guy was a jerk for treating you like that, and for not seeing how amazing you are, and–" I cut him off with a kiss.
Everything is opposite,
I don't feel like stopping it,
baby tell me what I got to lose.
He's into me for everything I'm not,
according to you. [you, you]
According to you. [you, you]
The rest is history.
According to you
I'm stupid,
I'm useless,
I can't do anything right.
A.N.: Wow. I loved writing this! And it turned out great! Oh, and the song was (duh) 'According To You' By Orianthi.