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I’d lie

Will had looked everywhere around camp for Nico, the son of Hades still shied away from people and spent much of his time alone. His friends weren’t too worried about it, they told Will when he had asked about it, that Nico is still getting used to being around so many people all the time and just needs time to himself. Jason had noticed how down hearted Will seemed by this so he had told him that Nico seemed to find comfort in harder to reach places like someplace higher up.

So after spending most of the day searching around camp Will had almost given up until he remembered Jason’s tip about high places so Will took off towards the woods hoping that he wasn’t wrong about this. He looked up in the trees as he past wondering if Nico really did like climbing trees, he was about to call out for him when he heard something, was that singing?

I don’t think that passenger seat

Has ever looked this good to me

Will looked up to find Nico sitting in a tree not far off so he walked over

He tells me about his night

And I count the colors in his eyes

 

Wow he had a great voice, who knew?

 

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

 

 

Will wondered why Nico would be singing a Taylor Swift song

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

 

Why would Nico be singing this song? Did he like someone? Was it a guy? Wills heart jumped a little, if Nico liked guys maybe he would have a chance!

 

And I could tell you his favorite colors green

He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth

His sister’s beautiful, he has his father’s eyes

And if you asked me if I love him,

I’d lie

 

Will sat down at the base of the tree as he listened to Nico sing, a hundred thoughts and feelings running through his mind

 

He looks around the room

Innocently overlooks the truth

Shouldn’t a light go on?

Doesn’t he know that I’ve had it memorized for so long?

 

I’ve been waiting for you for so long. Will thought to himself

 

He sees everything in black and white

Never let nobody see him cry

I don’t let nobody see me wishing he was mine

 

Will hugged his knees to his chest, he wished he and Nico would have a chance together.

 

I could tell you his favorite colors green

He likes to argue, born on the seventeenth

His sister’s beautiful, he has his father’s eyes

And if you asked me if I love him

I’d lie

 

Will really wanted to ask who had Nico’s heart, and what it would take for it to be him.

 

He stands there then walks away

My god if I could only say

“I’m holding every breath for you…”

 

If you were gone I’d never be able to breathe again. Will wanted to say, thinking of the feeling like he’d been punched when Nico had said that he was leaving both camps for good.

 

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.”

 

You’re so beautiful. Will felt his face heat up, no way could he say that out loud.

 

So I put on my make up

And pray for a miracle

 

Will would pray to every God out there for the chance to be with Nico

 

Yes, I could tell you his favorite colors green

He likes to argue, oh, and it kills me

His sister’s beautiful, he has his father’s eyes

And if you asked me if I love him

If you asked me if I love him

I’d lie

 

Will let out a sigh too lost in is thoughts to realize that the song had ended, that is until he heard a gasp and with twigs and leaves raining down Nico fell out of the tree and landed right on Will. For a shocked moment the two of them just stared wide eyed at each other not knowing what to do until Wills doctor side kicked in.

“Oh Gods! Nico are you okay?! Are you hurt? You just fell out of a tree! Let me see!” He grabbed Nico’s hands inspecting them for any injuries praying that there were no sprains or broken bones. Nico’s mouth opened and closed a couple of times before he managed to find any words “I-I’m fine, Nothing hurts, I was just surprised. What are you doing here?”

Will paused, that’s right he had come looking for Nico to see if he wanted to hangout for a bit but had gotten distracted when he heard Nico singing. He cleared his throat a little nervously “Well I was looking for you, I uh, wanted to hang out with you, if you want to that is.” He could feel his whole face heating up. Oh Gods he was blowing this! He glanced up to Nico’s face and was a little surprised to see his cheeks dusted pink, wow he was so cute.

“O-okay.” Wait what? Did he say yes? “Really?” he couldn’t hide the note of hope in his voice. Nico pushed himself up and sat down next to Will, he nodded his head “Sure.” Will felt his heart soar, it was one thing to spend time with Nico while he was in the infirmary as his patient, and it was another for him to agree to just hang out like friends, especially when Will knew that Nico preferred to be alone.

