A/N: You may have noticed I've completely renewed my profile, and I'm going to start FanFictioning again. It's been too long.
Aaaaaanyway, short piece for Christmas. Written in about 5 minutes, so it's only a rough little drabble. Enjoy and R&R please :)
I own neither the main plot line, characters, nor the lyrics (I highly recommend the song- 30 Days by Nevershoutnever!).
"…who'd've thought that someone like me
Could have fallen in love so easily
I know that you know that I know what I want
I know I can't have it but give it a thought
I know that it sounds crazy baby
But all I do is think of you…
And that was nevershoutnever!'s Christmas hit '30 days', showing that we really can have some decent Christmas songs other than Band aid and Fairytale of New York, which is up next…"
Was it Christmas already? This year had past so quickly that I'd hardly seen it go by, I guess every year you get older, the years go faster. At least that's how it feels for me, and it had little to show for it. Well, it had one thing…
Bella had come. Now, each afternoon as I waited for her here at my parent's shop, a small part of me still hoped she would really open her eyes and see me anew. But her eyes were always open, they just never saw. She never saw anyone anymore.
He did this to her. One day, I would hunt him down and make him pay for what he's done to her. Or I would, if I wasn't frightened of him, something I'd never admit to anyone. He took everything I'd ever wanted. Before him, Bella and I may have had a chance to be together, to be happy, if he hadn't got in the way. She only said no to me to not hurt a friend's feelings. I even briefly dated that same friend, but only in an unsuccessful attempt to make Bella jealous and therefore win her heart. Fat lot of good that did. I had to end it with Jessica when she admitted to me that she never even liked Bella, and just wanted to get to know me, to which I should have been flattered by, but it left a bad taste in my mouth. Bella deserved more than fake friends. If only she'd let me in…
As soon as the thought had formulated in my mind, I heard the deep rumbling of that crazy monster truck of hers rolling in, early as usual. The truck was just right for her, as opposites really do attract. It was big, sturdy, and loud whereas she was completely different. As she slammed her door shut, I quickly checked my hair in a window, trying to be perfect, for her. As she started to walk through the parking lot, a thousand ideas raced through my mind, expressions of love, and lines of poetry. Would this be the day I finally made my feelings known? Bella I love you, Bella I love you, I love you, I could see the words clearly in my mind, and I intended to speak them out, but all that came out was
"Happy Holidays Bella" To which she barely replied to. Fuck.
I guess life really does have a way of kicking you when you're down. Someone up above, or down below was probably laughing now. Or crying.
Maybe tomorrow would be the day she'd make my dreams come true.
A guy can dream right?