Hey, guys! This is my first fanfic so I hope you enjoy it.
It's a songfic of the song "Teardrops on My Guitar" by Taylor Swift.
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Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to live without
The dance of the week. Focus on it. Not him. Corny.
I continue dancing with Amber and I can't help but wish that I was pressed up against his body rather than the girl that I'm supposedly interested in. I look up and notice Corny staring at us and I flash him a smile that's obviously fake.
After the show, I'm in my dressing room getting changed when the door flies open. I jump from surprise and blush slightly when I realize it's Corny standing in the doorway and I'm only in a pair of boxers. He doesn't think anything of it, though. He never does.
"Link, man, I gotta tell you about this amazing girl I met a few months ago!" he says, taking a seat on the couch.
Suddenly, I can feel my heart sinking lower and lower in my chest. I wonder why he's never said anything about her before. He continues to describe her, but I sort of zone out. I try not to look disappointed when I reply, "Congratulations."
Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny
And I can't even see anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night
I finished getting changed and depart from the dressing room with Corny, still going on about this "beautiful woman" he has met. While he's talking, I chuckle aimlessly. I feel so pathetic.
Corny pauses and looks at me. "What's so funny?" he smiles. God, that smile
"…Nothing," I sigh. We walk out to the lobby of the studio where a bunch of the council members are chatting loudly. However, I block out all their voices, and stare at no one but Corny, like it's just the two of us there. I listen intensely to him, my heart breaking all the while.
"God, Link, I love this girl so much. I…I think she might be the one," he marvels.
"Great," I say, trying to act happy. We leave the studio and I get into my car, waving to Corny as I drive from the parking lot.
I get to my house and spend the rest of the evening moping around. My mother has asked me about 38 times if something was bothering me, but I keep brushing it off and telling her that I'm fine. The fact is, I am the furthest thing from fine. In fact, I'm a complete mess.
Finally, it's 10:30 at night, so I figure I might as well go up to my room. I pull off my clothes and climb into bed, just in my boxers. But instead of trying to sleep, I do the same thing I do every night. Think about Corny.
My hand travels beneath the waistband of my boxers and my mind wanders off to when I was dancing with Amber. Only now, I think about dancing with Corny. Slow dancing.
I start stroking my length faster and I think about Corny's hands on my hips, pulling me closer…
Finally, I feel my orgasm explode and my hips buck. "Oh, God, CORNY!" I hear myself screaming his name, during my climax as I ride it out.
Yes, this is a normal night for me…
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
After I clean myself up, I walk over to the window, where my guitar is resting. I sit in my chair and stare out into the night. I grab the instrument and start playing a tune that I'm making up as I go along. I whisper words about how I feel about Corny and quietly start singing them to the melody.
As I'm singing, I feel tears start to well up in my eyes and they start leaking down my face, gently splashing onto my guitar. I sigh and gaze out at the stars. "If only Corny loved me."
Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
I arrive at the studio a little bit later than usual. I was having a hell of a time deciding if I should call out sick or just go. As you can see, I went. I ran to my dressing room and grabbed my suit, throwing it on quickly.
When I was finished getting ready, I rushed out to the lobby where everyone was waiting and talking with one another. There was about a minute before we started taping so I walked over and took my place on the stage and more people were doing the same.
As I was waiting, Corny walked by and my breath got caught in my throat. He said my name as he passed and when I turned to face him, he said, "You look a little frazzled. Everything okay?"
I found myself nodding and then I turned back to face the camera. Corny's girl better know how lucky she is.
So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down and maybe
Get some sleep tonight
You have no idea how hard it was to get through that show. I'm so glad it's over. I practically sprint to my car and drive home.
I arrive at my house and go straight to my room. I'm so exhausted from acting happy, I think I might die. I lie down on my bed and take out a magazine from under my pillow. On the front page, there's a picture of the cast of the Corny Collins Show.
I spot myself off to the side of the picture. I look closer and I notice that my eyes aren't staring at the camera, but vaguely looking towards Corny.
I sigh and throw the magazine into my trashcan. Then I shut off my light, and for once, I don't think about Corny before falling asleep.
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
He's the time taken up, but there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into..
Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.