Author's Note: Sorry for the late update guys, it's midterms from where I came from so I really needed to study. Hope you'll enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not know any of these people

Damian's POV:

It's been months since the competition, and I still haven't forgotten about her. I know I should move on with my life, but how could I? She was the only thing that I wanted; I'm willing to exchange my win in the glee project just to be her boyfriend…husband, to grow old with her. But I know that's impossible now, after Cameron's announcement, I know I should start to move on. She already has a boyfriend, or I assume it to be, but I can't think of another possible explanation, so that must be probably it. I always thought she liked me back, from the way she talks to me, her gestures, everything! But I guess I was just fooling myself, deluded by my own ego and my desires to be with her.

Eventhough it killed me inside, I ignored all of her messages in facebook, declined all of her requests to chat in skype, and urged not to follow her back in twitter. I thought, maybe the lack of communication will help me to move on, but to my dismay, it didn't. Ironically, I realized that the more I try to detach myself, the more I have this longing for her beautiful presence. I cursed this mysterious paradox as it was ruining my life, and is getting in the way of my career. At the start of the competition, this was never part of the plan, but my stupid heart just had to fall. I continued to torture myself for days, weeks, months…honestly I lost count, but you get the idea. Then out of the blue, I got a call from Robert. He told us that there will be a mandatory reunion for all of the contestants, including an interview for the premiere of the glee project. I was ecstatic and excited to be back with Cameron, Hannah, and dare I say it, with her. Even just for a glimpse, maybe it will finally satisfy my heart if I see her one last time, and might stop bugging me for a while.

One week later…

At the studio, I was attacked by my friends, Cameron and Hannah and we greeted each other with our usual quirky gestures. We talked for a while when I saw a familiar figure coming inside the room. Her beautiful figure hugged by her perfectly fitted dress started to walk inside. I stared at her, and she looked at me back. She smiled at me, but I quickly turned away and talked to Cameron and Hannah. I saw her frown as she walked to her friends, Alex and Emily. When it was lunch time, I accidentally spilled some orange juice in my shirt and excused myself from the table. I went to the bathroom and tried to remove the stain but it wouldn't go away. Defeated, I went out of the comfort room, and I saw Marissa standing in the corner with a mixture of a sad and angry look, her hands were also crossed meaning she doesn't look to happy.

"Hey Damian"

"Oh…hey Marissa" I said casually.

"So what's up with you? You never returned my messages in facebook or accepted any of my calls in skype, and on top of it all, the first thing I got from you when I arrived here was a cold shoulder. Do you hate me? Tell me what did I do wrong?" Marissa said, her voice starting to crack. I sensed that she was holding back her tears and was refusing to cry. I felt really horrible; it was the biggest punch in the face that I have felt and no bullying from highschool could be compared to the pain that I felt when she told me those words.

"no..no…it's not like that" I said frantically as I approached her.

"I was just busy, and I did not mean to give you the cold shoulder, I just felt really embarrassed since we haven't talked for a while. I don't hate you…little missy" I told her, using the nickname that I gave her when we used to be in the competition.

She pouted like a child. God! I miss that cute face of hers. "But we're friends! Friends don't do that to each other"

Yeah…friends…nothing more, nothing less. That's all we'll ever be. I thought to myself. She might have noticed that I suddenly became quiet because she suddenly looked at me, smiled, and to my surprise, hugged me.

"I missed you, you leprechaun!" she told me accompanied by a little giggle.

I tensed at first, then loosened up and hugged her back

"I missed you too little missy!"

Things went better that expected. We talked for a while and we did not notice that by the time that we were done, it was already night time. We laughed at how time went by as we parted ways and went to our respective rooms. We were too full to eat dinner and decided to sleep the whole night through. The whole night, the smile that I had never disappeared as it was definitely the best day of my life.

URL:

I can no longer find the link, but it was approximately a 45 minute long interview with Tiffany and fans got to ask questions to the cast members of the glee project.

During the interview, Tiffany asked us about the show, what our experiences were like, and how the show ultimately changed our perspective in life. It was all fun and all the questions were pretty easy to answer, when suddenly tiffany asked one question that I was trying to avoid.

"So Damian, who was your crush among your fellow cast members?"

I gulped. I really wanted to tell her the truth, and screw everything else. I don't care if she has a boyfriend; she needs to know how I really felt about her. I looked at the back, where she was sitting and smiled at her. As I was about to say her name, I saw Cameron's sullen look and I remembered everything. I saw her with another guy. They seemed really close as she hugged him when they saw each other…I'm sorry. I thought that my confession might destroy our friendship, and I might regret that more than telling everybody the truth. So like what I always do, I lied.

"All of them looked really beautiful, but I didn't have a crush"

Tiffany laughed "What a politically correct answer" and she laughed once more. Then, there was an awkward silence. I looked again at the back and for a second, I could've sworn that Marissa had a sad face, but it quickly went away. And fortunately, like the good friend that he was, Cameron teased me with another girl in order to avoid suspicion.

"It's Lindsay!" Cameron shouted.

"Yeah!"

"It was definitely Lindsay!"

"I knew it!"

The other cast members started to react but Marissa was silent. I shook my head; I shouldn't become delusional again and should accept reality as it is. She'll never learn to love me back, and all of those gestures that she showed me were all inside of my head. Created by a lonely buffoon that thought that the person he likes would actually like him back.

I really love her, I actually do…

But I guess, she'll just never know…

Author's note: And that's the end of this story. Please do not kill the author, I still have plans in my life. ^_^ Anyway, I noticed there were some unanswered questions, like who really is the guy with marissa? (I figured I shouldn't have asked that last chapter). Do her gestures suggest that she liked him back? And if that's the case, then why did she choose Sam in pairability week. So I was thinking of putting a bonus chapter regarding a summary of Marissa's POV from all of this. What do you guys think? Please review :D