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Songfic: Teardrops On My Guitar By Taylor Swift

Pairing: Alli/Drew Degrassi

Drew looks at me , I fake a smile so he wont see

What I want , and I need , everything that we should be

He's sitting at the lunch table laughing with his football team , cheerleaders surrounding the table. He takes a glance at me , and I fake a smile. He'll never like me , I should just stop trying. He only sees me as a friend.

I bet she's beautiful , that girl he talk's about

And she's got everything , that I have to live without

"Yeah Alli , Bianca's amazing. She's everything I need" Drew exclaimed into the phone , Alli could feel him smiling on the other line. She tried to be happy for him ; but it just wouldn't work.

Drew talks to me , I laugh 'cause it's so damn funny,

But , I can't even see , anyone when he's with me

"Allssssssssssssss , let's do something!" he whines into my ear , and I can't help but laugh. He's so childish. Me , him , Clare , and Adam are walking around in the mall. I cant help but stare at him. "Alli!" I hear Clare , scream into my ear. "What?" I whisper back. "I've been calling you for five minutes!" exclaims Clare. "Oh" I reply.

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

Were in his room and he randomly blurts out. "I think she's the one , Alls. I love her" he says to me. I'm shocked , I don't know what to say. "Um , I have to go" I say , running out of the house. I ran to the park , a place I go to think. I sit on the slide , crying my eyes out. Why doesn't he love me? Am I not good enough?

I sit in my bed thinking about one person ; Drew Torres. My best friend who will never love me the way I love him.

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,

Drew walks by me , can he tell that I can't breathe?

It just feels like every time he's by me , I can't concentrate or breathe right or anything. "Miss. Bhandari , what does 85 over 5 equal ?" Mr. Jones asks me. Drew walks into the room and sits down by me , and looks at me. "Umm 5?" I blurt out. The whole class laughs except Mr. Jones who looks at me with a disbelief look.

And there he goes so perfectly , the kind of flawless I wish I could be

She 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

Hope you guys liked it .

Oh and comment and tell me if you want me to make a sequel to this .