When I Had A Chance
Based on the song When I Was Your Man by Bruno Mars
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN WAREHOUSE 13! Sadly.
My first fanfic so R&R PLEASE!
Pete's POV
Same bed but feels just a little bit bigger now
Our song on the radio but don't sound the same
When our friends talk about you all it does is just tear me down
Myka walks outside with me next to her. Hand in hand. She was in a beautiful black dress that was strapless and stopped below her knees. And a small white, lace jacket. Because we were outside. She had a white rose (her favorite flower) pinned in her gorgeous, curly brown hair. Bright red heels. And her make up was very little. Only a little bit of gray eye shadow and red lipstick.
Cause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name
It all just sound like
Hmmmmmm to young to dumb to realize
That I should have bought you flowers and heald your hand
Should have gave you all my hours when I had the chance
I had spent all day getting the patio outside all right in a perfect scenery. Lanterns hanging from the ceiling. Dim lights wrapped around the chairs and railings. A white lace table cloth on the table. A bright red vase with a bouquet of white roses in the middle. A path of red rose pedals leading to the table. A fire place built in the grass so just before we walk in I can light it up. I had begged Leena to make us salads for dinner. But she insisted on me telling her why so I told her that I was making a perfect, romantic, beautiful date for Myka. After a little more details she agreed to make dinner.
Take you to every party cause all you wanted to do was dance
Now my baby is dancing, but she's dancing with another man
My pride, my ego, my needs, and my selfish ways
Caused a good strong woman like you to walk out of my life
Now I never, never get to clean up the mess I made
It haunts me every time I close my eyes
We walked outside. Her hand still in mine and as soon as she saw the patio she was overwhelmed with joy. I could see it in her sparkling green eyes. I lead her down the rose pedal path to her seat. Before she sat down I gave her a lingering kiss. Then pulled out her seat, like a gentleman. Then went to mine and sat down. She giggled when she saw that I was eating a salad, too. "Would you like some white wine? " I asked. She just smiled. I took it as a yes so I poured her half a wine glass of white wine.
