Disclaimer: Danny Phantom—owned by Butch Hartman and Nickelodeon. All rights reserved, blah, blah, blah. "Nobody Wants to be Lonely"—owned by Christina Aguilera, Ricky Martin, and the record companies concerning those two. All rights reserved, blah, blah, blah once more.

A quick note: Hmm, I'm on a roll tonight. Well, a rolling chair anyway. (grins cheekily) Anyway, I listened to this song over and over while I wrote this little story. It's short, but it's supposed to be. It's cuter that way, trust me. I don't let any stupid dialogue get in the way (though it's helpful for fluff like "What a girl Wants" but anyway), and the paragraphs are longer than my paragraphs usually are. Also, guys, I take requests so if you ever want me to write a story about a certain song, please let me know! Also, I'd appreciate it if you include an idea with the song so I have somewhere to start. Sam (Samantha-Girl Scout) is really helpful in that department. (huggles Sam)

Reviews: Samantha-Girl Scout, cutereviewgirl, shadowedstar213, Bubble Phantom, Red's-Fury.

Nobody Wants to be Lonely

Lilac eyes gazed up at the stars, a soft sigh escaping her full, red lips. Long raven hair fell past her shoulders, unbound and shifting slightly with the gentle breeze. She pulled her legs to her chest, resting her chin upon her knees. Tears slipped down her pale cheeks, her slim figure shaking as she attempted to control the sobs that threatened to destroy her. It wasn't her fault, she tried to remind herself. He had left her because of other issues, not because of her. She shook her head, turning away from the stars to gaze around her dark room. Intermixed with posters of gothic circuses and dark bands were photos of she and her friends.

Her friends… She missed them, but she missed one particular black-haired blue-eyed boy in particular. He had been the one that tried to warn her. No, he hadn't tried to warn her; she stubbornly turned her eyes back to the stars and away from his smiling face. He hadn't tried to warn her that she had been moving to fast. He was jealous, and they both knew it. He had made it quite clear with her first boyfriend that he didn't like watching her with other guys, but he also made it rather obvious that he never planned to make a move on her himself. So, she found someone else, and he had not been happy.

But Jeremy had seemed like the real deal. He was smart, sensitive, witty, sarcastic, and goth. He had seemed perfect. They dated all through high school, and she had smugly watched her blue-eyed first love suffer and wallow in the torment he had put his own heart through. After high school, the threesome kind of went their different ways. Their African-American techno geek friend had finally gotten a girl, and they were going steady through college. The reluctant half ghost hero, however, had not been so lucky. Unable to hold a steady job because of ghost hunting, he continuously got fired. College wasn't an option for him simply because he knew he wouldn't make it.

And she—the sarcastic, morbid humored one of the group—had agreed to elope with Jeremy. She still remembered the day she told them. The techno geek had been excited for her simply because she was happy. The half ghost hero? Well, he had simply stared at her with a slightly gaping mouth. The pain in his eyes was replaced only moments later by the green-eyed beast known as jealousy. In this young man's case, his eye literally glowed green. He argued with her, telling her to rethink her decision, that she was moving too fast. Even for as long as those two had been dating, they both knew nothing about each other—something that her blue-eyed first love should've never known.

Just like the first guy, he had ignorantly revealed that he'd been spying on her again. The two friends had a huge fight, which the techno-geek managed to escape. Fuming and glowering with rage, she had returned to her house to pack. Her anger fueled her, and she packed in half the time she thought she would. She went to Jeremy's house earlier than they had agreed simply because she had nothing else to do. When she walked into his room, however, she found him in bed with another woman. That had torn her heart in two: her best friend had betrayed her trust once more, and her fiancée was cheating on her.

The lilac-eyed young woman bit her lip to keep from crying, longing for the memories to just go away. She leaned her forehead against the glass, closing her eyes tightly. In her heart, she knew her reluctant hero had known about the cheating, but she could never bring herself to apologize to him or face him again at all. Alone and brokenhearted, she remained in Amity Park. The techno geek had been accepted to his first choice college, and he and his girlfriend immediately moved out there. As for the hero? She didn't even know where he was. She had once run into his older sister in the super market, and she had mentioned something about a girl and leaving Amity Park forever.

"Danny," she breathed, speaking his name for the first time in many months as tears continued to course down her cheeks. "Danny, please don't leave me…"

She felt as though her heart had stopped as strong arms suddenly wrapped around her waist, a figure sitting behind her at the window seat. She moved from her position to lean against his chest, gazing up at a face as familiar to her as the darkness she loved so much. Lime green eyes gazed out the window at the stars, snow-white hair ruffled by the breeze blowing through the partially open window. She closed her eyes for a moment as the familiar blue rings moved up and down his body, opening them once more to gaze into the eyes of her first love. Crystal blue eyes gazed down at her, raven bangs casting a shadow upon his handsome face.

No words passed between them as they gazed at each other, and he finally returned his gaze to the window, looking out. His arms tightened around her waist, pulling her closer to him, and she gladly curled up in his lap, resting her head against his strong chest. She sighed softly and closed her eyes as his thumb brushed against her cheek, erasing her tears of pain and misery. His head rested atop hers as she opened her eyes once more to gaze out at the stars with him. She felt as though she should say something to him, but nothing seemed right. Words were useless at a time like this. All that mattered was that he had forgiven her, and he was here with her now. Suddenly, she didn't feel so lonely anymore.

She snuggled closer into his chest then whispered, "Thank you."