Disclaimer: Not. Mine.
Song: Potential Breakup Song by Aly and AJ
Character(s)/POV(s): Kel, Neal
Pairing: Hinted K/N
Reason: I have no idea...DropletsofSalt requested it, so if you want to know, ask her...
A/N: This is probably a very bad songfic...well, that's what I get for writing a songfic that has a pairing that I don't support, and no inspiration...anyway, the next one will be posted when I have at least two reviews, k?(I went a little songfic crazy, I've written three and a half of them in the last two days..) Enjoy!

Grace of Masbolle - You bet! It's done as we speak, and will be up after the next one. Thanks for suggesting it, it was a great idea! If you have any more suggestions, please, feel free to tell me.

cynic.in.a.fishbowl - To clarify, George is not dead. I couldn't bare to let him stay dead, who knows why...actually, I haven't even figured out how he avoided death...

Thanks to my other reviewers, your praise means alot to me.

It took too long, it took too long, it took too long
For you to call back
And normally I would just forget that
Except for the fact that it was my birthday
My stupid birthday

"Neal. You forgot about the party I had for my birthday." Kel watched her friend, who she now felt she was in love with. Neal looked up at her, distracted by the notes he was looking at. "I did? Sorry, Kel." He looked back at his notes, saying nothing more.

I played along, I played along, I played along
Rolled right off my back
But obviously my armor was cracked
What kind of a boyfriend would forget that
Who would forget that

Kel watched him later that week, the fact that he'd missed her small celebration didn't bother her, but he nonchalance, and the fact that he didn't seem to care did. How could he forget? He'd made some obvious attempt to court her, recently, so what had changed?

The type of guy who doesn't see
What he has until she leaves
Don't let me go
'Cuz without me you know you're lost
Wise up now or pay the cost
Soon you will know

You're not livin' – 'til you're livin'
Livin' with me
You're not winnin' – 'til you're winnin'
Winnin' me
You're not getting' – 'til you're getting'
Getting' me
You're not livin' – 'til you're livin'
Livin' for me

After a while, Kel stopped talking to him. That caught Neal off guard. He hadn't expected her to do that. What had he done wrong?

She thought she'd made that choice for a good reason, maybe he'd realize that he'd be lost without her. Or maybe he'd be the Meathead that Dom accused him of being. He wasn't winning her in the supposed courtship, and he most certainly didn't seem to care anymore.

This is the potential breakup song
Our album needs just one
Oh baby please, please tell me

We got along, we got along, we got along
Until you did that
Now all I want is just my stuff back
Do you get that
Let me repeat that
I want my stuff back

You can send it in a box
I don't care just drop it off
I won't be home
'Cuz without me you know you're lost
Minus you I'm better off
Soon you will know

Neal,

I need that bruise balm back. Just leave it at my room.

Kel

Really, now she felt like she was free, without Neal tagging along. It was odd how liberating it was.

You're not livin' – 'til you're livin'
Livin' with me
You're not winnin' – 'til you're winnin'
Winnin' me
You're not getting' – 'til you're getting'
Getting' me
You're not livin' – 'til you're livin'
Livin' for me

You can try, you can try
You know I know it'd be a lie
Without me you're gonna die
So you better think clearly clearly
Before you nearly nearly
Bust up the situation you're gonna miss
Dearly dearly
Come on

Neal watched her in the mess hall, he was really confused now, he'd apparently done something to irk her. After a while, he just had to face it, it looked like he'd lost her, romantically at least. He was really going to miss that.

You're not livin' – 'til you're livin'
Livin' with me
You're not winnin' – 'til you're winnin'
Winnin' me
You're not gettin' – 'til you're gettin'
Gettin' me
You're not livin' – 'til you're livin'
Livin' for me

This is the potential breakup song
Our album needs just one
Oh baby please, please tell me
This is the potential makeup song
Please just admit you're wrong
Which will it be, which will it be?

'Come on, Neal. Just admit you were wrong, I'll forgive you. Make up you mind,' Kel thought, her hazel eyes tracking him as he walked out of the mess hall. 'What'll it be, Neal?'

A/N: Done? Then, please, review!

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