Shape of My Heart: Torn Squares
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy as much as I want to...Blah, blah...
The song 'Torn' is mine.
This is just a shorty about Selphie, Irvine, Quistis and Zell. I know, I know... actually I don't but okay. If you don't get the title, you will eventually.
Sort of POV: Irvine
Irvine was awoken by an annoying sound on the bed stand. He turned to see his alarm clock blaring, the numbers blinking five o'clock. *Too early,* he thought to himself. Then he remembered why he had set it so early. It was July 16th. That meant one thing. Selphie's birthday. He grinned. He had a surprise for her. The gang had come together and decided that they would do something for the sparky gal's b-day. Quistis had set up the entire party balancing her teaching career. Squall decided he would buy the food. Rinoa got a list of presents to buy and money pitched in by everyone. Zell got the decorations. He was still a little steamed, remembering how Seifer of all people had pitched in to help 'chickenwuss' buy the balloons and streamers. And lastly, Quistis asked Irvine if he could help with the decorating. He hastily agreed to it when Selphie had rounded the corner. He sighed. She always gave him a boingy sensation in his heart. It was love. Real, larger than life love. Even though she had laughed at him the first time he told her she loved him, she kept saying those three words he wanted to hear so much. He sighed again knowing the decorations wouldn't get done by themselves.
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POV: Selphie
Selphie was wide awake. It was her big 2-5 birthday. Knowing the others, they would probably have wanted to wake up early to set up the quad or something for her birthday. So she decided to stay in her room, clean a bit here and there and then settle back on her bed and think. She thought about the first time Irvine had said he loved her. It was a while after her last birthday. She had laughed at him, thinking he was just saying it. But the hurt expressions in his eyes told a different story. She had quickly apologized and had felt bad for the rest of the week. She repeatedly said that she loved him, but she was worried that he could care less. Now that she thought about it, she wasn't sure if part of her heart was for Irvine. She sighed and stared straight ahead to the ceiling.
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POV: Zell
Zell sighed. Sweet Selphie would never be his. As much as he loved her... she still loved Irvine. He remembered he saw her crying in the training room a week after her 24th birthday. He comforted her and had found out the real reason for her crying. It was because Irvine had said that he loved her. She had laughed thinking it was a joke. But it wasn't. She felt so bad that she laughed. She wanted Irvine to know that she loved him just as much as he, but the words didn't come out right. His heart felt like it had been ripped out at that moment. He loved Selphie. He really loved her. He knew she and Irvine had been an item since forever, but... he wanted those emerald eyes, the sweet laughter, her soft skin... oh, he loved her so much. He gave a low groan and left his dorm room to see if Irvine needed any more help decorating the quad for Selphie's birthday.
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POV: Quistis
Quistis woke up, staring at the clock. She forgot to set her alarm and had woken up fifteen minutes late. She looked at her bed stand where a picture of the gang smiled back at her. The tall auburn hair cowboy was what was nagging at her. She sighed. Irvine. She liked Irvine a lot. A lot, a lot. That was why she had asked whether he would volunteered to help her with the decorations. She sighed again and dragged herself out of bed. She knew she could never have a chance with Irvine. He loved Selphie too much. Again she sighed and left her dorm room to meet Irvine in the quad.
He's my best friend, he's my boyfriend
He's a good guy, he's a good boy
I am torn, who do I love?
I am torn, who do I love?
I'm living in a dilemma, have to make a choice
Known one guy all my life, met this guy at the job
Don't know why but whenever I'm by their sides
I melt down, turn to goo
Gotta choose him or you
I am torn, I've been warned
I am torn, who do I love
Got to decide, who to choose
I am torn, who do I love
Want you both, life isn't fair
Who do I love
She's my best friend, she's my girlfriend
She's so perfect, she's so sexy
I am torn, who do I love?
I am torn, who do I love?
I'm living in a dilemma, have to make a choice
Lived next to her all my life, met this girl once or twice
Don't know why but whenever I'm with them
I feel overwhelmed, what a man
Gotta choose, know I can
I am torn, I've been warned
I am torn, who do I love
Gotta decide, who to choose
I am torn, who do I love
Want you both, life isn't fair
Who do I love
~~ Jaye (ResurreXtion) suggested I redo this story. I read it over and realized what she meant. I'm sorry I've been very stupid people. There could be a revote on who gets who again either through my e-mail: sacrifice3@dr.com or put it on your review otherwise I'll just recount the votes from last time and cut out double (in Jaye's case twenty) votes. And as the great Jaye says, flames are always welcome.
