A/N: I don't really know what this is or where this came from. I was just listening to one of my all time favorite songs, A beautiful lie by 30 Seconds To Mars (listen to it!), when this came to me. I wrote it down in about 25 minutes, so sorry if it's suckish. I'm not really sure about this one myself, on one side I think it's horrible, but on the other I actually like it. I don't know, but I always wanted to try out this oneshot-style. :D
A review would be great so I know what you think about it. :)
He isn't sure what he is getting himself into.
Or better, what he has gotten himself into. Because the game has already begun.
He doesn't really know how it happened, where it began. One moment he was arguing with her, the next he was kissing her. When they stopped, they didn't talk about it. They sure as hell weren't a thing, or a couple, or even in a relationship. It just happened and stayed like that.
A few weeks passed before it happened again.
This time they were just lying on the couch, watching a movie while their best friend was away. They hadn't told her, and they weren't planning on doing so.
Suddenly she was on his lap, staring into his eyes, and he just couldn't resist. He had to kiss her again. They stayed like that longer then the first time.
After the second time it became a habit.
They were behaving like they always were when anyone was around, they were bickering and teasing each other and just plain fighting.
But at night she would come to his room, sneaking past his mother, just to see him and be with him. Again and again, every night.
And now he finds himself falling in love with her.
He doesn't want to, he knows it is wrong. Even though they never talked about it (they never talk when they are together) he knows this shouldn't be happening, and he knows she doesn't feel the same way.
But he just can't help himself.
He finds himself lying awake in bed at night, thinking about her. Her shiny blond curls, her beautiful blue eyes, her petite figure, her long slender fingers..
He feels like he's losing control over his life.
Like she controls his life now. He can't do anything without thinking about her. Every hour, minute, second. He feels like he's going around in circles, never reaching a destination.
He feels lost.
He can feel the desperation building higher and higher, and he can't do anything about it. He doesn't want to end it, he can't. He just needs to be with her. At least like that.
He makes a mistake.
One night, he just can't hold it in anymore. She is kissing him, taking off his shirt when he stops her.
She just looks at him, full of confusion, and before he can stop the words, he says it.
I love you.
She stares and stares and stares. He feels like she's looking through him, stabbing him with her cold eyes.
She doesn't say it back. Instead, she just laughs.
His heart is breaking.
She looks at him with unforgiving eyes and tells him that it's all just a game, nothing more.
Just a game.
She wants to continue, kiss him again and he kicks her out. He can't stand looking at her.
She never comes back after that.
It's game over.
-x-
It's a beautiful lie
It's a perfect denial
Such a beautiful lie to believe in
..
I've got to remember this is just a game..
-x-