Okay! I was just listening to a bunch of Taylor Swift songs on my iPod, and I thought of this story. All the songs have been put in order to make a proper story, and are NOT just a bunch of different one-shots. See if you can guess the song related to each chapter! Virtual cookies to anyone who can! (In case you didn't know, they are all Taylor Swift songs :])

Alright, the characters will probably all be OOC in this, but they have to be =S

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I sat in the front seat of the red ferrari, sipping the strawberry milkshake my best friend had bought me. He was telling me about how he'd dreamt of something stupid last night – but I really wasn't listening. I stared into his emerald eyes, admiring their glow and the different streaks in them as he rambled on about crazy aipoms and bunearies.

'May?' he said, snapping me out of my daze.

'Uh… what was that? Sorry, Drew, I got distracted…' I murmured sheepishly. I did get distracted…. Distracted in his beautiful eyes - his eyes that held over four different types of greens, and shone like diamonds.

'Sure, May… Anyway, then the aipom said…' Drew looked out the window of his parked car as he spoke to me, every now and then eating a piece of popcorn that sat between us. I faded out again, looking at Drew's hair, how it looked so silky and smooth.

'May! You're doing it again!' Drew rolled his eyes at me, running his fingers through his chartreuse hair. I gaped slightly, but shook my head as I blinked quickly.

'Sorry…' I said again. Drew laughed.

'Really, May. You looked like you were in love, or something!' he told me. I blushed. That's pretty much exactly what I was. But as if I'd tell him that!

'R-really? B-because I'm – I'm not!' I stuttered nervously. Drew chuckled.

'Of course, May. Well, I don't think I'm ever going to fall in love. Too much trouble, you know?' he laughed as he said this, running his fingers through his hair. I laughed along with him, though inside me, I was desperately wishing it wasn't true. Well, who wouldn't? Drew was good-looking, and friendly… and he was popular...

I faked a smile at him as he told me one of those corny jokes that are only funny because they're lame. He smiled back. We were best friends, and if you asked me, I could tell you his favourite songs. I could tell you his favourite colour. It's green, of course. That's why he always wears it. But if I told him that, he'd say it wasn't. But that was just Drew. He loved to argue, and therefore did it a lot. So if I told him something that was so obviously true, he'd argue against it – just to annoy me!

I looked out the window, my smile fading as I stared in awe at the sunset that was on the beach in front of me. Drew was ranting on about how his birthday was in a few days, on the seventeenth of October. I nodded slightly, and turned to put my milkshake in the drink container.

'Hey Drew! May!' Demi, Drew's sister, ran up to the car, and poked her head through my open window. Emerald locks curled around her pearly face, and leaf green eyes sparkled as she laughed at me. Behind her came the two's father, Drendan. He was just like an older Drew. A Drew with wrinkles.

No, seriously. Drew and Drendan looked exactly the same, just different ages. The same hair, same annoying smirk, same arrogant chuckle, same eyes…

Do I love him? Well, yes… But I'd never tell him that. Why would I? It would just be awkward. It could ruin our friendship, or just be… weird. Either way, I'm not telling him – not yet at least.

The two climbed into the car, and Demi smirked at me. 'So… you guys out on a romantic evening or something?' She grinned slyly as she watched our reactions. Drew choked on his popcorn, with a cherry red blush on his cheeks. I widened my eyes, my mouth agape. I grabbed a handful of popcorn and hurled it at Demi's face, as warmth covered my cheeks.

'No!' Drew and I screeched. Drendan blocked his ears. We looked at eachother.

'Demi, we're just friends. F-R-I-E-N-D-S.' Drew's blush slowly faded, as did mine, but a feeling of disappointment settled over me. Of course, earlier Drew had said he would never fall in love, but… well…

'Sure, guys. Anyway, can we go home already?' Demi rolled her eyes. I pursed my lips and turned around, annoyed that my afternoon had been ruined. Of course, I liked Demi, she was my friend, but I was with Drew… alone… and it was nice. I watched out the passenger seat window as our surroundings sped past us. Our group was silent the whole time, and when we pulled up outside the mansion, all four of us got out, and trailed into the Hayden residence. Demi went to her room, most likely listening to music suitable for a sixteen year-old. Drendan went to help Rachel, Drew and Demi's mother in the kitchen. I followed Drew upstairs, into his room. I sat cross-legged on the floor, whilst he plopped onto his bed.

