A/N: Hey guys! So I know I haven't posted in a long time, but I just whipped this up in like 10 minutes and felt like posting it. I missed BTR so I watched some interviews...and a few fanfics and this is what resulted from it. Enjoy! Also, this isn't Jo bashing...in fact, I sympathize with Jo. But I mean KOGAN ALL THE WAY 3.
"This is it, Jo" Kendall whispered to me, excitement hinted in his tone.
"I know," I sighed. I clung onto his strong, broad shoulders, never wanting this slow dance to end.
"Logan and I are finally coming out as a couple. Finally, we can hold hands like all other couples do. It's gonna be great." "Mhmm…" I mutter, avoiding his piercing green eyes. I shook my head at myself, knowing that this was coming. I had promised myself that I'd be strong and appear unbroken, but I knew that it was inevitable.
"Thank you, for everything, Jo." Kendall smiled, lifting my chin so our eyes met. I could feel a lump in my throat, so I just nodded my head and mustered the best smile I could. He looked so happy, much happier than I ever saw him in our actual relationship. Logan was good—no, great—for him; I could never make him happy, and that hurt. The song finally came to a close and he let go of my waist, and gently placed kiss on my forehead. "I will always love you, Jo", he whispered before departing to see the love of his life.
I watched him wrap his arms around the brunette a smile creeping on his face. Why did I do this to myself? Let myself continue to fall for him when I knew I was going to get hurt? He even told me that he was gay, and I suggested he play along so people wouldn't be suspicious of how close he and Logan were. And I wish I could say that I was being selfless, when in reality, I was being selfish. I kept hoping he'd be bi, but I knew deep down he was in love with Logan, and there was nothing I could do about it. Playing along felt good during the moment, but hurt more than anything now; he treated me like a princess, and I felt so beautiful and loved. But it was all an act, and I hate to remember that; it's hard to let go when on the outside everything seems to be okay. But, no matter what, no one could take away the fact that Kendall was my first love, and I was his—that's something I'll always cherish.
So tonight, I lived clichés. People say your prom night is a night you'll always remember, and I can guarantee this is a day I'll never forget. They also say blonde's have more fun, and I guess they do during the spur of the moment; but in the long run, they get burned pretty bad, and the brunettes win. And finally, they say if you love someone let them go—and I did. Even though it hurts, I can finally genuinely smile at the fact that I've made Kendall happier than he's ever been.
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