Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or the song I'd Lie

Drew: 17 May: 16

Okay, so because of Contestshipping Princess, or whatever her new name is, commented about how there wasn't enough Contestshipping in this series. Well, here ya go. But I'll have you know that I haven't been uploading because my mom has to read them first now!! . ARGH!

May's POV

May: Red tank top under green short sleeve shirt that falls off her shoulders, denim knee shorts, and sneakers.

Drew: black tee-shirt under a purple unbuttoned shirt, jeans, sneakers.

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I'm sitting in the passenger seat of my best friend's car. He's telling me about his night out with his friend, Ash Ketchum.

His name is Drew Kito, I'm May Maple, and we're driving through Petalburg City, my hometown.

So anyway, he's saying, "It was awesome. While the movie was playin', Ash dared me to throw the popcorn at the screen next time a funny part came..."

I tuned out and looked into his greener-than-emeralds eyes when he stopped at a stop and sign looked at me. My, there's green and a tint of blue and...

I don't think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
And I count the colors in his eyes

"Hey, Drew?" I ask as innocently as I possibly can, which isn't easy.

"Yeah?"

"Have you ever been in love?"

"I'll never fall in love," he answers, running his fingers though his hair, "I swear it."

I laugh a bit to myself, hoping he's wrong.

"Hey, I just remembered somethin' else. Ash was like the popcorn- stale. He was anything BUT funny last night."

I fake a smile as a song comes on the radio. I know he likes it, so I turn it up. He smiles at me.

He'll never fall in love
He swears, as he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong
And I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke, I fake a smile
But I know all his favorite songs

"Just admit you like him!" My friend Dawn yelled at me. She is sitting on my bed across from me. I'm back from my ride with Drew.

"I don't!"

"Well, what do you know about him?"

"Uhm," I counted on my fingers and said, "His favorite color's green, he loves to argue, he's born on July 17th, his sister, Juilet, is gorgeous, and he has his dead father's green eyes."

"And if someone asked you if you loved him?"

I sighed in defeat and answered, "I'd lie."

And I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him
I'd lie

We're, me and Drew, are sitting in a restaurant together at a booth Across from each other. He made it clear when we walked in that we were NOT a couple.

He looks around, passing over the truth that I'm madly in love with him. Can't he see that I've memorized him so long ago?

Must see everything in black and white. Huh, now that I think about it (he would say something like, "That's a first."), he never lets anyone seen him cry, I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine.

He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't a light go on
Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long
And he sees everything black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody see me wishin' he was mine

Later that night while I'm lying in bed, I think about what I had listed for Dawn. So many things! Five.

Actually, that's not a lot. (he would say, "I'm surprised you could count that high." See? I love him so much I know what he would say!)

I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him
I'd lie

Oh great, we got into another fight. His back is turned to me. He stands there for a minute, then walks away from me, fists clenched.

See, he had made fun of me for my Pokemon training style, and I got ticked off, so I yelled at him, he yelled back, and suddenly, we're throwing... uh, rude insults at once another.

Why did I say he was a concieted snob instead of saying that I was holding my breath, waiting for him to realize I love him so?

He stands there, then walks away
My God, if I could only say
I'm holding every breath for you

After the fight, I went home and went to bed. I know so much about him. Like how he would never tell anyonethat he can play guitar. He can see though every plan or plot against him, but he can't see into my heart.

The next morning when I wake up after having amazing dreams about him, I think, "My god, he's beautiful." I drag myself out of bed and put my make-up on, praying for a miracle.

He'd never tell you
But he can play guitar
I think he can see through everything but my heart
First thought when I wake up is
My God, he's beautiful
So I put on my make-up
And pray for a miracle

We made up, and we are in the park again, sitting on a bench. After an unawkward silence I say, "C'I tell you something?"

"Go 'head. I mean, its not like you aren't always talking." he smirks. Oh that smirk...

I smack his shoulder. As he chuckles, I calm down and say, "Anyway, I'm in love with a guy that I know so much about. Like how his favorite color's green, he loves to argue; and it kills me when he does argue with me; his sister is amazingly beautiful, and he's got his father's eyes."

"Really?"

"Yeah, and if you asked me if I loved him, I'd lie. Here is were you come in."

"Huh? What are you talking about, May?"

"Ask me if I loved you."

"Wha-?!" his eyes are HUGE!

"Just do it."

"Do you love me?"

"No. Guess what."

"What?"

I lean over and peck his lips.

"I'm lyin'."

Yes, I could tell you
His favorite color's green
And he loves to argue
Oh, and it kills me
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him.
if you ask me if I love him.
I'd lie

His mouth is agape when I pull away.

"Really?" he asks.

"Yeah," I answer, "I love you."

He smiles and kisses me. I kiss back, wrapping my arms around his neck. Our eyes shut and our heads tilt to the oppisite side.

"I love you, too." he says after we broke for air.

I put my forehead against his and whisper, "Now I know why honesty is the best policy."

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A/N might do one with Teardrops On My Guitar but that would be like copyin' cuz sooo many ppl used that song cuz it has the name Drew on it. REVIEW!!!