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy as much as I want to...Blah, blah...
The song 'Torn' is mine.
This is just a shorty about Selphie, Irvine, Quistis and Zell. I know, I know... actually I don't but okay. If you don't get the title, you will eventually.
Sort of POV: Irvine
Irvine was awoken by an annoying sound on the bed stand. He turned to see his alarm clock blaring, the numbers blinking five o'clock. *Too early,* he thought to himself. Then he remembered why he had set it so early. It was July 16th. That meant one thing. Selphie's birthday. He grinned. He had a surprise for her. The gang had come together and decided that they would do something for the sparky gal's b-day. Quistis had set up the entire party balancing her teaching career. Squall decided he would buy the food. Rinoa got a list of presents to buy and money pitched in by everyone. Zell got the decorations. He was still a little steamed, remembering how Seifer of all people had pitched in to help 'chickenwuss' buy the balloons and streamers. And lastly, Quistis asked Irvine if he could help with the decorating. He hastily agreed to it when Selphie had rounded the corner. He sighed. She always gave him a boingy sensation in his heart. It was love. Real, larger than life love. Even though she had laughed at him the first time he told her she loved him, she kept saying those three words he wanted to hear so much. He sighed again knowing the decorations wouldn't get done by themselves.
~
POV: Selphie
Selphie was wide awake. It was her big 2-5 birthday. Knowing the others, they would probably have wanted to wake up early to set up the quad or something for her birthday. So she decided to stay in her room, clean a bit here and there and then settle back on her bed and think. She thought about the first time Irvine had said he loved her. It was a while after her last birthday. She had laughed at him, thinking he was just saying it. But the hurt expressions in his eyes told a different story. She had quickly apologized and had felt bad for the rest of the week. She repeatedly said that she loved him, but she was worried that he could care less. Now that she thought about it, she wasn't sure if part of her heart was for Irvine. She sighed and stared straight ahead to the ceiling.
~
POV: Zell
Zell sighed. Sweet Selphie would never be his. As much as he loved her... she still loved Irvine. He remembered he saw her crying in the training room a week after her 24th birthday. He comforted her and had found out the real reason for her crying. It was because Irvine had said that he loved her. She had laughed thinking it was a joke. But it wasn't. She felt so bad that she laughed. She wanted Irvine to know that she loved him just as much as he, but the words didn't come out right. His heart felt like it had been ripped out at that moment. He loved Selphie. He really loved her. He knew she and Irvine had been an item since forever, but... he wanted those emerald eyes, the sweet laughter, her soft skin... oh, he loved her so much. He gave a low groan and left his dorm room to see if Irvine needed any more help decorating the quad for Selphie's birthday.
~
POV: Quistis
Quistis woke up, staring at the clock. She forgot to set her alarm and had woken up fifteen minutes late. She looked at her bed stand where a picture of the gang smiled back at her. The tall auburn hair cowboy was what was nagging at her. She sighed. Irvine. She liked Irvine a lot. A lot, a lot. That was why she had asked whether he would volunteered to help her with the decorations. She sighed again and dragged herself out of bed. She knew she could never have a chance with Irvine. He loved Selphie too much. Again she sighed and left her dorm room to meet Irvine in the quad.
He's my best friend, he's my boyfriend
He's a good guy, he's a good boy
I am torn, who do I love?
I am torn, who do I love?
I'm living in a dilemma, have to make a choice
Known one guy all my life, met this guy at the job
Don't know why but whenever I'm by their sides
I melt down, turn to goo
Gotta choose him or you
I am torn, I've been warned
I am torn, who do I love
Got to decide, who to choose
I am torn, who do I love
Want you both, life isn't fair
Who do I love
She's my best friend, she's my girlfriend
She's so perfect, she's so sexy
I am torn, who do I love?
I am torn, who do I love?
I'm living in a dilemma, have to make a choice
Lived next to her all my life, met this girl once or twice
Don't know why but whenever I'm with them
I feel overwhelmed, what a man
Gotta choose, know I can
I am torn, I've been warned
I am torn, who do I love
Gotta decide, who to choose
I am torn, who do I love
Want you both, life isn't fair
Who do I love
~~ Jaye (ResurreXtion) suggested I redo this story. I read it over and realized what she meant. I'm sorry I've been very stupid people. There could be a revote on who gets who again either through my e-mail: sacrifice3@dr.com or put it on your review otherwise I'll just recount the votes from last time and cut out double (in Jaye's case twenty) votes. And as the great Jaye says, flames are always welcome.