Bori, Romance, Jealousy, Songfic to "You Belong to Me" by Taylor Swift

Dedicated to IndianaForever231

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset

She's going off about something that you said

'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do.

"Jade! Babe, I never said that you were ugly! I just really liked your outfit yesterday. You looked stunning in it."

I watched Beck's lips purse into a frown, and he rolled his eyes in frustration. "No, none of your other outfits are ugly either! You didn't just get lucky yesterday! You're beautiful in anything you wear."

With his cell phone still at his ear, he put his forehead in his hand, clearly fed up with his demanding girlfriend. "Jade, please don't hang up," he pleaded. Click.

"Did she take something the wrong way again?" I asked, immediately feeling bad for him.

"Yep. Apparently she doesn't know how to take a compliment without getting all defensive and up in my face about it." He ran his fingers through his wavy, dark brown hair and sighed. "Trying to please her is exhausting."

I don't know how he puts up with her. Jade is a gank. She's egotistic, stubborn, and incredibly rude to other people- and apparently, despite the fact that Beck is her boyfriend, he's not excluded from her biting insults. She takes offense to every little thing he says to her and never takes no for an answer.

In other words, if you don't do what she says… she'll rip your head off. Figuratively speaking, of course. Or maybe not. I don't know.

She's like your typical cheer captain at a normal high school. She's popular, nasty, and wears lots of makeup to hide her insecurities. The only difference is that she's not all peppy and bursting with school spirit. She's actually quite the opposite with her gothic, black clothing and her constant rants on how much Hollywood Arts could suck less if she were the school principal instead of Helen.

"Well, hope things get better for you guys," I said and patted him comfortingly on the knee. However, as much as I hate to say it, I didn't mean it at all. I actually hope that they end up breaking up soon. She doesn't deserve him.

"Thanks, Tori. I'll see you around." My heart fluttered as he shot me a small smile and left the classroom. We had a project to work on for Sikowitz's class, but our progress got interrupted by Jade's phone call. I wish he didn't have to go so soon. We were having fun together crumpling up our bad ideas and throwing them at each other. And he makes the cutest little puppy dog face when he tries to convince me to change my mind about one of his harebrained ideas.

…Okay, so I may have a little bit of a crush on him. But I'm not a player. I value relationships as much as he does. He has been with Jade for a couple of months now. Dating a person like Jade for that long is what I call dedication.

Hopefully he'll come to his senses eventually and see that the person who really cares about him has been in front of him the whole time.

I'm in the room; it's a typical Tuesday night

I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like

And she'll never know your story like I do.

GotBeck: Yo Tori, have you checked out that new Drake song that came out today?

ToriVega: I did! It's awesome! I've been listening to it all day! How about you?

GotBeck: I couldn't. I was with Jade the whole day and she hates rap.

ToriVega: Seriously? She can't put up with your music for one day?

GotBeck: Nope. The second I plugged my PearPod in and started playing my music, she threw a pair of scissors at my head and yelled at me to turn it off.

ToriVega: Wow…

GotBeck: You have no idea.

ToriVega: Well, the next time we hang out, you can listen to all the rap you want :)

GotBeck: I'd like that :)

But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts,

She's Cheer Captain and I'm on the bleachers

Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find

That what you're looking for has been here the whole time.

I come into school the following morning wearing a pink t-shirt I had just recently bought and skinny jeans. Beck has seen most of the clothes I wear. I've known him since middle school, after all. We were both new to Los Angeles at the time and were the misfits among the cliquey society of Hollywood Hills Middle School, so we bonded instantly. Maybe if I'm lucky, he'll notice the new shirt I'm wearing.

I know, it's a silly thought, but when you're next in line after Jade… you're barely noticed. I'm just glad Beck still remembers that I exist. And even if him complimenting something I'm wearing gets him to notice me, then so be it.

I see Beck at his locker around the corner and I start walking towards him, but I stop at my tracks when he looks the other direction. Jade enters the school wearing a skimpy black lace shirt and a short black miniskirt, and he ogles her as if she were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. She quickly swoops in for a kiss, and they eventually start making out by the lockers.

If only he could see that I was watching them behind the corner, wishing that it was me (in my clothes, not Jade's, of course) he was kissing instead of her.

If you could see that I'm the one that understands you

Been here all along, so why can't you see?

You belong with me, you belong with me.

Later that day, I see Beck sitting at the lunch table with his head in his hands. He looked extremely troubled, which is very unlike him considering that he's usually the calmest person on the face of the Earth.

