All of the quotes in these are (c) whoever said/wrote them. I just think they're well suited for these oneshots.

Harvest Moon (c) Natsume

"Everyone tells me I should forget about you, you don't deserve me. They're right, you don't deserve me, but I deserve you."

Mark

Chelsea and I were on the dock with our fishing poles. It was quite chilly for a summer morning; both of us were wearing light wind breakers. Hers was red, matching her bandana, while mine was blue, matching my baseball cap. We chatted about the island as we sat.

"So, you have your eye on a certain someone?" she asked, nudging me in the side slightly.

I laughed lightly. "You know I don't, Chels."

She scowled at me, her lip protruding from her lip so cutely. She turned away with a scoff. "I thought I was your best friend, you butthead."

"You are, you dummy. But I don't have it out for someone like you do," I said teasingly.

She grew very red and very silent. I couldn't tell her that I loved her; not when she had her eyes on someone already. It'd be awkward being together afterwards. So, as per usual, I kept all sorts of romantic feelings to myself and just enjoyed what little time I got to spend with her.

The boat from the city appeared just off the coast, so the two of us got away from the dock, settling into the sand until it left. It was a Monday morning, thus meaning Chelsea's love interest would be getting off of the boat. I sighed deeply and she looked up at me.

"What is it Mark?" she asked, her eyes brimming with excitement.

I faked a smile. "You know how much I hate the boat. It always interrupts our fishing."

She giggled, the fake smile flying right over her head. "You know it leaves just as soon as it arrives. It just has to drop off some people."

More like cargo. Speaking of which, the boat docked and the plank was lowered. The first thing to appear was Vaughn, the animal dealer. Chelsea gasped as she usually did and her lips broke into a wide smile. Vaughn, however, was as emotionless as ever. His face was plastered in a half-glare and a scowl was always on his lips.

"Hey Vaughn!" Chelsea called, waving her whole arm at him.

I hit my face with the palm of my hand. She made it way too obvious that she liked him; even I knew that. To my surprise, Vaughn actually lifted his hand in a sort of wave and a small smile appeared on his face. I couldn't believe it; the heartless, cold Vaughn could smile. My jaw must have dropped because Chelsea tapped it with a giggle.

"Don't gawk; even though he is hot."

I shuddered. "Ugh, you calling me gay, Chel?"

She giggled and ran towards Vaughn. As she talked to him, I kept my distance to stay out of hearing and cast my line. I tried not to glance, but knew I failed. Vaughn irked me; I don't even know why. He just seemed like the kind of guy that would hurt a girl.

"See you later then!" Chelsea called. She was standing next to me in a flash and was waving at Vaughn's retreating figure. She then giggled and sat down next to me. "You should go after Sabrina for me. It'd be so much easier to get to Vaughn that way."

I wrinkled my nose. "You want me to what with that goody-goody?"

"You perv! I just want you to sweeten her up a bit. She's too creepy anyways."

I rolled my eyes and smirked. "She is creepy. So why do I have to sweeten her up? Are you saying I'm some kind of creep control?"

She giggled and hugged my arm. "I was only teasing, Mark. You know I wouldn't make you do something against your will."

I laughed. "Yeah I know. You're too nice, right?"

She scoffed. "I am not nice. I'm the most evil person on the face of the planet."

It was silent for a moment and I glanced down at her skeptically. She looked up at me with one eye open before giggling. I broke into laughter as well at her little joke.

"Hey Mark. I was thinking....You um...wanna come to my house tonight? For dinner or we could just hang out....If you want..."

My eyes widened slightly. "Yes," I answered all too fast. "W-Well, that is....I don't mind."

She giggled and threw her arms around my neck. "Ok, see you there."

I walked to Chelsea's house deep in thought. She had seemed so nervous about something and my first instinct was saying my dreams were coming true. But my better judgment knew better. Her heart belonged to Vaughn; not me. But damn, I wish it did. Shaking that out of my head, I went to knock on the door. I heard Chelsea giggling and I paused. Crossing to the window, my heart sank to my stomach.

Chelsea was at her table sitting across from Vaughn. His hat was off and he actually looked happy. The table was set with a delicious looking dinner and two candles, though none of it was eaten at all. Their hands were clasped together and the two were laughing about something I couldn't hear. I was about to turn away when the laughter stopped and Vaughn was looking down. Chelsea looked worried for a moment before her face lit up and she threw her arms around him. He was blushing and he looked happier than before. They pulled away from each other only to kiss.

I tore away as my stomach churned and my heart snapped. I stumbled back the way I came, breath coming short and my sight blurring slightly. Just because I'm a guy doesn't mean I can't cry. I don't know how I managed, but I wound up in my hotel room as silent tears streamed down my face.

Chelsea, the only girl I had ever loved, was in the arms of another man. She belonged to him; not me. I knew this to begin with, but it still stung. Love sucks...

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