Because i love Seth... Happy Ending i promise! i wrote this ages ago and am only now putting it up,...

Disclaimer - I do not own any Twilight characters apart from this one who is set to be Seth's... her name is Tay... These characters are fictional and are in no way based on true events or real life people.

Just a boy just an ordinary boy but he was looking to the sky and as he asked if I would come along I started to realise that every day he finds just what he's looking for like a shooting star he said take my hand, live while you can don't you feel your dreams aren't right they're in the palm of your hand.

Seth Clearwater was an ordinary boy until his 15th birthday, I remember it well because I had just given him his birthday present when he ran off and didn't come back to school for a few weeks, and even then, he wouldn't look at me and a few weeks after that, he dropped out of school completely, something about being homeschooled.

Seth had always been one of the brightest minds in any of our classes and this was even stranger than the time when he dyed his hair pink by mistake and didn't come into school until all of the colour had gone, this was sinister.

I'd like to have said that I never saw him aain but I did, one minute I was minding the store in town, one of the only jobs around here which paid that much, and in he walked, shirtless, at least 6ft 7in and he was speaking loudly to Sam and the other people in the gang that he had joined shortly after leaving school.

They walked in, laughing and I kept my head down, hoping he wouldn't see me at the counter, or at least recognise me. I don't think I could take the heart ache anymore. Just seeing him had made my heart skip a beat. I'd missed not only the love of my life but also my best friend.

We hadn't exactly broken up but I took the distance and not talking to me as a sign. Shortly after I had decided he had broken up with me, I got my hair dyed bright red, like the lead singer of Paramore. No one knew where my inspiration came form and I liked that. That music was mine.

I kept my head down as I heard them walk past and heard Seth calling to someone. I looked up for a second and saw him chuck a bottle of milk to Leah, his sister, she'd always been tall but she'd shot up as well, she must be about 6 ft 5in now.

Somehow I felt short, even with my 6ft 2in form. I wasn't exactly thin but a healthy weight and I was happy with my appearance. I don't really care what people think anymore, as long as I'm having fun they can say what they like.

"How much for a pint of milk, loaf of bread and a stick of gum?" I nearly jumped out of my skin as I heard that beautiful, rough voice. I typed some numbers into the cash register and he placed a 5 dollar note on the counter. I replaced it with $2.90 change. I was always fast at remembering and adding up figures. Seth had always teased me about this.

I flicked over the page of the gossip magazine I was reading and was surprised when I didn't hear or see Seth move from in front of the counter.

"Hello, service with a smile!" now I got angry. I didn't know why but I just looked up, glaring at him and said

"Okay, I'll smile when you stop being such a prick, that's not going to happen so,… bye," I looked back down at the magazine and gasped in fake shock, exclaiming, "Brangelina didn't scoop any awards in the oscars. Hmm,…" My head stayed low but my eyes strayed forward, seeing the groceries still on the counter. I sighed and looked up, plastering a fake smile on my face. "There, I smiled now you can leave, don't forget to come back sometime, try not to let it be during my shift,…" I looked back down.

"Taylor?" I shook my head and kept looking down, trying to stop the flow of tears that threatened to leak down my face. "Baby?" I laughed bitterly and shook my head.

"I haven't been your baby for nearly a year Seth. You didn't return my calls, texts or anything." I looked up at him. "You didn't even have the decency to tell me to my face that we were over." He looked hurt and I shook my head. I couldn't, no, didn't want to be tied to the fact that it'd never happen between us for the rest of my life.

"Can we talk?" I shook my head and kept my eyes on the page in front of me which was becoming increasingly unfocused as the tears began to well up and shadow my vision. I tried to keep them in as I heard Seth breathing heavily in front of me. I heard Sam telling Seth that they needed to talk, Seth struggling a little bit but then a smoother, more angelic voice of a man telling Seth that sam was right.

He had chosen this life a long time ago.

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