Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies.

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He stands in the alleyway, waiting for her.

She's in bed with another man.

He begins to pace, every once in a while stopping to look up and down the street.

She doesn't care that he's alone. She doesn't care that he's worried. She loves him, but she loves everyone else, too.

He sits, knowing what she's doing. Knowing that she still does it, even though she knows that he had found her out.

He bites his lip, blinking away the burning sensation behind his eyes.

"Pie?"

He looks up to see his friend. "Yeah, Swift?" he asks, his voice wobbly.

"She do it again?"

"Yeah."

Swifty sits down beside his friend. "Ya know, you don't need ta go through dis. Dere're people who'll be happy wid just you. Dere're people who love ya."

Pie Eater laughs harshly. "No, dere ain't, Swift."

"Yes, there is." the other boy presses.

"Name one." Pie Eater challenges. Swifty turns red and swallows.

"Me." He whispers, and leans foreword to catch Pie Eater's lips with his own

Later that night, Pie Eater lays with Swifty, sleeping.

She lays with another boy, thinking of him.

He doesn't care for her.

She wants the man beside her to be him.

But, as it always is in this world, only one person can be happy.

He is, and it makes her miserable.

But she should have thought of that before.

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That ended up TOTALLY different than what I had planned with in the beginning. But WOO! Pie/Swifty!

I'm not sure if I like it, but I'm ecstatic to be writing anything cause I've been suffering severe writer's block. Damn it all.

And since no one reviewed Miserable, I have no shout-outs.

Sad, sad, sad.

Poor Tab.