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Title: I'd Lie
Summary: A song fic about Langston's feelings for Cole.
Disclaimer: I don't own OLTL or Taylor Swift's song I'd Lie they belong to their rightful owners.
I don't think the 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
I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke I fake a smile
That I know all his favorite songs
And . . .
Langston Wilde sighed as she slipped into the passenger's seat of Cole Thornhart's simple blue Toyota Corolla; a passenger seat had never looked this good to her before. They were leaving Heather's sweet sixteen party. Starr had left early leaving the two of them alone and now they were leaving together having no reason to stay. As he told her about the dance he shared with her best friend she simply nodded her head and began counting all the colors of brown in his beautiful big chocolate eyes.
He swore he he'd never fall in love again because of Starr as he ran his fingers through his hair. Langston couldn't help but laugh as she hoped he was wrong about his declaration. She tucked a strand of her dark hair behind her ear realizing the thought of them together probably never crossed his mind. He told her a joke and all she did was fake a smile as she remembered all his favorite songs.
I could tell you his favorite colors green
He loved 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
Langston sighed as she watched Cole at his locker she knew that just like him and Starr were fighting a losing battle to stay a part she was fighting a losing battle to admit her feelings for him. If someone asked her about Cole she could tell them his favorite color is green that he loves to argue and was born on the seventeenth of May. She once saw a picture of his father that he kept in his locker they had the same beautiful chocolate eyes but if you asked her if she loved him she'd lie.
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 sees everything in black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine
Cole looked around the school's gym innocently overlooking the fact that Langston couldn't stop staring at him because he was so focused on the petite dark-haired blonde next to her. The taller of the girls rolled her eyes thinking in her head. Shouldn't a light go off? Can't he see me staring at him? Doesn't he know I've had him memorized for so long?
Shaking her head she knew he saw everything in black and white, but shades of grey weren't an option for the former football star. He never let anyone see him cry after the steroid mess and she never let anyone see her wishing she was his.
I could tell you his favorite colors green
He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
His sisters beautiful, he has his father's eyes
And if you ask 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
He'd never tell you 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
Langston smiled when she walked past the gym and heard the familiar strumming of a guitar. She knew it was Cole because she was the only one who knew he played guitar. He never told anyone else that was the only secret between them; he never even told Starr. She knew he could see through Starr's faulty attempts at trying to get over him, Brittany's usage of Henry but the one thing he couldn't see through was her heart; the one thing she wanted him to.
Every morning her first thought was always Cole Thornhart is one beautiful guy. Shaking her head as she would put on her makeup she couldn't help but pray for a miracle that today was the day he would notice her and forget about Starr.
I could tell you his favorite colors green
He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
His sisters beautiful, he has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him
I'd lie
You could ask Langston a lot of things about Cole but if you ever asked her if she loves him she's always lie.