Author's Note- Here's a mini one shot I decided to write. It's not happy, and it doesn't have a happy ending. It's really short, but still review at the end. It's not meant to be long. Hope you like it. This mini one shot really hits home with me, I cried like a baby writing this...
WINNER AT A LOSING GAME.
Baby, look here at me
Have you ever seen me this way.
I've been fumbling for words,
through the tears and the hurt
and the pain.
I'm gonna lay it all out
on the line tonight.
And I think that it's time to tell
this uphill fight, goodbye.
"Troy, I don't know why I am saying this," I started out, trying so hard to find the words to say. Tonight, I was going to pour my heart out to my best friend of thirteen years.
Well, let me tell you my story up until now. I'm Gabriella Montez, I'm seventeen years old, and I'm one of those unfortunate girls who has fallen for her best friend. Mine is Troy Bolton. I've known the kid since kindergarten, and we became friends when we entered junior high. Over the years of just joking around with each other, arguing over stupid stuff, and long talks- I've fallen in love with him. It's not a little crush a six year
old girl has developed for a boy she thinks is cute, it's way more than that, and what really sucks is that I have no control over it, or myself for that matter. I'm desperately in love with him, and I don't want to be. What hurts the most is that I know in my heart, that he has none of the same feelings for me. Tonight, I decided to pour out my heart to him. It was time to tell him. "What is it Gabs?" he asked, urging me to continue. He could tell that I was an emotional mess, and I wasn't acting normal. It took a deep breath, and searched his eyes for the answers that weren't coming to me. I swallowed loudly, and looked at the ground. "Gabriella?" he asked with worry etching his voice. My anxious brown eyes met his confused blue ones. How was I supposed to tell him this? "I don't know how to say it other than this.." I said and he waited for me to continue. I inhaled an uneasy breath, and continued, "I love you, Troy. I have for four years now." I shakily stated. I searched his face for a response I so desperately needed, I needed that closure, I guess. But now I regret telling him. His eyebrows furrowed and went back to normal, as if trying to find the words to say to me. The silence was killing me. "Troy.." I said. He just shook his head, and ran to his car, and drove away. Away from me.
That day, I lost my best friend.
Have you ever had to love someone
That just don't feel the same.
Trying to make somebody care
for you, the way I do.
Is like trying to catch the rain.
If love is really forever, I'm a winner at a losing game.
There will probably be a sequel to this, I'm 99.9% sure. Just review, and tell me what you think. I think it kind of sucks, but you tell me.