A/N Today coincidentally marks my 3 years in . Aubrey is in italics. Stacie is not. Bold is from the song Atlantis by Seafret.

Atlantis

The birds that left the trees

The light bores into me

I can feel you lying there all on your own

We got here the hard way

All those words that we exchange

Is it any wonder things get dark?

From momentarily lifting gaze on the line of books in the library and making eye contact to the set of blue eyes on the other side of the mahogany bookshelf to nervous smiles in that eventful acapella audition. From accidentally brushing of arms during rehearsals to unconsciously ending up next to each other whether sitting on the Bella's bus or in the couch because of Chloe's insisted movie bonding night. From hesitantly texting a hey to ask a question about a topic in class that you really can't decipher to late night phone calls, ranting and venting on exams you think you flunked. From grabbing coffee after Monday morning class to regularly eating lunch wherever she feels like.

Cause in my heart and in my head

I'll never take back the things I said

So high above, I feel it coming down

She said in my heart and in my head

Tell me why this has to end

Oh no, oh no

From the unexpectedly popping out of familiar green eyes in the Bella's audition to politely nodding in the quad or in the silent hallways of the library. From brief side way glance in cardio to encouraging pat in the back when you see her sulking while reading with knitted brows and a pout. From a tentative hey how can I help you to sharing a fistful of laughter about some secret joke you two only know earning both of you amused looks from the other Bellas. From talking about mundane subjects about school to more personal random facts about growing up and what-not. From having the same order in coffee to study session turns to impromptu sleep over.

I can't save us, my Atlantis, we fall

We built this town on shaky ground

I can't save us, my Atlantis, oh no

We built it up to pull it down

A year of unintentional friendship that never crossed your mind, friendship that you try your best not to over analyze. A bond you know that has an expiration date, a self destruct button and you try, try your best not to yearn for more. You keep telling yourself that the butterflies you feel in your stomach every time she calls your name is nothing. You convince yourself that the little voice in your head saying it's too late to back down now is just an illusion and you ignore the skipping of your heart every time she laughs at your lame attempt of joke. But when it's late at night and you lay in your bed, the moment before you give in to the lull of sleep, you finally admit to yourself that yes, you have fallen in love with your friend. The feeling is so new to you, a connection you never felt before with someone, a connection that goes beyond the physical affection you're accustom with.

Now all the birds have fled

The hurt just leaves me scared

Losing everything I've ever known

It's all become too much

Maybe I'm not built for love

If I knew that I could reach you

I would go

People has the idea of you as the very uptight, stuck-up blonde, the predator that breathes out fire on your prey's neck, the this and that that makes people look the other way when you walk past them. You try not to care what people think of you because you know that in time you will leave and whatever mishap that has happened, you will have the chance to start again and that's what matters to you the most. You limit sharing yourself; you don't want anything and anyone to hold you down when the time comes. You are so sure of yourself, your plans, your goals and your dreams, all written down in the book you call life. You are so focus on polishing your future that you failed to notice that someone has etched your well constructed façade.

It's in my heart and in my head

You can't take back the things you said

So high above, I feel it coming down

She said in my heart and in my head

Tell me why this has to end

Oh no, oh no

You know that it is best to keep your mouth shut, that whatever you are feeling right now wouldn't matter because you know what she feels about attachments she doesn't want. So you bottle up your emotion, keep it in a safe, tuck away in a place you never yourself allow to go. You decide that you'd rather suffer silently not having her as yours than not having her at all.

I can't save us my Atlantis, we fall

We built this town on shaky ground

I can't save us my Atlantis, oh no

We built it up to pull it down

The day you've been waiting for has come. Your bags are pack, shelves empty. The room that once yours is now bare staring, taunting you. You feel a presence in the doorway and you already know who it is. You turn your head around and feel your heart sink. You are not prepared for the assault of emotions when you see her face. You shift your eyes on hers, you offer a small smile and in that moment you feel that something inside you clicks. She smiles and you know that she feels it too.