“So… um, what would you like to do?” Nico asked. “Uh, um, we could just sit here, and you know, just talk.” Will said, Gods he was really blowing this! He just couldn’t stop wondering who Nico liked, probably someone really cool, ugh this was so stressful! Get a grip Will! He told himself.

“Sure, what would you like to talk about?” Nico had turned away slightly so that he wasn’t looking directly at Will. Before he could stop himself Will heard the words foremost in his mind tumble out of his mouth “You were singing a love song right? Is there anyone special?” He felt his ears grow warm, not doubt they were just as red as the rest of his face felt, he risked a sidelong glance at Nico and saw that his face was just as red. Will was mentally kicking himself but it was all he could think about so he couldn’t help himself. “Sorry, you don’t have to answer that. I was just curious.” He sounded so stupid Nico probably thought he was an idiot, he sure felt like one. Will put his head in his hands and leaned back against the tree.

“Yeah, there is. It’s… a guy.” Wait Nico was actually going to tell him? Will lowered his hands and looked back at Nico he was hugging his knees to his chest trying to make himself smaller. Will didn’t want Nico to feel like he needed to hide or anything so he smiled kindly “That’s cool, me too.” He thought that if Nico knew he wasn’t alone he might be more comfortable talking about it, maybe anyway.

Nico looked up surprised “Oh, um, that’s cool.” And they were back to awkward silence… great.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” It was a longshot but why not? “Okay.” Nico took a deep breath “I’ve known him for a while, but we weren’t really close before. He’s really nice and everyone seems to like him, but I don’t know if he’d ever like me back.” Will couldn’t help wondering who it could be, he’d have to be crazy not to like Nico back, he was so amazing. “I’m sure he would, you’re so cool. How could someone not like you?” Nico ducked his head down still blushing like crazy.

“Do you really think so?” his question was slightly muffled but there was so much emotion in it. “Of course I do. You’re a hero, you’re strong and brave, and you have really cool powers even if you do go totally overboard with them. How could anyone not like you?” Nico looked up at him a mix of emotions still in his eyes “You don’t think I’m creepy?” Wills heart clenched at that “Gods no! I’d never think that about you Nico! I love you!” Did he just say what he thought he did? Judging by the complete shock on Nico’s face the answer had to be yes. Maybe if he prayed hard enough to Hades the ground would open up and swallow him right now.

After a few moments Nico managed to speak again. “What?” Well too late now, the truth was out so might as well face the music. Will took a deep breath to calm his nerves as much as possible. “Yeah, I’ve liked you for a long time now. Like I said, you’re really amazing, and I felt like my heart was going to stop when you said that you were going to leave for good after the battle. So when I found out that you were staying here I was so happy and I swore to myself that even if you never returned my feelings I would still spend as much time as possible with you so that you never felt alone or unwanted ever again. So that you knew that someone did care and would always be there for you.” Gods now he was rambling.

“I like you too Will” it was quiet but he had heard it, Wills whole face lit up in a huge smile “You really mean that?” Nico gave a small smile and nodded “Yeah, I think you’re really incredible.” This time Will could have sworn he could fly he was so happy! Wait but that means that it was him that Nico was talking about before… “Did you mean what you said before?” again Nico nodded.

Will couldn’t help himself he threw his arms around Nico and hugged him tightly. After a moment Nico returned the embrace. They sat like that for a while completely content to just be there in the moment. Will leaned in and spoke softly into Nico’s ear “You’re a beautiful singer, you know that?” Nico hid his face in Wills shoulder but he knew he was smiling and couldn’t help grinning himself.

They heard the conch shell signal the time for dinner and pulled apart. “Guess we should head to the dinning pavilion with the others huh?” they stood up and started brushing the dirt and leaves off of themselves and then held hands as they started the walk to dinner. Will paused and looked down at Nico with a goofy grin on his face. “So I guess you really fell for me huh?” Nico stared at him for a couple of heartbeats before doubling over laughing. He wiped the tears from his eyes and tried to catch his breath, he pushed Will on the arm “You’re such a dork!” Will laughed and grabbed Nico’s hand again and lifted it up to his lips to place a little kiss on it. “But I’m your dork, right?” Nico smiled back at him. “You better be.” He said as they continued walking hand in hand toward the dinning pavilion where their friends would be waiting for them.

