you look across the room at the guy you'd spent years liking. the guy that had pretended to be interested. he's sitting with his friends but his eyes keep lingering on you. you turn away, your stomach twisting as you remember the last thing he said to you. "you're nothing to me. you never meant anything. it was all a lie."a maniac laugh almost bubbles from your lips. you should've known better. who would want you? you look up when gentle fingers grap your chin. your rival frowns as he wipes away the tear falling down your cheek. "don't cry beautiful." he says softy, crouching down so your eye to eye. you bury your face against his neck as he pulls you into his arms.