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The Story of Us Chapter 10
Teardrops on my Guitar
Tuesday. Wednesday. Thursday.
I haven't spoken to Wen since Monday, the day of the cook out.
Jules found out about the kiss Wen and I had.
It still bothered me he didn't even seem to care about the kiss. I mean, kissing your best friend has to mean something, if I am even still his best friend. I was on my way to Dante's where I was going to meet Ray, Stella, Scott, Mo and Charlie for pizza before my performance.
I spent the day at my dad's small apartment. It was nice. It had one bedroom, a bathroom, kitchen, dining room, and a small room with a couch and a tv. I was walking to the pizzeria and almost in front of it, when I bumped into, you guessed it, Wen.
"Oh, sorry!" I said nervously looking up at him.
"Oh, hey Olivia," he sounded nervous too.
I have felt awkward around him ever since the kiss.
He must've read my mind.
"Can we talk about the… uh, kiss?" he asked.
He nervously rubbed the back of his neck and my heart began to beat faster.
"Whats there to talk about?" I shrugged. "It shouldn't of happened. It was a mistake."
I tried to walk past him but he held me back.
"No, Olivia. I didn't mean that." He sighed. "I was just freaking out because of me and Jules."
I just looked at him.
"And hurting you was the last thing I wanted to do. And don't thing that kiss didn't mean anything to me"
I bit my lip.
"Your still my best friend, Liv. You always will be.
"Thanks Wen." I smiled up and him before I continued my walk to Dante's
"And Olivia?" he called back to me.
I turned around just in front of the door of Dante's. "Yeah?"
"For the record, you're a way better kisser than Jules."
I blushed and went into pizzeria.
I joined everyone at a table with a large pizza in the center of it.
"Hey, where have you been?" Ray asked as I sat down between him and Mo.
"Yeah, and why do you look so, happy?" Mo questioned.
"No reason," I bit my lip, fighting a smile.
"Oh come on, Liv, something's up." Stella said.
"Mhm! I'm not saying anything. My lips are sealed." I dragged my thumb and index finger across my closed lips as if it were a zipper and acted to throw the key behind my back.
I stood up on stage, alone this time. I was doing an acoustic song I wrote recently. I sat on a stool in front of the mic and strummed the first cord of the song.
He looks at me
I fake a smile so he won't see
What I want and I need
And everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful
That girl he talks about
And she's got everything
That I have to live without
He talks to me
I laugh 'cause it's just so funny
I can't even see
Anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love
He's finally got it right
I wonder if he knows
He's all I think about at night
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do
Drew walks by me
Can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She better hold him tight
Give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes
And know she's lucky 'cause
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do
So I drive home alone
As I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down
And maybe get some sleep tonight
'Cuz he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do
He's the time taken up but there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into
He looks at me
I fake a smile so he won't see
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~Melody