Blue

A/N: I never heard of this song till now, I can see how you could link it with Pietro. Anyway, I hope you enjoy and thank you for waiting patiently for your request to be fulfilled. I really hope you like it, Darling. xx -L.

Pairing: Pietro x Reader (just a dash of Vision x Wanda)

The Request: @jenbrait1415  HI HI! I have another Pietro x reader request please. The reader is singing Taylor Swifts’ “I’d Lie” and Pietro asks her why she says “His favorite color’s blue” and not “green” like the song says.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,504

Originally posted by imagining-in-the-mcu

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

You were currently sitting in Tony’s garage, occupying the driver’s seat of one of his cars not planning to go anywhere. You hug your knees to your chest as you sit sideways in the driver seat facing the passenger seat. It’s a little after two in the morning and you’re wide awake.

“Training today, Steve had me going against him and Nat.” Pietro rambles. His feet are kicked up on the dashboard as he leans back in the passenger seat, moving his hands as he spoke. 

Talking about your day was something you guys did often, especially at unholy hours of the night when neither one of you could sleep. But just cause he was talking doesn’t mean you’re were paying attention. Your focus was on his electrifying eyes. Different shades of blue and grey surround his pupil and it’s breathtakingly beautiful to you. You could stare into his eyes all day- I mean, you were practically drowning in them right now.

“Y/N?” Pietro snaps his fingers in front of your face, and you blink to see his eyebrow is raised in a question look. “Were you listening to anything I said?” He questions and a slow smirk is forming on his lips as you blush and look down.

“No.”

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

Pietro’s laugh has your heart fluttering. Tony Stark’s party is full bloom and the place is crowded with people. You somehow convinced yourself it was a great idea to doll yourself up all the way, just in hopes Pietro would noticed. Your dress flattered your body perfectly, you did your own makeup, and even styled your hair. You felt good, and you looked amazing.

“I’m never going to fall in love,” Pietro’s voice has you coming from your thoughts and looking over at the Sokovian beauty on the left of you.

“What?” you splutter watching him as he runs his fingers through his silver hair a smile on his lips. He takes a sip of his drink before pointing to where his sister was standing in the corner. A huge smile occupied Wanda’s face as she stood close to Vision. It was like they were in their own world with the way they looked at each other. Your heart tinged with sadness.

“Why settle for one ice cream flavor when you can have a bunch?” He jokes recalling the one episode in season one of Friends you watched together where Joey and Chandler were comforting Ross about being single. A small frown makes it way on your face but you quickly cover it with a fake smile and laugh, hoping he really didn’t mean what he said.

But I know all his favorite songs 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 asked me if I loved him,
I’d lie

Standing by the counter, you sang along to the Taylor Swift song that coursed through the kitchen. It was a habit of yours to listen to music while you baked. You sang every word in sync with her, only changing the color green with blue, your mind drifting to Pietro. His favorite color was blue, he practically wore something blue every day. You were in your own world as you sang stirring the brownie batter in a bowl.

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?
He sees everything black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
I don’t let nobody see me wishing he was mine.

You stay up, you knew what day it was and you knew he would need you. Your thoughts were confirmed when you hear a sniffle and a shuffle outside your door. You expect to see your door open and reveal the older Maximoff twin. There is even shadows under the door crack, and you knew it was the shadow’s of his feet as he stood outside your door. You wait, holding your breath but exhale when you see the shadows disappear.

Without hesitation, you’re sliding from your bed, only clad in shorts and an over-sized t-shirt. You don’t bother with shoes, keeping your feet just in mismatched socks as you open your door. You stick your head out, eyes scanning the hallway only to see a flash of blue and silver heading up the stairs. He was going to the roof. You immediately followed.

