Disclaimer: I don't own Veronica Mars or the song I'd Lie
AN/ I'm new to this site and I've only now learned how to add an authors note, slow I know right? But I figured it out. I wrote this a few months ago and decided to post it because people actually reviewed on my other one-shot fic, which I posted just yesterday. When I checked my email after school I was surprised that I even had any reviews and those few words brought a smile to my face. I would like to thank those reviewers... uhm I'm not sure how to thank you guys other than leaving an AN lol
AN/This story is a lot longer. I hope you enjoy it :)
I'd lie
I don't think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
That big canary yellow monstrosity, though I tease him about his car it fits his personality perfectly. Its presence is always known, on the surface it can be persevered as big, bold and daring but if you look at it positively it's bright and cheery, then again usually he's positive attitude is reserved for me, I think I like that. He might act like a jackass but he is a big hearted, caring jackass. And if I wanted a ride in anyone's car it would be his... wait that came out wrong.
He tells me about his night
And I count the colors in his eyes
His eyes are so beautiful. It's a beautiful mixture of hazel, brown and a hint of green, it's so chocolatey. He has big puppy dog eyes that I can never say no to and I just get lost in them. I love that he can talk to me about anything and everything it makes me feel special, special to him.
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
Love hurts, I know that, he knows that but I still want him fall in love, with me if I'm being honest. I want to be the one he smile's that big bright boyish smile too whispering "I'm in love with you."
And I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke
I fake a smile
His jokes are witty and funny, to actually get it you need to listen and be quick on thinking. He loves quoting, he has his daily inspirational messages, if anyone asks he'll say he has a calendar but I know better, he loves to read, he's such a dork. I think it's a natural born talent of his to be funny, charming, devilishly handsome, and practically perfect but sometimes it is hard being around him, loving him whilst he has no clue.
That I know all his favorite songs and
I could tell you his favorite color green
He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful; he has his father's eyes
I know everything about him, about his family and if you were to ask him a question, I'd probably answer instead. He looks so good in green, definitely his color. My favorite t-shirt of his is green, whenever I have to wear a shirt of his I take the green one, hmm most of his green shirts are at my house come to think of it.
And if you ask me if I love him, I'd lie
But I'd never admit that to anyone
He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't a light go on?
Doesn't he know I've had him memorized for so long?
He is far from innocent. Innocent would be the furthest word on my mind when I describe him but he really has no idea how I feel about him. And never will since he obviously doesn't feel the same. Sometimes I think of telling him, jumping into his arms and kissing him. Of course those thoughts would never leave my head, forever remaining a fantasy.
He sees everything black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine
He is kind of pessimistic but he is more of an optimist with me when I'm feeling down. I'm more like getting him to see all the good in the world, anything to get him happy and smiley. He's so pretty when he smiles. It just lights up the room and makes everything better. I hate it when he cry's, I literally can feel his pain and my heart stings with hurt. I'm the only one who has seen him cry and it is a very rare occurrence when he does. It makes me feel special that he chooses me to be the person he confides in and leans on. He makes everyone believe he is happy go lucky but I know better.
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 ask me if I love him, I'd lie
I love bantering with him. He's one of the only people who would get anything I say, even all of my crazy references. He doesn't get offended when I say something that would probably sounds mean to a bystander; he knows that no matter what the intended purpose I would never intentionally insult him.
He stands there then walks away
My God, if I could only say
I'm holding every breathe for you
No matter what I think I can't help but have hope that he reciprocates my feelings. That one day I'll be the person he looks at with sparkling eyes and he will say those words I only dare to dream about. That he realizes he belongs with me. Or I'll just be one of Shakespeare's stories of unrequited love.
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 makeup and pray for a miracle
He knows everything about me except what's in my heart. He can see through any facade I may put up. He can read my face like a children's book but the only thing he seems oblivious about is the way I feel about him. I'm not the Sheriffs daughter for nothing, I know how to conceal the truth but I only do it because I can't risk it. But my god is he beautiful and I just hope that one day he does see it.
Yes, I could tell you his favorite color's green
He loves to argue oh and it kills me
His sisters beautiful; he has his father's eyes
And if you asked me if I love him
If you ask me if I love him,
But I would never say yes to that question
I'd lie
"Veronica Mars are you in love with Logan Echolls?" I force a laugh and fake a smile
"Where'd you get that idea? You of all people should know not to listen to rumors. Of course I don't."
AN/ This was a one-shot. It could be turned into a few more chapters but I don't really know if I should make it into more chapters or leave it as is. What do you think?
Your words make me smile :) Seriously