Beautiful Eyes
A/N: okay let me say this, it probably doesn't make sense, but when I wrote it, it was really my feelings, but I sorta twisted it so it could be more general. Its not any particular Jonas/Connect Three boy, it can be anyone you want. It's a song fic to Taylor Swift's Beautiful Eyes. The lyrics aren't in order, I only chose the ones that fit. But definitely Youtube the song and listen while you read it. I know its short!
I DON'T OWN ANYTHING, DON'T SUE ME, I'M POOR.
Your beautiful eyes
Stare right into my eyes
Those beautiful eyes, that had no real color to describe with, none that could accurately show the beauty. The eyes that attracted so many. But only a few short months before, it was only her looking at them. The people who looked now were the kind of people that only cared how he looked. He was a beautiful boy, a young man with or without his glasses, people were just to stupid to notice. He was perfect, well to her, a young girl with a crush, he was.
And sometimes I think of you late at nightI don't know why
When she was all alone, late at night in her room she would think about him. His eyes just looking into hers. She didn't understand why. Why she liked him so much. Why she went out of her way to see him, even though she knew that he wouldn't notice or care, she wouldn't stop trying.
I wanna be somewhere Where you areI wanna be your air
When she was far away from him, she would wish that he was there, next to her. Just being in the same room as him, made her heart flutter, skipping a few beats. She wanted to be with him always, the simplest things he would do would make her smile. When he was late to class and walked in with that cute shy smile and a blush on his cheeks, muttering a sorry to the teacher and would creep toward his seat, she couldn't help but to stare at him, mesmerized by his mere presence. She wanted to be his air, what he was to her.
I wake up I'm alive
In only a little whileI'll cry
Sometimes when she was all alone she would ask her self why? Why didn't he feel the same way? Why did he choose the girls that didn't know him, didn't really love him, not like her. She wanted to scream out, yell at him, but only ended up crying, wishing she was better, good enough for him.
I wanna be everything you need
She was sitting there next to him, feeling the warmth of his breath, the slight musky scent he gave off, the perfected teeth, the freckles lightly dusting parts of his tan skin. He slowly turned towards her, those beautiful eyes catching her own, plain eyes compared to him. He whispered the words she'd been waiting for. The simple words that made her feel on top of the world. But they weren't the same, he would never be in love with her. She'd always be the girl he could turn to for advice but never be the one that he married. But he would forever be in her dreams
dream about your eyes
beautiful eyes
A/N: That sucked, I know but hey I'm trying! Whenever I start a new fic, I can NEVER finish it, so this is me working hard, it took me a few hours (I procrastinate a lot), anyways I hoped you liked it. FFRA! (Flame. Favorite. Review. Alert)