Pietro’s elbows rest on the roof’s half wall. His hand is clutching a small picture. You stay by the door, as you see his head is bowed and his body is shaking. But it’s not from the cold, he was crying. Today was the anniversary of his parent’s death. And you’ve never seen him cry. He never lets anyone see him cry- including his sister. Your heart is lurching, and you just want to wrap your arms around him and make it better but something’s stopping you. So you keep hidden, silent, and wait.

He stands there, then walks away
My god if I could only say,
“I’m holding every breath for you…”

He only stays up on the roof for just a little bit, just standing there and letting the grief show. He’s looking out at the city lights, they sparkle with life around him. But then he’s standing up straight, and you are quickly hiding yourself in the shadows. If he caught you seeing him cry, you weren’t sure what he would do.

But there was this part of you fighting within to reveal yourself, and tell him how you felt. That part of you never wins though…

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 makeup
And pray for a miracle.

Your hand slams on the clock buzzing on your bedside table. It takes you a moment to even move after that, but then you think of him. Your best friend, your crush, your Pietro and suddenly you are springing into motion.

You were constantly trying to make yourself stand out. Maybe he’ll notice the new shade of lipstick, today. You had bought it on sale and you thought it made your lips more fuller and accented your eyes fairly well. You were just applying the first coat of mascara when you hear it, the soft melody of chords being plucked. You stop what you’re doing to see if you’re imaging things. But you hear it again.

You are about to round the corner when you spot him. You quickly backtracked and hid. Only peeking your head to see the silver-haired man sitting on the couch.You didn’t expect him to be awake, the sun hadn’t even risen yet. But you don’t move to greet him morning, you stay still and watch on curiously. What he was up to? Then he shifted his body revealing the guitar on his lap and he played a beautiful melody that had your heart tugging in your chest.

My god he’s beautiful, and you were falling for him more and more as the days passed.

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

You sang the last part of the song. Again, changing the lyrics of green to blue. Your eyes were closed and a sigh escaped your mouth as the song faded out in the background. “My favorite color’s blue,” you jump, eyes flashing open darting to the person who spoke. You knew who it was before your eyes actually landed on him.

Pietro stood there, his body leaning against the doorway into the kitchen as you clutched the bowl of brownie mix to your body. No one moved. Both of you stared into each other’s eyes. He had caught you.

Your heart was pounding in your chest now, he continued to stare you down. Was he expecting you to speak first? If only you could see what was going through his mind.

“Do you love me?” He finally spoke, arms crossing over his chest as he stood straighter. You made a strangled noise in the back of your throat, he rose an eyebrow at you already moving closer to you. This was your chance to tell him the truth, or lie. You opened your mouth…

You’d Lie

From this request: Could you write a one shot or something where the boys come home from a hunt and the reader is jamming to “I’d lie” by Taylor Swift and Sam realizes that the reader is in love with Dean, but Dean still doesn’t get it. And when Sam tries to talk to the reader about it she tries to brush it off but ends up confessing that she’s pathetically in love with Dean and then, surprise surprise, Dean was listening the whole time!

Here’s the song

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Sam and Dean walked into the bunker, dropping their bags on the floor. The kitchen was warm, the smell of food drawing them to the table. Your phone was on the counter, blaring music. It had a good beat and as Dean began to examine the dishes on the table, Sam listened to the lyrics.

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

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

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 asked me if I love him,

I’d lie

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?

He sees everything black and white

Never let nobody see him cry

I don’t let nobody see me wishing he was mine

Something began to tickle Sam’s mind just as you stepped back into the kitchen, singing the chorus.

“I could tell you his favorite color’s green. He loves to argue, born on the seven—oh!” Your cheeks flushed slightly as you hurried over to the table, grabbing your phone and shutting the music off. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

“Did you make all this?” Dean asked.

“Are you kidding? I couldn’t boil water to save my life. I picked all this up. But,” you turned to the oven and slipped on the oven mitts. When you opened the door, the fresh, spicy scent of warm apple pie spread through the kitchen. “I was able to bake this without burning it.”

“I love you,” Dean said, his eyes trained on that golden crust.

Sam saw the corner of your mouth twitch, saw the sadness in your eyes. You, too, had noticed where Dean’s eyes were when he said those words.