'Uh… sorry about that…' he laughed sheepishly. 'Demi thinks we're… going out…'

I pretended to puke, though in my head I was wishing it were true. Drew looked at me weirdly, then stared around his room. I watched him in awe, wondering how he could stay so cool. Oh, I forgot. He's not in love with me. It's the other way around.

I honestly don't see how he doesn't get it. I thought he had finally figured it out when we were in the car, but obviously he hasn't. Normally he sees through everything. But I'm pretty sure he hasn't figured it out yet. He doesn't see things the way others do. Maybe… maybe he does know, but he just doesn't want to hurt me. I'd get really embarrassed. In fact, I'd probably cry. That's something no one ever sees him do.

My thoughts wandered to his birthday, and to his twin sister's. I would get Drew something green; and maybe Demi something blue, or yellow. But it couldn't be something his father had. No, can't have him look like Drendan too much. Maybe something that could make him quiet… A new iPod? Maybe a Pokemon game… I only had three days.

Demi could have clothes… clothes that would make her look even prettier. But I couldn't give either the impression that I care about them too much… So, maybe I could scratch out the expensive iPod.

A low humming sound interrupted my thoughts, and I turned to see Drew strumming his fingers over his guitar's strings. I watched him earnestly, as he played different songs over again. We spoke for a few hours, about pointless things, and friends, and different colours… We were like that. Talking about the most random things wasn't that random to us.

A sudden vibrating in my jeans pocket alerted me to an incoming text message.

mum says 2 cum home
xo – max

I sighed, and showed Drew the message. He mumbled something and put his guitar down before standing up. I followed him out of his house.

'I'll walk you home,' he said. I shrugged, and we walked side-by-side in a comfortable silence. Even though we lived right next to each other, I enjoyed the company. As we reached my house, he shoved his hands in his pockets. He looked at me, and then walked back the way he had come, waving a hand over his shoulder. I waved back, even though he couldn't see. My breath was hitched in my throat, and my heart was racing like the footsteps of a running mouse. I shook my head and walked through the door to my home.

I changed into my pyjamas and ate my dinner. The only thing on my mind was Drew, and I think my family noticed. They stayed silent, and I soon went to bed, my dreams full of my green-haired friend.

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I woke up to the sound of my mother calling me from downstairs. I grumbled, and got into my black skinny jeans and red string top. I put on some lip gloss and mascara, before walking down the stairs.

My mother greeted me, and I got my cereal and ate it as my mum explained that Drew had called, and would be picking me up at eleven o'clock. I looked at the time. It was ten forty-five, therefore I had fifteen minutes.

I once again thought of what I would buy him for his birthday, but was interrupted as the doorbell rang. I opened the door to see Drew standing there in his black t-shirt and jeans. I stared slightly, but shook my head and grabbed my hand-bag.

'Where are we going?' I asked him happily. He grinned.

'Shopping for Demi, then she's going shopping for me with Dad,' he explained. I nodded in understanding. 'You're a girl; you can help me figure out what to get her.'

I nodded again, and dragged him into a nearby shop. It had photo frames and ornaments in it, and I picked out a yellow and green frame.

'We could put a picture of her in here. Maybe we could put a picture of all of us together!' I told him excitedly. Drew laughed.

'Sure,' he shrugged, and took the frame out of my hands. 'How about this?'

We looked at the ornaments together for a while, and Drew even bought me a red and blue vase. He said it was his thank you. We walked home happily a few hours later, my vase in my hands, and the frame and a necklace with a 'D' on the end in Drew's.

'Well, thanks again, May.' Drew smiled, and pulled out a rose from behind his back, placing it into the vase. I blushed slightly, and smiled in return.

'No worries. It was fun! I gave him a brief hug and ran into my house, filling the vase with water and placing it on the middle of our dining room table. I closed my eyes blissfully, and danced up the stairs, falling onto my bed. I wondered what Demi had gotten Drew, but in reality, I didn't care – as long as he liked it. As long as he smiled at it – oh, his smile made him look so charming, really it did.

But he'll never know that. I wouldn't tell him.

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A/N: Well, how was it? Remember to review, and try to guess which song it relates to. I was listening to it the whole time I was writing this chapter :)

You know the drill~ I don't own the song, nor the game. If I did, then May and Drew would have kissed already!

~EeveeTransformed~