Inspired by StellaLover6. Thank you so much!
Written from Stella's POV.
Two A.M and she calls me, cause I'm still awake.
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake? I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season."
I sighed. Shannon calling me at 2am was fine, I mean, that's life. I don't mind. But her calling me about Lawson was too much.
"Shannon, no-one can find the rewind button, girl. Just breathe."
"Stel, I really don't know what to do."
"Just follow your gut instinct." Would I regret that? Nup.
"Okay." She hung up and I fell back into bed, needing to sleep.
Not twenty minutes later, three knocks to my apartment door roused me from my sleep. Cursing whoever was there, I tiredly pulled on my slippers and headed for the door, turning on the kitchen light.
"Stel? Is that you?" My stomach did back flips. It was Shannon. But why?
"Y-yeah." I opened the door. Shannon was standing there, wearing her pyjamas and holding a duffel bag and pillow.
"What exactly are you doing here?" I rubbed my eyes, attempting to wake myself up a little bit more.
"I did what you said. I followed my gut instinct. And it led me here."
"Fair eno- wait, what?" I blinked, trying to understand.
"Stella, you're the one I want. I can't help it."
My heart was singing with jubilation. "Shannon, I feel the same."
Wasting no time, Shannon dropped her things and stepped closer, pulling me into an embrace, resting her forehead against mine.
"I was freaking out so much on the drive over," she muttered.
"I have been for the past two years."
"Why's that?"
"Because I've had this massive thing for you." I smiled. "Guess it wasn't totally one-sided."
"It was, for a month or so. Then I started to notice you as more than a friend."
"Thank goodness." Deciding there had been too much talk, I leant in and gently captured her lips with my own.
Shannon pulled back, a goofy smile crossing her face. She gestured to her things. "I sort of broke up with Lawson, and I don't really want to drive home. Can I stay here?"
"Of course, silly." I kissed her again.
Yeah, we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes. Like they have any right at all to criticise! Hypocrites, you're all here for the very same reason.
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable, and life's like an hourglass glued to the table.
There's a light at each end of this tunnel, you shout, cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out. And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again, if you'll only try turning around...
The song is "Breathe (2AM)" by Anna Nalick. While it's not quite my favourite song at the moment, it seemed most appropriate.