Sam was beginning to piece things together.

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“Hey.”

You looked up and saw Sam standing in the doorway of your room. “Hey.”

“Listen… is there anything you’re hiding?”

“What?”

Sam studied you. “That song you were singing earlier… it was about Dean, wasn’t it?”

“What are you talking about?”

“That song that was playing when we came home.”

You thought back. Sam saw a flash of recognition and horror wash over your face. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Really?” Sam stepped forward. “‘He’ll never fall in love he swears’? ‘His favorite color’s green’? ‘He loves to argue’?”

“Okay, well, what about ‘born on the seventeenth’? ‘His sister’s beautiful’? Last I checked, neither of those things apply to Dean.” Your eyes trailed up and down Sam. “Unless there’s something you need to tell me… Samantha?”

Sam gave you a flash of his infamous bitch face. But it soon softened. “Y/N, look… I know that you like Dean. I can see it all over your face.”

You studied him for a moment before sinking down onto the corner of your mattress, your head in your hands. Sam stepped over and sat down next to you.

“Hey,” he said, wrapping an arm around you. “It’s okay.”

You shook your head. “It’s pointless. Of all the people, I’ve fallen for the only one who I can’t have.”

Sam thought a moment about your word choice: fallen. That meant that this was way more than a small crush. “Why can’t you have him?”

“Because I’m not his type.”

“Y/N.”

“Don’t, Sam. We all know that when it comes to Dean, I’m the complete opposite of the type of girl he goes for.”

It was true, you were different from Dean’s usual.

But Sam also knew that those girls… they weren’t girls Dean was in love with. Those were girls he spent a few passing hours with. Deep down, Dean wanted someone different to spend the rest of his life with.

Someone… like you.

At that moment, Sam glanced up.

Dean was standing in the doorway, his mouth opened slightly in surprise. His eyes were on you, watching you.

Sam shook his head. Now was not the time for Dean to say anything—it would only make you feel worse. If Dean wanted to reveal that he’d heard this… it had to be later.

Dean’s brow crinkled. He made to step into the room, but Sam shook his head more forcefully.

Dean finally relented and stepped out of the room, disappearing down the hall. Sam didn’t know where this was going, but things were certainly going to change.

Teardrops on My Guitar (Pt. 2)

Hey guys! So here is the second part to Teardrops on My Guitar. This song is based on I’d Lie, also by my girl TayTay lol. I’m probably going to be doing a third part, so let me know what you guys think! I hope you guys enjoy!!

PART 1


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
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

Getting a phone call at 2 in the morning was something you were not expecting. Especially a phone call from Luke. It’s been a few months since your Taylor Swift melt down, as you like to refer to it. You and Luke were still friends, but more distant then before. The other guys noticed, but instead of saying anything they just made sure to involve you in whatever they were doing. You were still a big supporter of their band, and attended whatever performance they had. Jenny usually showed up, but when she did she hardly paid attention. You didn’t understand why Luke was still with her, but he still declared that he loved her. So as you can see, a phone call from Luke was something not to expect. “Hello?” I asked, yawning in the process. “Shit, did I wake you up? I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have called.” Luke rambled, about to hangup. “No, Luke I’m up now. It’s fine, what’s up?” You asked, trying to seem more awake. “Are you up for a car ride? I just need to get my mind off things.” Luke said. “Yeah, give me a few minutes to get ready.” I replied, running around my to get proper clothes on. “Okay, I’m outside already.” Luke said casually. “What the hell Hemmings.” I said after peaking out my window to see he was sitting out there. “How long have you been there?” I asked, hopping on one foot as I got my pants on. I heard Luke mumble something but didn’t get a chance to ask what when I tripped over my pants and fell on my butt. I could hear Luke laughing on the other end and I decided to just hang up on him. I made my way to his car after I was done, I always loved being in the car while Luke drove. He always had that look of concentration but at the same time he looked like he was miles away in his mind. The moment I got into the car Luke was off driving. “So what’s on your mind that you woke up at 2 in the morning to talk to me about?” I asked, looking over to actually look at Luke. To put it nicely, he looks like hell. “I didn’t wake up.” Luke said softly, it took me a second to process what he meant. “Luke! Why have you been up all night? What have you been doing?” I asked. “Just driving, and thinking.” Luke said, glancing over at you. “Spill.” I command, taking a breath in as I saw how Luke’s normally bright blue eyes were just a little bit duller then usual. “Jen and I broke up.” “I’m sorry.” “Don’t be, I guess she was just using me.” Luke sighed, one of his hands going to run through his hair. “She needed help with school, and dated me so I could help her. Fuck her.” Luke said after a pause. I gently put my hand over the one that was on the steering wheel. “I really am sorry Luke. She’s a bitch for doing that.” “You know, I thought I loved her. But I realized, love isn’t real. At least I hope not, cause it would hurt like a bitch.” Luke joked. I laughed along, but I really hope he didn’t think that. Though, he was right, loving someone did hurt a lot. “You know, I don’t think she knew anything about me. She one time thought I actually liked Justin Bieber music.” I laughed with him, mainly cause I knew what his favorite song and artists are, and could name them in order too, but he didn’t know that.

