Author's Note: I have an actual one-shot today! Hooray!
Day One-Hundred Thirty-One: I Love You by Avril Lavigne
It still didn't sound right.
"It's really pretty. Why are you freaking out over it?" she asked.
"It's not perfect," he explained.
She sighed. "I'm the perfectionist here."
"It's not perfect for you," he amended.
She stared at him and the piano for a moment. "Well, it sounds perfect to me."
"Yeah, but you fell in love with me because of this and I feel like if it's not—"
"Hey, that's not why I love you," she assured him.
He groaned and got up from the piano bench. "But that's what initially attracted you to me."
"And your good looks didn't hurt, either," she teased. "I mean…your smile is great and you're easygoing, which is a nice change for me, but…I don't love you for that, either."
"Are you trying to tell me you don't even love me?" Toby was able to smile a little, considering she'd already said she loved him several times.
She scoffed. "Toby, do you even get what I'm trying to say?"
He just shook his head. "Can you just tell me? I don't get it." He noticed the little pout on Spencer's face. "Can you tell me what you even like about me? Because you seem to be a little annoyed right now."
"You are being annoying as hell," she said. She took a deep breath before beginning. "I like the way you're so passionate about everything. And I like how you act all flirty with me, especially after you have alcohol," she teased. He just laughed. "And I like how you tolerate me all the time, even when I'm being annoying…though that's not nearly as often as when you get annoying." She paused. "But I don't love you because of all of that."
He sighed. "Spence—"
"I love you because you're you and I'm me and you don't act stiff or weird around me and I can do the same for you and this is turning into a really long run-on sentence now, isn't it?"
"More like run-on question, but yes," he responded with a smile. "That's it? Really? Not because of the way I make you laugh or anything like that?"
She shook her head. "I just…love you. All of you, even the annoying parts. And you're always there for me, like I'll always be there for you. And I hope that you feel the same," she explained, growing a bit meek at the end.
Toby smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I love you for all of that, too."
LittleBittyAbby: Well...I am a sappy person, so idk how you even like my work. But thanks for liking my work!
Sarah:Yesterday was actually...decent. More decent than today. Today I was supposed to meet a friend and she totally bailed on me. #ForeverAlone. Plus, I had therapy yesterday, and since I'm the kind of person who needs it 30 hours a day 10 days a week to treat all my issues and anxiety, any day with therapy is a good day for me. Yeah, we will have to make that happen!
MilaMizz: I'm trying to lose fat on my body (because I actually have quite a bit of muscle, especially on my legs, since I used to swim), so I know sleep actually helps with that, since it resets your body's natural function or whatever, but I usually end up only sleeping like six to seven hours every night, which isn't really good for you. Oh, that's kind of sad. Are you lactose-intolerant or is it something else? I kind of have that where too much dairy on an otherwise empty stomach makes me feel really sick. IDK, I just feel like I have more readers with that story than this one. Maybe I get more feedback on that one or whatever, because I know this one has more faves/follows, but this one's also been out a lot longer.
tobyequalshottness: I decided to be realistic yesterday. Weird, right? Thanks. I really think that's how he'd react. You know how they say that guys suffer on the inside when they breakup whereas girls are more open about it and recover quicker? I feel like it'd be the opposite of that stereotype.
AL3110: Like, Some girls, like, say "like" in between, like, every frickin word in, like, every, like, sentence they, like, speak. I'm not even black. I'm super-pale compared to other Mexicans I know. Uhh...I wasn't even thinking that, so...my mom already said she'll cook for you (she's willing to do more for you than for me. She always wants me to cook for her. But then again, she does laundry and buys food and stuff and I guess she tolerates me and my obnoxious singing, so...). She has a boyfriend, now, so that's not really an issue. Plus...why? Why, why, why would you put that image in my head? Never mind.
BREAKING NEWS! I'm #ForeverAlone. That's not news. I'm going to get really old and only have a bunch of cats and dogs and become a hoarder. I can see it now. :(
Actually, wait, no, if we're both still single and like 35 I'm marrying Audrey/AL and we're going to have a family full of Pandoras and Mowglis and Missys.
The next one-shot is going to be Starstrukk by 3OH!3 feat. Katy Perry, but if you do not listen to the Marina and the Diamonds version, you do not pass go and you do not get $200 and you cannot have chocolate milk or ice cream or really anything delicious. Go listen to it. It's frickin perfect. -Kayson