Make You Smile

I met someone. Her name is Skye.

12th December 1999

Mark's P.O.V

"You have to tell her dude. Now. Be honest with her. She deserves that fucking much at least."

I sighed putting my head in my hands. I felt like shit. Guilt and confusion wracked me. Tom was right though. I had to tell Taylor about Skye. But I was scared to.

"I know but I don't know how...I mean it's Taylor man. I just assumed the next time I saw her we'd be like...how we always are. I didn't mean for Skye to happen. I didn't mean to start liking her- I didn't mean-"

"It doesn't matter if you meant it or not. You are with Skye and Taylor needs to know before she finds out by looking through a fucking magazine."

I nodded. Tom was totally right but that didn't make this any easier.

"I still love her." I blurted out.

Tom smiled and nodded as he clapped me on the back.

"I know that. Now tell her that. Don't let her waste any more time waiting on you and pining after you. It's not fair on her. And it's a shitty thing to do to anyone especially someone like Taylor. She's my friend too dude. I'm not going to lie for you." 

I frowned. That was a fucking low blow.

"Tom I never asked Taylor to wait for me. I never promised her anything. I would never expect her or ask anyone to do that. She even told me it'd be ok if I saw someone else-"

Tom laughed mirthlessly.

"Are you like really that dense? You didn't need to promise her anything. She loves you. Of course she told you that. It's what you're supposed to say. You didn't think she actually meant it did you? You don't think that at some point she thought you guys would be on again? Maybe on again forever?"

I frowned. This was so messed up. I did love Taylor. But Taylor wasn't here right now.

"Well yeah I thought that too. I still do..."

Tom's eyes widened and he shook his head.

"Whatever you do don't tell Skye that. She already hates that you still write and talk to Taylor all the time."

I sighed. That annoyed me. It was one of the only annoying things about Skye. To her Taylor was an ex. No matter how much I tried to tell her we'd been friends for years.

"But you write and call her all the time too."

Tom nodded.

"Yeah but I never slept with her. And I don't have a girlfriend anymore that's kind of a big difference..."

I bit my lip. Jen was still a sore point.  They had only ended things a few weeks ago. She'd been the one to finally end it although they'd been floundering for a couple of months.

They still loved each other. But Jen was trying to focus on school and with the band blowing up they were just seeing less and less of one another. It got too hard. I didn't doubt they'd get back together eventually.  But right now they both had things they needed to do on their own first. I knew how that felt too well. 

"Shit sorry dude. Look you and Jen will work this out, you know that don't you? She's going to hate me. I don't want her to hate me. I don't want to hurt her." I said quietly.

That was the last thing I wanted. I loved her so much. But Skye had been here when I needed her. Taylor hadn't been. Skye had been there when I'd felt confused, lost and alone. And that's how all of this had happened.