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?
He sees everything black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
I don’t let nobody see me wishing he was mine

It’s been over two weeks since Luke and Jenny broke up, and he was back to being my best friend, at least to him. The guys had another gig and of course I tagged along. When the guys were performing Luke glanced my way, but seemed to be searching the crowd for another face. It was the first gig that Jenny deliberately didn’t attend, and I could see it was killing Luke on stage. The other boys noticed as well, and tried to make up for his gloomy presence. After the show the boys usually stay backstage for a bit, but I knew Luke wouldn’t want to stay there. So after they finished, I waited a few minutes before heading backstage where there was bound to be an exit leading to the back. Of course, there was Luke, sitting up against the wall with his head on his knees. I quietly walked over and sat next to him, I didn’t look at him or say anything, cause I knew he wouldn’t want that. Instead I just placed my head on his shoulder so he knew I was there for him. “It just sucks.” Luke finally said, his voice a little raspy from singing and probably crying. “I know, but at least you have time to let this heal.” I replied, not knowing how to tell him gently that he will probably get over this. 

He stands there, then walks away
My god if I could only say,
“I’m holding every breath for you…”

You were walking down the hallway were you spotted Luke and Calum when you heard their argument. “No, I don’t want to get over it. Yeah I might be overreacting, bur you would be to if you thought you loved a girl and turns out she was using you. I’m so fucking done with this school and these people. They don’t care why should I?” Luke ranted, walking away from a stunned Calum. You were only a few feet away from them, so Luke had stopped in front of you. You opened your mouth to say something when Luke interrupted you. “Save it.” Luke continued walking away, leaving you to blankly stare at the boy who felt unloved. The boy you loved with every ounce in you, but he just couldn’t understand it. “You okay?” Calum asked, having walked up to you when Luke spotted you. “Yeah, I’m not feeling well. I think I’m going to go home.” You honestly felt like having a breakdown. “I’ll get any work for you.” Calum said, giving you a tight hug before allowing you to walk away.

