romeo + juliet ↠ l.h

7

((The italics are lyrics))
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"Are you sure about this? I'll stay home with you if you want." Michael told me, buttoning up his dress shirt.

"No, I need to go. I have my dress and everything." I was laying across his bed, all dressed and ready for LPA. I was wearing the beautiful violet dress I had miraculously found in the store, and my hair was in big curls.

When I was shopping, I had actually thought that I would have a good time tonight. Now, I couldn't see that happening.

I had packed a very large bag and left my house. I didn't give my mom an explanation, she'd know why I left. She'd also know the first place to check would be Michael's. I didn't care though, she couldn't make me come home.

"Are you positive?"

"Yes, Michael, don't worry about me." I exclaimed, hoping he'd just give me some space. I understood that he was trying to look out for me, but the best thing for me was to go out and be with my friends.

"You know everything will work out right? We'll get a hold of USC and explain what happened. They'll-"

"No it won't, Michael!" I snapped. "My plans are fucked and I'm going to have to deal with that." I stood up and grabbed my purse, letting him know that I was ready to leave. Hopefully tonight, I could forget that I was sad, and that everything was going wrong. Hopefully I could be happy, just for one night.

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'Give me love like her

Cause lately I've been waking up alone'

I was sitting at a table with my friends. They were all engaged in conversation, but I kept finding myself wandering off in thought. No matter how hard I tried, I kept thinking about college. Could I really not allow myself to just forget for one night?

'Paint splattered teardrops on my shirt

Told you I'd let them go

And that I'll fight my corner'

The answer was no, I could not. I had trained myself to only be happy when I had a bottle in my hands. 'No.' I thought to myself. 'I don't need it. I can do it.' Surely I could make it one night.

'Maybe tonight I'll call you

After my blood turns into alcohol'

I looked around the room, the music blaring and people everywhere. Suddenly, my eyes locked with a certain boy who had stayed up late last night to comfort a girl he barely knew. What seemed like 2 minutes passed, but I knew it was more like 2 seconds. Time seemed to slowly tick by. I could not figure out why.

'No, I just wanna hold you'

Were we friends now? Was I just a charity case to him?

Maybe the reason talking to him was so easy was because it's easier to confess your secrets to a stranger. I told him everything, even starting from the beginning. What I thought was just simple fun freshmen year turned into an addiction. I told Luke this, I also told him about college. About my mom, about 'family tradition', about everything. He didn't say much, only listened, and occasionally added a comforting comment. When the clock hit midnight, he realized the time and had to sneak out and go home.

But it was nice. It was a side of Luke I had never seen. I always assumed he was this arrogant, obtuse person who thought he was too good for everybody. I was really wrong.