Just stay please (𝙇𝙪𝙠𝙖 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧)

Why would you ever kiss me? (Chapter 17)

A/N please listen to song "Heather" by Conan Gray while reading this!

"Today we can finally introduce singer and guitarist Y/n!! She'll sing song made by her named Heather! "  Rose said and went from the stage.

People cheered, I stood there alone, microphone in front of me. My eyes fell on Luka, the black haired girl stood next to him. Marinette. Heather...

My fingers lightly touched the strings and I began to play. Blood in my body froze and I was absolutely terrified. Okay it's time to sing... calm down y/n.

"I still remember the third of December,
me in your sweater
You said it looked better on me than it did you
Only if you knew how much I liked you
But I watch your eyes as she"

I had my eyes closed till now. I opened them and glanced at Luka. He smiled and cheered.

"Walks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerised while I die".

I was starting to get more comfortable and really feel the lyrics. I catched myself glancing at Luka a lot. He was still smiling.

"Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
But you like her better
Wish I were Heather.."

Marinette was looking at me and she seemed petrified. Her eyes were worried. She was smarter than Luka. She knew.

"Watch as she stands with her, holding your hand
Put your arm 'round her shoulder, now I'm getting colder
But how could I hate her, she's such an angel
But then again, kinda wish she were dead as she"

I was really living thru it all again. I closed my eyes, but a small tear escaped.

"Walks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerised while I die"

I kinda screamed at the while I die. I remember how happy he seemed when he sang the song for her. He was having hand around Marinette's shoulder till few second ago. He locked his eyes with mine and a piece of me died.

"Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty.."

My voice cracked and his smile slowly faded.

"You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
But you like her better
I wish I were Heather
Oh, I wish I were Heather
Oh, oh, wish I were Heather"

I pierced my eyes on Marinette, she realized.

"Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
But you like her better
Wish I were-"

I couldn't bring myself to end the last sentence. I breathed out, sobbed and came down from the stage.

Everyone cheered as I walked away and locked myself in the bathroom. I looked at myself into the mirror.

I'm not even half as pretty... Played in my head. I sat on the ground and cried. Someone knocked on the door.

"Y/n?" Mia said politely.

"I'm okay! I'll be back in few minutes!" I said with 'happy' voice.

A/n writing and rereading this chapter was torture. #brokenJulia 😅