Sup, freaks! *dodges a sharp carrot*

K! Sorry, I meant loving human beings that are in love with this ship. As am I, but for some weird reason we also love angst. So, enjoy my song-fic. Sorry! It's a phase, I swear. This is also a song fic, but it isn't as strict as the others... anyway polt is mine, mildy inspired by "She wil be loved " by Maroon 5. These amazing characters don't belong to me *sobs*. Anyway enjoy!

-Fall luv u guys, xxx-xxx

PS all italics are the song lyrics, only slightly modified to fit into the story. THIS IS A ONE-SHOT!

"He really likes you! I can tell, girl, trust me he's got it bad." Those words were uttered by Sarah, her physics partner.

Lara Jean simply nods and smiles sweetly; she waves goodbye then goes outside and heads toward Margot's car.

On her way she makes eye contact with Genevieve, Genevieve ignores her completely and turns her attention back to Peter. Lara Jeans heart aches slightly and irrationally, she ignores his gaze, even though it was burning a hole in her back. Not that she noticed, she was too preoccupied by the burning in her eyes.

Her blurry eyesight caused her to fall, straight into Josh's arms.

"Lara Jean? Are you ok? Look at me Lara, oh god, are you crying?

"No." Lara Jean denies, and looks up at Josh just to see her neighbor glaring in the Peter's direction.

"Lara Jean!" Peter called, running after her in a sweaty jersey, a man that she was supposedly dating. Lara Jean couldn't face him right now, not when she's like this, so she tugged Josh's arm and like he could read her mind. He leads her to his car and drives her to the diner.

And she didn't look back, but if she did, she would have seen a hurt and confused Peter. Whom at the moment was being burned alive by jealousy.

As soon as they got their own booth, he asks concern clearly on his face "What's the matter?"

Then she spills

"Genevieve, she's a beauty queen of only 16, she has some trouble with herself."

Josh tilts his head but stays silent letting her talk, and vent all her insecurities.

The bell dings in the distance, they both ignore. Not feeling the stare of a certain caramel-eyed man.

"Peter, he is always there to help her, even though she belongs to someone else."

"He belongs to someone else, too." Josh interjects giving her a pointed look.

She takes a deep breath before continuing.

"He'd drive for miles and miles and wind up at her door, she's had him so many times but somehow she wants more." Josh's heart breaks to hear her so broken.

"He wouldn't mind spending every day," her voice cracks and she starts sobbing, he quickly orders her a water. Thanking god, that the booth was out of plain sight. He was so caught up in making her feel better that he completely ignores the hairs on the back of his neck standing up.

He scoots his chair closer to hers, offering her his shoulder, she takes his chest. Clinging to his hoodie.

"If you don't want to..."

"No." Lara Jean insists a fire in her broken eyes. "I need this, please."

"You don't need to ask."

"Thank you, Joshy."

"He wouldn't mind spending every day, out on her corner in the pouring rain."

"Did he say that?" Josh asks anger welling up in his body.

"It's obvious."

Josh didn't respond, choosing silence, but then his eyes caught sight of another man, looking right at them. Josh scribbled in a piece of paper

Josh nodded encouraging her to continue

"He'd tap on her window, knock on her door. He probably makes her feel beautiful."

There was a sharp intake of breath somewhere, they ignored it.

Josh reaches for her hoping to make her feel beautiful as well, she shakes her head. "I know I tend to get so insecure, it doesn't matter anymore"

Peter hearing this wanted to go over there and tell her how much she mattered. But he didn't, scared of her reaction.

"I thought you guys were happy." Josh admits sheepishly

Lara Jean laughs a humorless laugh "Believe me Joshy, it's not always rainbows and butterflies." She took a deep breath and so did Peter. "It's, its compromise that moves us along."

"My heart is full, nearly broken. But he can come whenever he wants."

"He's a flake half the time and then you're always welcoming him. "He shakes his head angrily.

"Half is a bit harsh."

Josh was starting to get fed up. "STOP DEFENDING HIM LARA JEAN!" Immediately Lara Jean looks around, not out of embarrassment but to see if we bothered anyone. Josh looks around too, and sees no one paying attention to them, besides a perplexed waitress, who has been deciding whether or not, she should take their order. As soon as the waitress makes eye contact with Josh she starts heading over. But he shakes his head, and with a huff she turned on her heel to attend another table.

