I'd Lie by: Taylor Swift

I don't think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
And I count the colors in his eyes
He'll never fall in love he swears
As he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong
And I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke, I fake a smile
But I know all his favorite songs
And...

I watched as Charlie drove up to pick me up for practice. I knew that something happened because he looked a little annoyed. I opened the door, hopped into the passenger seat and waited for him to start his rant.

"Hey, Wonderland," he said. My name was Alice but Charlie always called me Wonderland because I always seemed to be daydreaming unless I was on the ice. He was the only one aloud to call me Wonderland.

"Hey," I said after I put my gear in the backseat with his.

"Okay, so last night, you know that I took Camille out? Well, I'm never doing that again. She was a complete preppy girl that only wanted to talk about herself. And, she didn't even ask anything about me. I'm telling you, Wonderland, I'm never gonna fall in love," he said and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Don't say that, Charlie. You know there are plenty of girls that would be perfect for you," I told him, hoping he wouldn't notice that I was staring at his blue eyes. I wanted to reach out and fix his hair.

"Nope, not for me. I'm just gonna be friends with girls, like you and I are, Wonderland," he told me. That hurt me, but I didn't let it get to me.

I could tell you his favorite color's green
He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes
And if you asked me if I love him,
I'd lie

He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't a light go on?
Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long?
He sees everything black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine

We were having a party type thing at the rink to celebrate another win for the Ducks. We were all in our old green, Duck jerseys and Coach Bombay was there. Him and all the other Ducks seemed to know about my crush on Charlie. He always asked me if I would ever tell Charlie. Of course, I had hoped that no one would notice. I saw Fulton and Coach skate over to me.

"Come on, Als. Just go over and tell him," Fulton said.

"He won't listen. I just... We've been friends for too long," I told him.

"Alice, you have to tell him sometime. Before it's too late," Coach Bombay said.

"I'm sorry, guys. It's just not worth it," I told them and skated away.

I could tell you his favorite color's green
He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes
And if you asked me if I love him,
I'd lie

He stands there, then walks away
My god if I could only say,
"I'm holding every breath for you..."

Charlie just told me that him and Linda had started dating. It was like he had crushed my heart and then skated over the pieces so that they were dust. I told him that I hoped she was the one. I didn't mean a single word of it but it made him happy. He wanted his best friend's approval.

I went to the rink to hopefully, skate away my problems. When I got there, I saw Charlie and Linda skating while holding hands. It crushed me so bad that I left the rink and ran to Fulton's place. I knocked on the door and Fulton answered. He saw the tears on my face and he held his arms open for me.

I finally went home after crying into Fulton's chest for a good hour or two. When I finally made it home, I saw Charlie and Linda walking. I had almost forgotten that Charlie lived kind of close to me. They were laughing and holding hands. At least he was happy.

He'd never tell you but he can play guitar
I think he can see through everything but my heart
First thought when I wake up
Is "My god, he's beautiful."
So I put on my make-up
And pray for a miracle

Yes, I could tell you his favorite color's green
He loves to argue, oh, and it kills me
His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes
And if you asked me if I love him
If you asked me if I love him
I'd lie

I remember one day, after we won against the Iceland team, I went over to Charlie's place. He was in his room and he had a guitar out. I sat on his bed next to him and he played some chords to a song. He asked me if it sounded good and I told him it did. I had put some make-up on that morning, knowing I was going to come here.

When I had gotten home the night before, my dad had yelled at me about something. I couldn't even remember what it was but I tried to hide the fact that it had scared me from Charlie. Of course, he saw right through me and asked what was wrong.

"My dad.." I said and I started crying. I hadn't noticed it, but Charlie was wearing his Ducks jersey. I knew his favorite color was green.

"It's okay, Wonderland. It's gonna be okay," he said as he stroked my hair after pulling me into his chest.

A few days later, I saw Charlie and Linda at the rink again. Except, the whole team was there. Coach Bombay skated over to me. He asked the one question I couldn't ever answer truthfully.

"Do you love him?"

"No," I lied.