A/N: Tada! Here's more! This was gonna originally be Will/Heather but then I just decided to make it a Will-feels-self-pity-and-depression-then-finds-another-girl fic!

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Will

Valentine's Day.

To Will, this was now the worst day of the year. It was the one day where his friends would call and brag about how well their relationships were going and all that, while he was just sitting there on his own. By himself. Alone.

Heather left him and that was that.

It had been months. He didn't even think about getting over her. They'd been together since high school. He was lucky she even went out with him for so long.

But he didn't understand. He could've easily left her for his friends in a heartbeat. But did he do that? No. He was too good of a boyfriend and he stayed and supported her and helped her, and yet she didn't have that strength and she left. It didn't make sense to him.

But for some reason, he still loved her. Or maybe it was the kid he was feeling the love for. She took his son with her, not even bothering to let him say goodbye. It was just one moment the kid was there, the next Will would never see him again.

He figured he'd better get out of the house, maybe go visit one of his friends if they weren't already doing some Valentine's Day fucking. He grabbed his coat and his wallet and walked out of the house, the first time in about a week. He looked absolutely rugged, his hair was disheveled and messy, his clothes reeked of smoke and pot, he'd even been growing some terribly annoying stubble around his chin. Basically, if anyone didn't know who he was, they'd assume he was just some homeless creep.

He just kept walking down the street, waiting for something to catch his attention. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed an old music store that him and his friends would always hang out in. He smiled and steered himself in that direction, just for old time's sake.

Once inside, he heard all those corny oldies love songs playing over the sound system. It sounded awful, considering that the store specialized in rock music. He just cringed and continued to look through the store.

"I know…it sucks." A voice rang from behind him. He jumped and shot around only to find a girl right behind him. They had the same matching black dyed hair, hers with a few red streaks. She wore a tight fitting Led Zeppelin t-shirt with a nametag on, a short black skirt, ripped fishnets….she looked perfect. Nothing like Heather did. She always refused to get into that punk shit, as she called it.

"Sorry…" she apologized. "Did I scare you?"

"No…no…" He quickly backed away from her before she could tell he was staring at her. "You're fine…"

She giggled and walked back behind the counter and shut the music off, and soon it was replaced by the sounds of Pink Floyd's "Wish You Were Here" filling the room.

"I love this song…" she smiled, walking back over to him.

"You like Pink Floyd?" he asked her, beginning to stroll down an aisle of alternative hits.

"Love them…Always have."

He just shook his head, like he was trying to shake a bad memory away. "You're like the first girl I've met who shares the same taste in music as me."

"Oh?" she smirked, following him. "You and your girlfriend are totally different people, then?"

He just paused right where he was. There he went again, thinking about Heather. "I…I don't have a girlfriend."

She looked kind of embarrassed as she moved in a bit closer to him. "I'm sorry…I just figured a stud like you would always have a girl on his arms…."

"Well, I don't…"

She smiled and held her hand out to him, "I'm Lacey."

"Will…" he mumbled, grabbing her hand and shaking it. She was being kind of flirty with him now that she knew he was single. He didn't mind, though. She seemed like a cool person, someone so similar to him, and she was very attractive at that.

"So…you're all alone on Valentine's Day too?" she asked him, a bit of remorse lining her voice.

"Yeah…"

She smiled and put her hand on his shoulder. "I get out at five. Maybe we can, you know, do something."

Oh, she was flirting with him. He couldn't say no, it would break her. "Sure…." He half smiled, watching her smile and go back behind the counter.

"See you tonight Will…"

He nodded and just calmly walked out of the store. SCORE!

He couldn't believe what just happened. They went out, got some food, ran off to a club, got super drunk, came back to his apartment and had the best sex Will ever had.

She was lying asleep in his arms afterwards, her head gently rising and falling with his chest. He just smiled like an idiot and watched her sleep, looking so peaceful. He leaned forward a bit and placed a kiss on her forehead. He noticed that after this night, Heather wasn't on his mind anymore. He honestly didn't care….he was in love.

A/N; awwww….Willy

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