You Belong With Me
A Short One-Shot Twilight SongFic by: SummertimeBaby2009
BPOV.
It was the day of the annual Sing It or Wing It Show at Forks High School. The show was meant to show off everyone's talent, making it mandatory for freshman. Unfortunately, I fell under that category. So, despite the fact that I was uncoordinated to a possibly lethal point, I was required to perform. So I chose the "talent" that was the safest. Singing. The song I choose has reflected the exact feelings I have had for this one boy—who happens to be my best friend—all of my life. I didn't think that he would even bother coming to a show like this, so I didn't even tell him I was performing. He didn't go to this school, so it didn't matter anyway. I actually didn't tell anyone. Everyone knew I was a freshman, but by the time the show rolled around, nobody cared. Only I did. If I was going to have to make a fool of my self, why in front of my friends?
"Bringgggggggg," The bell went, signaling the end of the day. I groaned. I didn't want my biology class to end, not because the topic was super interesting (cell biology; we don't learn genetics till next quarter), but because the end of my existence was nearing. The plan was to meet Ms. Meyers in the music room, and then get the ok to change. After that, I have no idea. I am second to sing, right after Ms. Prissy, Jessica Stanley. She was 1st, and the hardest act to follow. Ms. Meyers knows that, but she has assured me numerous times that I will be fine; I sing great. Ok lady, how much did they pay you to say that? The worst part of the day isn't even the show though, Jasper's (my best friend) girlfriend, Lauren Mallory. She was everything I wasn't. Preppy cheerleader, girly-girl to the max, not to mention big, old BRAT. Not saying that I'm an angle, but I'm nothing like her. With that said and done, the Brat had decided to come over for a little chat. About Jasper. Yeah, you can probably tell how well that went. Today's going to be fun, anyway. Right? Let's see…
***
"Next up, please give a warm welcome to Bella Swan!" Ms. Meyers, who, apparently, dubbed herself emcee, said. I gulped and walked out in my black converse, a Linkin park t-shirt and my skinny jeans. It was much more comfortable than what Jessica wore. She sang "Walk Away" by Kelly Clarkson and it was, really good. Not that I matters, because it is my turn and as I looked out into the crowed, I saw someone I had not exactly wanted to see. I was about ready to run off the stage and into the bath room, but Alice and Edward (my sister and brother) made me promise I would do this. Now that I think about, it was probably one of my most stupid mistakes. I saw them shaking their heads, as if they were reading my mind. I stood straight and sighed, cueing the music. All of a sudden, my attitude changed. All I really care about was the song, and what I meant to me. Not about Lauren or Jessica or even the crowed. Just me. Then it was time for the words.
"You're
on the phone
with your girlfriend
she's upset.
She's going off about
something that you said
'Cuz she doesn't get your humor like I
do...
I'm in the room
It's a typical Tuesday night
I'm
listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never
know your story like I do,"
I stared straight ahead, forbidding myself to even look in the that
direction.
"But
she wears short skirts
I wear T-shirts
She's cheer captain
And
I'm in the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up
And
find what you're looking for has been here the whole time,"
I smiled, thinking about Lauren and her weird crew of people.
"If
you could see that I'm the one who understands you
been here all
along so why can't you see, you
you belong with me
You
belong with me,"
I wondered if he even knew about my crush, or knew that I understood
him better than anyone else.
"Walking
the streets with you and your worn-out jeans
I can't help thinking
this is how it ought to be
Laughing on a park bench, thinking to
myself
Hey isn't this easy," I
loved those nights, the times we used to go to the park and hang for
hours. It was peaceful and serendipitous.
"And
you've got a smile that could light
up this whole town
I haven't seen it in a while since she brought
you down
You say your fine
I know you better then that
Hey
whatcha doing with a girl like that,"
this part always made me tear up, because he never smiled lie he used
to. Lauren was always yelling.
"She
wears high heels If you could
see that I'm the one who understands you Standing by and
waiting at your back door Oh' Can't you see
that I'm the one who understands you Standing by and waiting at
your back door You belong with me Have
you ever thought just maybe You belong
with me...,"
I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain and I'm on
the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up
That what
you're looking for has been here the whole time
Been here all along so
why can't you see
You belong with me
All this time how could you not
know
Baby...
You belong with me
I remember you
driving' to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one who
makes you laugh
When you know your about to cry
And I know your
favorite songs
And you tell me about your dreams
Think I know
where you belong
Think I know it's with me...
Been here all along
So why
can't you see
You belong with me
All this time
How could you not know
Baby you
belong with me
You belong with me
You belong with me
"Bells? Are you ok?" Alice ran up to me, and hugged me. Her arms were comforting, like a blanket.
"Yeah, Ali. I just had a breakdown in front of everyone, but I'm ok." Ali smiled, as if I was cute. I sighed.
"Alice, leave the poor girl alone." Edward's harsher voice appeared. I was grateful for the save.
"Guys, I just want to go home. " I said softly.
"Ok, let's go." Alice said and Edward hugged me.
***
I was all settled in my PJ's and reading Romeo and Juliet, I started to hear a tap on my window. At first I thought it was the rain, but after a few more times, I went to check it our. Since I had a balcony, I just walked out into the fresh night air. I looked around, not finding anybody. I shrugged and turned back in.
"Bella-Fell-a-Lot!" I heard someone whisper. I swiveled around to be face to face with Jasper Whitlock. He smiled and pulled me in for the best kiss of my life. It was sweet and tender, full of passion, but gentle. I never wanted to let go. Unfortunately, he did. I spoke first though.
"What was that?" I breathed. He just smiled.
"A gift for my best friend." I blushed. "I liked your song, but Lauren didn't."
I groaned. "Great. Wait, a minute. Where is Lauren anyway?"
"At home." He said.
"Why?"
"Cause we are over." I gasped.
"OMG. Are you ok?"
"Calm down B. I broke up with her, for various reasons. One of them being you." I looked at him, confused. "Did I not just show you it?"
"Oh. OH!" I finally got it. "Really?" I asked quietly.
"Bella, you are the most important thing in my life, and I love you. How could I not be serious?" He stated beautifully, it brought me to tears. To think that all these years, all the times that I have felt like I was all alone, it was never the case. The joy was inconceivable. After looking out into the sky, cuddled into each others arms, I fell into a deep sleep. And, I have to say, it was amazing. I guess that Taylor Swift was right, he really dose belong with me.