This actually happened to me and I just desided to see if this could be a sad, romance between Bella and Edward. I made it so you don't know who is the narrator or the guy but it is Bella and Edward. So if you don't like it feel free to tell me and I might just remove it. :) Alexis (:
It was the school social and there was music everywhere, blasting really loud. The song Rich Girls by Down with Webster. I watch you as you just stand there talking to your friends looking everywhere but at me. We're dating and you can't even look at me while you're with your friends. I hate that. I feel like crap as I'm jumping around to the beat and singing to the song with my friends. There was a karoke machine and people would sign up and then sing to their favorite song. I had an idea and I put my name in. I smiled at your back as you turn to talk to a girl. When my name was called to go up, you pretended to look like you didn't care. The music started to play as I just looked at you. The words came out of my mouth as I sang to the song.
"Sha, sha, sha.
I probably shouldn't say this, but at times I get so scared,
when I think about the previous relationship we shared.
It was awesome, but we lost it.
It's not possible for me not to care.
And now we're standing in the rain,
but nothing's ever gonna change, until you hear, my dear.
The seven things I hate about you.
The seven things I hate about you, oh you.
You're vain.
You're games.
You're insecure.
You love me, you like her.
You make me laugh, you make me cry.
I don't know which side to buy.
You're friends, their jerks, when you act like them just know it hurts,
I wanna be with the one I know.
And the seventh thing I hate the most that you do, you make me love you.
It's akward and silent as I wait for you to say,
but what I need to hear now, you're sincere apology,
when you mean it, I'll believe it.
If you text it, I'll delete it.
Let's be clear, oh, I'm not coming back.
You're taking seven steps here.
The seven things I hate about you.
You're vain.
You're games.
You're insecure.
You love me, you like her.
You make me laugh, you make me cry.
I don't know which side to buy.
You're friends, their jerks, when you act like them, just know it hurts.
I wanna be with the one I know.
And the seventh thing I hate the most that you do, you make me love you.
And compared to all the great things, that would take to long to write.
I probably should mention the seven that I like.
The seven things I like about you.
You're hair.
You're eyes.
You're old Levis.
When we kiss, I'm hyponitized.
You make me laugh, you make me cry, but I guess that's both I'll have to buy.
You're hand in mine, when we're intertwind everythings alright.
I wanna be with the one I know.
And the seventh thing I like the most that you do, you make me love you.
Sha, sha.
You do, oh.
Ooh, ooh.
La, la, la.
Ooh, ooh." I just continued to look at you as the last words flew out of my mouth and then I smiled. Everyone clapped and cheered. I got off the stage and went over to my friends and as I talked to them, I would look over at you, and you still didn't talked to me again.