Okay in this story Maya is 17, Lucas is 20, Riley is 16, Farkle is 16.
.Maya.
Ugh you can't be serious. He's 20 I'm 17 three years, it's not that big of a deal. But apparently it is to him. I mean I understand if I was 14 and he was 20 but I'm 17, a 1 and a 7. That drives me crazy that- *knock knock knock* Now who is at the door? I walk to it to see Farkle and Riley holding hands. "Hey guys" I say. "Lucas?" Riley asks. I nod. "It's okay" she says. "Whatever" I mumble. We then watch a movie.
It's now 9:30 and Farkle and Riley are cuddled up. The doorbell rings. "Riley" I groan. She gets up and so does Farkle. "Hey man" I hear. "Hey" I hear and it sounds like Farkle. I walk over to see Lucas at the door. "Why are you hear?" Riley asks. "Josh couldn't get you so your father sent me" he said. She nodded. "Hey Maya" he said. I just look away from him. "Hey guys so wait in the car" he said to them and they nodded. I just walked to the kitchen. "Hey Maya" he says again. I just open up the fridge and put some grapes on a plate. "Maya please don't tell me your mad about that" he said. "It's whatever you don't like me" I say rolling my eyes. "Maya I- it's not that- your too young" he says. I drop my grape. "Get out" I say. He sighs, "Maya" he tries. "No get out" I say my voice cracking. He sighs and walks out closing the door. A tear rolls down my face and I wipe it off and walk to my room.
It's been a hour and I'm just staring off into space. I sit up and grab my guitar. I look at my song book and think. Should I play one of my songs? Yeah, even though they are all about him.
"Big lights, people, rushing to grow up before you know, stop lights, denied. Everyone tells me I gotta go slow.
And it's gonna hurt sometimes, no matter what you do. But nothing can change my mind"
Here it goes.
"If I'm too young to fall in love, why do you keep runnin' through my brain? And if I'm too young to know anything Then why do I know that I'm just not the same?
Don't tell me I won't
Don't tell me I can't feel
What I'm feeling is real
Cause I'm not too young
Rain drops
Deep thoughts
Pictures of you and me wherever I go
Laughing
Running
To a place where nobody says no"
I wipe a couple tears from my face.
"And it's gonna hurt sometimes
No matter what you do
But I've got to fall to fly, yeah
If I'm too young to fall in love
Why do you keep runnin' through my brain?
And if I'm too young to know anything
Then why do I know that I'm just not the same?
Don't tell me I won't
Don't tell me I can't feel
What I'm feeling is real
Cause I'm not too young
Cause I'm not too young, no
Ye-e-eah
And if I'm too young to fall in love
Why do you keep runnin' through my brain?
And if I'm too young to know anything
Then why do I know that I'm just not the same?
Don't tell me I won't
Don't tell me I can't feel
What I'm feeling is real, yeah
Cause I'm not too young
Cause I'm not too young, no
Cause I'm not too young"
I then place my guitar down to break into tears. I hear a knock and jump. I turn around to see Lucas. I wipe my tears and open it. "Maya was that song about me?" he asks. "Uh no it's just uh from my memory" I can barely say because my voice kinda goes away when I cry. "Maya are you crying?" he asks. "No why would I?" I ask. "Maya I like you but, your-" I then finish his sentence "too young I know" I say. He looks down like he's thinking of something. "Wait, you can sing" he says. I give him a slight smile. "Do you have any others about me?" he asks. I nod. "Can you sing one?" he asks. Okay. Should I do the one wrote when he was dating that girl or the one where I wrote it about how I feel about him, well one in particular because I wrote a lot like that? I'll just do the first one. I grab my guitar and begin.
"You're on the phone with your girlfriend
She's upset
She's going off about something that you said
'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do
I'm in my room
It's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do'
But she wears short skirts
I wear T-shirts
She's cheer captain
And I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up
And find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time
If you can see I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see
You belong with me
You belong with me
Walkin' the streets with you and your worn-out jeans
I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself
Hey isn't this easy
And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down
You say your fine
I know you better then that
Hey what you doing with a girl like that
She wears high heels
I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up
And find that what what you're looking for has been here the whole time
If you can see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see
You belong with me
Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know
Baby, you belong with me
You belong with me
Oh, I remember you drivin' to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh
When you know you're about to cry
And I know your favorite songs
And you tell me about your dreams
I think I know where you belong
I think I know it's with me
Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see
You belong with me
Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time
How could you not know
Baby you belong with me
You belong with me
You belong with me
Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me
You belong with me"
I finish and take a deep breath. I look over to see him staring at me. Oh no, does he think it's weird? "It might seem weird but I find it better to wri-" I get cut off by a soft pair of lips. I was froze at first until I kissed back and he laid me down. "Wow" I say out of breath. "People might think your too young, but I don't care anymore." I smile at his words.