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

I knew where Luke would be, yet I still went to him. He was the only person I went to when I felt down like this, even if he was the reason I was down. He hadn’t seen or heard me walk into the music room, so he kept playing the guitar. People knew he played the guitar, but very rare people have actually seen him play by himself. When he took a second to pause I took the moment to applaud him so he knew I was in here. “How do you manage to find me?” Luke asked after he saw it was me, scooting over so I could sit next to him. “Because I am just that good.” I joked, causing Luke to crack a small smile. “So what’s up buttercup?” Luke used the nickname he gave you. “Just not feeling today. You?” “Same. We both know why I’m not feeling today.” “Or any other day.” I added with a smile. “Shut up.” Luke said, pushing your shoulder. “But what’s with you?” Luke asked. “Just guy problems I guess.” “You like a guy?” Luke looked surprised to hear this news. “Don’t look at me like that. I do like people too you know.” “Well, duh, but I mean you never talked about this guy before. What’s the problem?” Luke asked, more concerned. I let out a sigh at his question. How do you phrase ‘You are the guy I like but you can’t tell because you’re heartbroken and think of me as only a friend,’ to a naive boy? “We talk and stuff, but it’s like he doesn’t understand that I like him. I have for awhile, but he just can’t get it through his thick skull.” I smiled a little, thinking of just how clueless Luke can be at times. “And it doesn’t help that he’s dated beautiful girls in the past. So my only option is to keep looking pretty and pray for a miracle. Maybe one day he’ll notice me, but I doubt it.” I didn’t really look at Luke saying this, fearing it would be a dead giveaway. “Well, that guy doesn’t know how lucky he would be to have you in his life. I mean, I don’t know what I would do without you.” Luke finally said, pulling you close so your head was resting on his shoulder. “What to know what hurts the most?” I asked, taking a shaky breathe. “What?” “I think I love him, but I know he will never love me back. I’m so pathetic.” I said, feeling relieved that I kind of told Luke I love him, but so stupid that I love a guy who will never love me. I held my head in his shoulder, not wanting to look at him. “You’re not pathetic, I think that we are just a couple of hopeless romantics. But that’s why we go so well together.” Luke said, trying to make me feel better. “Of course.” I replied, giving him a half-hearted smile. 

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

“Just tell him already.” Michael argued with you. You were hanging out with the boys, a last hoorah before they left for tour, when Ashton and Luke left to go get food. Michael and Calum decided it would be a perfect time to ambush you. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” I said, trying to avoid this. “Don’t play stupid. You like him, you know him better than he knows himself.” Calum joined in. “I don’t like him.” I said, not really lying. “Yes you do! We know you do, why are you lying to us?” Michael shouted, throwing his arms out to exaggerate. “I’m not lying.” I replied. “Do you love him?” Calum asked, cocking his eyebrows at me. I didn’t answer, instead just looked at the ground trying to act like I didn’t hear him. “Do you love Luke, (Y/N)?” Calum asked again. “No.” I said, gritting my teeth because I, as did Mikey and Cal, knew I couldn’t lie to them. “Why do you keep lying!” Michael shouted again. “Do you want to hear that I love him? That I know all of these things about him and he will only love me as a friend? No, I will always lie. Because I don’t want to ever lose him, and if I can stay in his life as his best friend then so be it. I will always lie.” I said. Michael and Calum stayed silent for a moment, allowing me to take a deep breathe and relax myself. “I’m sorry I snapped. I’m just stressed, my four best friends are leaving me.” I said, placing my head in my hands. “And one lover.” Michael added, trying to be funny. I just glared at him. Cal didn’t say much, just came and laid his head in my lap. “We’re gonna miss you too, I mean who else is going to keep us sane and be a mother to us?” “Well, I would hope your mothers.” I said, laughing. Before Cal responded, Ashton came bounding into the room with drinks. “Where’d Luke go?” Ashton said as he looked around the room. “Last time I checked you two went to get food.” Michael stated. “Pizza!” Michael ran to Luke, who very silently came into the room. “How did I beat you down here?” Ash asked, giving everyone a drink. “Went to the bathroom.” Luke mumbled. I gave Luke a questioningly look, which he just shrugged off. “Did we miss any important gossip?” Ashton joked, joining the group again. “Just how much I’m going to miss you guys.” I replied, glaring at Cal and Mikey. “Well, I know I’ll miss you. Now I have to be the sane one.” Ash laughed, causing me to laugh as well. “You being sane? Ha!” I glanced at Luke, to see if he would say anything. He just kept his head down and looked like he was texting someone. I looked at Cal to give him an I told you so look, but he was on his phone as well. I slapped the phone out of his hand so it hit his face. “Don’t be on your phone when this is the last day you get to be with me!” I shouted, not being too serious about my accusation. Calum still had a shocked look on his face, not moving the phone that slid to his chest. “I hate you.” Calum mumbled. “You love me.” Cal wiggled his eyebrows at you, and you just rolled your eyes. You would miss these boys, but you knew you would miss seeing Luke the most, the only one paying the least amount of attention to.


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