A Bitter Move (Sonamy)

Prologue

I remeber just like it was yesterday.
The summer breeze ran through our quills,
as the dark green moist grass brushed against our toes as we wiggled them. Both hand in hand staring up at the meteor shower just above us.

The noise of the mobians was making was nothing but crickets surrounding us. I stole a small glance over towards my blue friend whom seemed unfazed by the beauty that was happening all around him. His eyes eventually caught mine, leaving a flustered blush on my cheeks.

A small grin crept to his face as his eyes sparked in amusement.
"Is something wrong?"
He asked, squeezing my hand in attempt to bring a smile to my face.

"No,I'm fine..I was just wondering if you were enjoying the meteor shower"
A small frown tugged to my face as he kept silent, "I'm sorry...I knew dragging you here was a bad idea"

As my hand began to slip from his, he gripped it harder. Taking his two finger tips and lifting my chin up to face him.
"It's not that I don't find it amusing, I just seen more beautiful things in my life, like you for a instance"
A wider smile tugged at his face, "Besides, it takes more bones to frown than to smile"
A small giggle escaped my lips.
For as long I could remember that was always his little way on cheering me up.

"The shows almost over, let's leave early so it won't be so clustered when we leave with everyone else, we can still watch it as we head home"
"Agreed"

We both left, each of us tempting to not say something that may ruin the moment.
I still ask myself, did he acutley care for me? Or was this all a set up to work his way up, with being to most known guy in highschool?

I still can't tell if he's using me, I caught him twirling his fingers curled in some other girls hair plenty of times. Shy girls whom had a obvious crush on him feared to make a move on the him while I was near by, they all thought I was the jealous type; which I'm very much far from. While other girls could care less as they press their body all over him, some attempting to unwrap me from his strong hold he kept around my body. But he held me close fearing that some boy near by would take their chances with me as soon as I broke away from him.

He would ignore the fact I was being crushed against the other girls crowding him. But as soon as he took the moment to notice he would usually nudge them away, and give my tense shoulders a few squeezes, then leave a small kiss on my ears. Before walking me into my class and sitting me down despise the fact that my teacher was barking at him to go to class.
Making sure that my eyes were focused on anything but boys as he left.

So what, he's a little protective. I would much rather perfer that than a boyfriend whom just didn't care for my well being.
As long as I kept my mouth shut while he walked me through the hallways then we were both happy.

But what if our love is all fake...