"You okay? You're never this early for lunch," I comment as I take a seat next to him.

"It's nothing," he says offhandedly. "I think I just failed a math test, that's all."

"Beck, that's not 'nothing'! You're usually a straight-A student!"

"I know, but I suck at math!" he groans. "Especially calculus. I can't figure out derivatives to save my life."

"Have you told your teacher you're struggling with that unit?" I ask him.

"No, I don't like asking for help. It makes me feel dumb."

"Dude, man up and don't be such a wimp!" I exclaim. "If you need help, you need help. It's not a bad thing; it happens to everyone. No one's perfect."

"Says the girl who gets straight A's at whatever she does," he grumbles.

I almost take offense to that, but I brush it off since I know he doesn't mean it. When he's mad, he doesn't always think about what he's saying. "Actually, I don't. I got a C on my last physics test. I was mad. I wanted to kick myself in the head for making all those stupid mistakes."

I put a hand on his shoulder. "But you know what? I got over it. I studied like crazy for the next quiz and I got an A and boosted my grade back up. You can't let your failures bring you down. You have to use them as fuel to do better the next time."

Beck raises his head to look at me, and a thoughtful look appears on his face. "You're right; I shouldn't let this get me down." He smiles at me, and his eyes seem to stare deep into my soul. "Thanks, Tori."

I beam back at him. "No problem!" Then, I see Jade heading in our direction. "I gotta go get lunch," I say quickly. "I'll be back in a bit!"

As I walk by Jade, she bumps into me. "Whoops!" she says in her "mock-Tori voice," as she calls it. "I'm so sorry!" She so did that on purpose.

I make a mean face at her behind her back. Someday, he'll see, I think in the very back of my mind.

Someday, he'll figure out what he really wants in a girl.

Oh, I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night

I'm the one that makes you laugh when you know you're 'bout to cry

And I know your favorite songs and you tell me 'bout your dreams

Think you know where you belong, think I know it's with me.

*Flashback*

It was a clear, winter night in February. I remember it like it was yesterday.

I was twelve years old at the time and we were about six months into 7th grade. I was humming along to a Britney Spears song in the kitchen while doing homework when the doorbell rang.

"Tori, honey, can you get that? I'm doing laundry," my mom called out.

"Yeah, sure!" I yelled back.

The doorbell rang again. "I'm coming!" I shouted, wondering why this person was so impatient to get into my house. I turned the knob and there was a soaking wet, thirteen year-old Beck shivering from the cold.

"Can I come in?" he asked. "It's freezing out here."

"Uh… yeah, of course." I stuttered, closing the door behind him as he came inside. "Why don't you have an umbrella or something along with you? You could get hypothermia from being out there in the cold!"

"My brother ripped my umbrella and I didn't have a jacket on me when it started to rain." He shook out his hair and sat down on the couch. I could see tears welling up in his eyes. That's when I started to get worried. Beck never cried. Heck, he barely shows any emotion to anything at all. That's how calm and collected he is.

Not to say that it's a bad thing. It's just the way he is.

"Beck…" I trailed off, shocked, and sat next to him. "What happened?"

"My mom… my dad…" He shook and sniffled as he tried to tell me what was going on. "They're getting divorced."

It took a tub of ice cream, a couple of episodes of The Simpsons, and me telling funny stories about Trina and her wacky escapades to get him to cheer up after that. I knew what he liked; I knew what made him happy.

After all was said and done and Beck was ready to go back home, he gave me a bear hug and kissed my cheek. "Thanks, Tori. I couldn't have asked for a better friend than you."

We had only been friends for four months at the time, but that experience brought us closer. From that point on, we were inseparable. Well, until we went to high school and Jade came along, that is.

Can you see that I'm the one that understands you?

Been here all along, so why can't you see?

You belong with me.

Standing by and waiting at your back door

All this time, how could you not know?

Baby, you belong with me

You belong with me.

Eventually, the moment I had been hoping for came- Beck and Jade broke up. He found out that she had been cheating on him with Ryder, a guy that I dated last year before Beck told me he was using me to get a better grade in our music class.

The break-up crushed him. He thought that Jade had a heart underneath her icy exterior. "The way she kissed me…" I could recall him telling me, "It made me feel so special. It was so full of passion and love."

He had then shaken his head in disappointment. "I guess some people really are what they seem to be."

And at that moment, I couldn't agree with him more.

