I Still Think You're Beautiful and i Don't Ever Want to Lose My Best Friend

Harmony

*Day of the Concert*

Over the past few days Vic has been acting strange. Anytime I would try to talk to him alone he would come up with some excuse, his favourite one seemed to be that he was busy with the band getting ready for their concert, he even used it when I had been hanging out with Jaime one day. Today I plan on finding out what’s going on since he asked me to meet him early before the show tonight.

As I put the final touches on my makeup I walked out my front door and headed toward Vic’s house.

I knocked on the front door just as Jaime was opening it to leave.

“Perfect timing my lovely, you’re coming with me!” Jaime warned with a smirk.

“But Vic told me to meet him here before your guys’ show.” I said confused.

“Yes and it was all part of his master plan,” Jaime said evilly, “you’ll see Vic soon enough.” He stated while rubbing his hands together maniacally. Before I could be concerned with what Vic has in store, Jaime already had me in the car on the way to an unknown location.

Jaime pulled into a field a few blocks up from my house and parked. He ran around to my side of the car and opened my door, blindfolding me and throwing me over his shoulder.

“Jaime! Put me down!” I yelled at him, hitting his back. “Jaime, please!” He knew how much I hate being carried. Jaime only laughed and continued walking for a few more minutes then put me down.

I heard the sound of retreating footsteps and panicked pulling off my blindfold. I was in Vic’s bedroom with the lights off; why in the hell would he bring me back here?

Suddenly the lights in the room came on; I turned to see Vic walking toward me carrying his acoustic guitar. He sat on the bed across from where I was sitting on the floor. I couldn’t help the smile that broke out across my face as I saw him looking back at me. Without a word he began playing a song that I had never heard before:

Sunshine, there ain't a thing that you can do that's gonna ruin my night.

(But, there's just something about)

This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy.

Licking your fingers like you're done and,

You've decided there is so much more than me.

And baby, honestly it's harder breathing next to you, I shake.

I brought a gun and as the preacher tried to stop me.

Hold my heart it's beating for you anyway.

What if I can't forget you?

I'll burn your name into my throat.

I'll be the fire that'll catch you.

What's so good about picking up the pieces?

None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole.

Nobody prays for the heartless.

Nobody gives another penny for the selfish.

You're learning how to taste what you kill now.

Don't mind me, I'm just reaching for your necklace.

Talking to my mom about this little girl from Texas.

What if I can't forget you?

I'll burn your name into my throat.

I'll be the fire that'll catch you.