"We should have ordered, we're probably stressing her out." Lara Jena says, concern clear in her set of brows.

Josh seizes this chance "See, Lara Jean you are so good. Any guy would be lucky to deserve you. In fact, most don't deserve you. Peter the most, maybe."

"Josh!" she scolded, then sighed

"No! Lara," He hesitates, then grabs her hand, gently. "Him ditching you for another girl, his ex, is worse than being a flake. Especially since you know the break up isn't mutual."

Her expression looks completely heartbroken, she retracts her hands, so he plows on

"I know where you hide all alone in your car. I know all the things that make you who you are." This time he doesn't hesitate to take her hand. "I know that goodbye means nothing at all. You come back and make me catch you every time you fall." He says this jokingly but his eyes were sad. Lara Jean could tell.

So, temporarily forgetting her own hurt, she asks.

"What is it?"

"We haven't talked in forever." He said quietly

"Were talking right now, Joshy."

"But only because you needed me. Only because you bumped into me."

"Josh"

"Has Kavinsky stopped you from talking to me?"

"I don't get why you guys all call each other by the last name? It's so..." She trails off when she catches hold of Josh's unamused look

"I... I just felt bad for making you deal with the letter by yourself. Then, Peter showed up and I just fell into rhythm with him."

Josh licks his lips, a nervous habit. "So, that it? Me and Margot break up and BAM we aren't friends anymore.?"

"Margot and I."

"What?"

"You said Margot and me..". She trails off seeing his glare "Your right, I'm sorry. Want to hang out tonight? We can do cookies, or, or we."

"Tonight? Isn't Kavinsky's game tonight?"

"Screw him!"

Josh frowns "Are u hanging out with me because you want to or because you want to get back at him."

"Because I want to, for reals."

"Wont he be mad?"

"Is Josh scared!" Lara Jean shrieks with laughter, imitating Kitty quite well.

"Ha ha, very funny," he pauses as in thinking "but seriously"

"Nah, he ain't the jealous type, and even if he we're he wouldn't be jealous."

Josh raises his eyebrow so she explains

"You have to like someone to be jealous."

Josh frowns and for a second hesitates then says "Like you so brilliantly said, Screw him. Let's go chill."

"Let's go watch Netflix!" she giggles

"Netflix and Chill it is!"

"Josh!"

"What? What did I say?" he asks in mock innocence

"You know what you said!" Lara Jean replies face flushed

"No, what I said was let's relax and watch Netflix. Your head twisted it into sex. Honestly, who knew you were so dirty!"

"Shut up!" She screeched sounding very much like Kitty.

"Whatever. I'm going to pay for your water, meet me at the car, k?"

"K!"

She starts to walk away, when he calls out to her again.

"I totally said 'me and margot'."

She stops "You did not! Did you?"

"Just think about it."

She nods, pushing herself on her tippy toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He watches her leave and turn the corner.

As soon as he is out of sight, he cleans the table and takes the long way to the counter, dropping a note. At a fuming Peter Kavinsky.

Peter was still in his seat, what he heard fresh in his ears. What he saw burning his eyes. Then a text popped up.

"Can't make your game. 🙁 Sorry Peter. Something came up."

His eyes were burning even more. He texted back Lara Jean

"I wish you could have made it."

He would have called, but he was afraid his voice might give him away.

He waited for her to text him back but she didn't, she just signed off.

He texted Genevieve next,

"Gen, we need to limit our interaction, to at school or texting. Sorry, not sorry." Click. And with that the text was sent.

Peter stood up and ran to his car, he was already late to warm ups, another half an hour won't hurt.

He climbed into his car, and clenched his fists, his eyes were blurry, so he rubbed them. then he opened the note Sanderson dropped.

It read; She will be loved

He knew this, he wanted so bad to be the one to love her, he dry sobbed, silently. The only sound was his occasional intake of breath:

Lara Jean, please don't try so hard to say goodbye. 'Cause girl I don't mind spending every day, out on your corner in the pouring rain. I really hate your broken smile, Please, don't try so hard to say goodbye.

Then he drove off to his game, practicing his smile, broken and all.

You can either hate me or love me, but that's just the way I am

Bye guys!

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