Two months later, he still wasn't over it. I tried everything to cheer him up. I attempted to set him up on blind dates, we cut Jade's face out of all his pictures, and we moved our lunch table to the corner- farthest away from where Jade usually sat.

Nothing worked. He still couldn't get her out of his head. So I decided one day to end his sour mood once and for all- I was going to tell him that I had feelings for him.

I put on a light-weight, blue jacket, slipped on some Converses, and sauntered over to his house, which was just across the street from mine. Intending to surprise him, I knocked on his back door instead of the front.

He opened the door and smiled at me when he saw me. "Hey, you."

I smiled shyly back at him. "Hey. How have you been?"

He shrugged. "I've been better. Why don't you come in?"

He shut the door behind me and hung up my coat as I walked into his kitchen. "Man, we haven't hung out in a while," Beck commented casually.

"Yeah, um... About that-"

"Yes, Tori, I know the reason why," he said bluntly. "Come on, let's go into my room and talk before my brother gets home from soccer practice."

As soon as we get up to his room, I sit on his bed on top of a red-and-black comforter and he sits next to me. The smell of his cologne overwhelms me, and I try to focus on what I want to say to him. "So… Are you still wonky about 'you-know-who?'"

He chuckled. "You can say her name, you know. She's not Voldemort."

"Well, she could be mean enough to be him," I muttered under my breath.

Luckily, he didn't hear me. "I've been thinking about what you said, and you're right. Even though we kissed and everything, we didn't really know each other as well as I thought we did."

I averted my gaze from him so he wouldn't see my eyes popping out of my head in surprise. "Really? Glad I could help, I guess." I laughed anxiously and twirled a piece of my hair around my finger.

"I just want someone who would take the time to know me, you know? Not just be wooed by my good looks or my charming personality."

"Whoa, dude; your ego is showing," I teased him and pushed his shoulder playfully.

"Oh, come on! You know I'm right." His eyes sparkled with mischief.

I blushed madly. "Are not!"

"Am so!"

I pushed his shoulder again, this time making him fall on his back on the bed. "Oh, you are so not getting away with that," he growled with a grin on his face, showing me his pearly white teeth. Then, he started tickling me where he knows I can't stand it- the sides of my neck.

"Beck! Oh my god, stop! Revenge is not the answer!" I shout as he relentlessly runs his fingers up and down my back and my stomach. I then tackle him suddenly and pin his arms down by his sides. "Didn't see that coming, huh?"

"Damn, you know me well," he grumbled. Panting from being out of breath, I helped him up and saw his eyes light up like a light bulb had just gone off in his head. "…You know me."

"Huh?"

"How did this happen?" he berated to himself. "I was in love with the wrong girl the whole time!"

"Uh, Beck?" I said awkwardly, knowing that I wasn't really part of his little conversation with himself. "What are you talking about?"

"You, Tori. I'm talking about you."

My mouth dropped open. "You… you WHAT?"

Before I could comprehend what was happening, he grabbed my waist and kissed me. And that's when I saw the fireworks.

This was right. This was meant to happen.

I sighed happily and tangled my hands in his hair. "Did you feel that?" I asked him as he pulled away.

"What?"

"That spark."

He gave me a boyish grin. "Of course I did. Who says you can't fall for your best friend?"

"But minutes ago, you were still grieving over Jade… How did you fall for me so fast?"

He got off his bed and held his hand out for me to take. He pulled me off the bed, his hands still fastened around my petite waist. "I think I was always in love with you," he said. "I was just so astounded by Jade that I forgot that you have the prettiest brown eyes in the world and that you make the cutest little noises when I tickle you."

He propped my chin up with his index finger. "And you care about me. You've always been there for me no matter what, even when I was dating Jade. You never left my side, but she did."

"And now, if you feel the same way…" He intertwined one of his hands with mine. "I would like to do the same for you."

I felt my cheeks go pink and I giggled. "Funny you say that, because I originally came over here to tell you that I like you. You know- as more than a friend."

He chuckled and then kissed me again. "I would like that a lot."

Merry Christmas everyone! Here's your present- a fluffy but badly-written Bori oneshot. Sorry, I had huge writer's block and this took me two weeks to write because I was super busy and had to take day-long hiatuses from this oneshot. Meh, oh well. Not everyone is perfect :P

Please pray for those in Connecticuit who were affected by the shooting and have a wonderful, safe and happy holiday. I wish you all the best 3