You Got Me, a sonny with a chance fanfic

A/N Yay I'm posting a one-shot! Okay, I wrote this song a while back, but this time I actually went looking for it rather than pulling it out randomly. I hope this one gets as many hits as Dream Sky! That would make me really happy (:

This song is edited due to it's slight crapness, with the assistance of xD

You Got Me

We keep on fighting

Friends say we're flirting

That we are 'meant to be'

You smile at me

You're my favourite 'frenemy'

"Fine!" I yelled

"Fine!" He returned

"Good!"

"So we're good?"

"Oh we're so good!" He stormed off. I glared after him.

Tawni came over to me.

"Will you two tone down the flirting please? I'm trying to order Cocoa Mocha Cocoa on my iPod!"

"Flirting? Why would I flirt, I hate him!" She just rolled her eyes.

"Sure you do. I've never seen people that are so... meant to be,"

I choked.

"Meant to be? Tawn, that's ridiculous!"

"Yeah, whatever Sonny. Go fight with Chad or something, you're annoying me."

I opened my mouth to protest.

"Oh, we all know you love the fights, don't pretend..."

Yeah, it's like daily routine

Your ego versus my stubborn head

You play with me

It's like we're on repeat

I smile, I'll dance to you're beat

Oh, you think you're so irresistible

And you're so admirable

Getting every single girl

The problem is you're right

You got me

Yes, I'd figured out a long time ago that I liked him. A lot. I wasn't going to admit that though... not before he did. Because like him or not, he liked me too. He showed it a lot when it was just the two of us.

I went on a date

And you got jealous, it was strange

You brushed it off as a 'change'

You thought I was in danger

You came rushing in, things got stranger

You just wanted to see if I was okay

It was all the little things about him that made me like him. His smile. The way he was nice to me. Defended me, even. To me, it was proof that he'd liked me. When it was just us, he acted like I was special. Different. And his behaviour... yeah, it had caused me to fall for him.

But instead of doing anything, we just seemed to hit the replay button, and go round in another circle. He'd chased me, he'd caught me. Now I was his.

All he needed to do was realize it.