I'm in a romantic mood lol weird as it sounds. So rather than waste it I figured I project mushiness into a story =D hope you enjoy

A forbidden passion

Chapter one

A new found affection

CPOV

I was bored in my dressing room.

Sat at my desk, pen in hand paper lay blank in front of me.

I tapped the pen against the table to a rhythm and exhaled frequently in frustration.

I sat up and looked around cautiously, when I saw the coast was clear from my pocket I removed a picture of Sonny Monroe, she as smiling brilliantly in it.

I rested my chin on my fist and stared at it lovingly.

In my mind inspiration exploded.

I placed the picture to face me and began to pour my heart into words.

Just a poem of how I felt, it read :

"If I had a hammer, I'd build a house for two.

And if I had a sailing ship, I'd take a trip with you.

And if I had a poets hand, I'd write a verse for thee.

And if I had the painter's touch, on canvas you'd be."

Once I had finished writing I became angry, I realised we could never be together and more words began to flow:

"But I don't have a hammer

And I dont have a ship

So I can't build a house

And we can't take a trip

And I'll never be a poet

Nor have the painter's grace

So I'll never write you a verse

Nor immortalise your face"

I wept once I had finished writing. Through my mind flooded images of Sonny. Her and me hand in hand.

I turned her to me and held her hands close to my waist.

We stared into each other's eyes for what seemed forever. As we did our heads moved ever closer.

Our eyes slowly closed and our lips puckered. Lips centimetres apart, reality hit me like a speeding truck of hate.

I grabbed the photo of Sonny, hands shaking, tears in eyes. I stroked the photo with my thumb before placing it into my pocket again.

I lay my head down onto the table, I folded the poem and pushed it aside.

As I drifted into a teary sleep, divine intervention took place.

My window slided quietly open and a breeze carried the poem from the table to the door, it slid under the door and out into the hall.

I landed gently in the middle of hall, directly in the path of Sonny.

Sonny stopped in her tracks to inspect the poem, she bent down and grabbed it.

She opened the paper and read the contents carefully.

As she did tears welled in her eyes, when she had finished she turned to Chad's door.

She thought to herself " Who ever he wrote this for is one lucky girl, he could never love me".

She reached out and stroked the gold star on his door. She looked away upset and walked hastily away, holding the poem tightly.

As she walked she wiped tears from her face, meanwhile I slept undisturbed in my dressing room.

In my head dreams drowned my mind like a raging monsoon.

I thought id leave it there and see what people think.

Hope you enjoyed it =D please review!

xxx

ps im a guy and i am straight lol