"I didn't know you can play piano." Miguel says from around the corner from the music room. "I played piano back in Florida on our first night." I said as I was still playing. "Is that The Light Of The Seven?" He asked making me stop.
"Not even close. How would you know of that piece?" I asked turning to him. "Well I saw a sheet of it in your house the last time I was there." He comes closer.
"That was last year. And if you remembered that then you would of remember me being able to play piano. What do you want?" I asked as I continued. "Why is it that I want something? I don't want anything. I never did." He angrily says slapping his hand on the piano. "Okay no need to get your panties tied in a bunch. Sit over there." I showed him away from me. "I can't believe I want to be with you." He says making me smirk. "So you do want something." I chuckled. "I said wanted. That's past tense." He defends. "Stop being a baby. You know what you said. You know I can beat your ass." I said annoyed at how he was acting. His nose twitched.
"I'm bigger than you." He says trying to intimidate me by standing over me "I've had bigger." I said pushing him back by his crotch. "The way you're acting you'll never be with someone."
"And what's your point?" I asked as I started to play again. He shits the keys off almost smashing my fingers. "You'll never be loved." I couldn't help but to smirk in his face. "Says you? You come from a foster family. Don't come at me saying 'you'll never be loved.'" I said laughing. He stood over me turning red. I chuckled at myself.
He kept standing there. Hovering over me. It wasn't bothering me. So I flip the cover and started playing again. Then he flipped it. Hitting my fingers. "Is that suppose to piss me off?" I asked smiling up at him. "How can you even smile up at me? You deal so much pain to me I can't-"
"That's the thing Miguel. I didn't do anything. It wasn't my intention. We were only just a fuck." I said as the door opened to the room.
"Oh...I thought you'll be alone." Charles said fixing his tie. "Is there something you want?" I asked crossing my legs. "What is with you asking people what they want? Are you a fucking genie or something?" Miguel flipped out throwing himself on one of the beanbags. "Uh. Nothing nevermind I'll talk to you then. Text me if you need anything help." He whispers the last part as he leaves. Leaving a irritated Miguel and I alone.
"And can you stop playing that fucking piano?" He shouts as I began. I turned back to him and back to my hands playing.
//I've missed your calls for months it seems
Don't realize how mean I can be
'Cause I can sometimes treat the people
That I love like jewelry
'Cause I can change my mind each day
I didn't mean to try you on
But I still know your birthday
And your mother's favorite song\\
"Can you please not?" He says not angry or irritated this time.
//So I'm sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry that I can't believe
That anybody ever really
Starts to fall in love with me
Sorry to my unknown lover
Sorry I could be so blind
Didn't mean to leave you
And all of the things that we had behind
Ooh ooh oooh
I run away when things are good
And never really understood
The way you laid your eyes on me
In ways that no one ever could
And so it seems I broke your heart
My ignorance has struck again
I failed to see it from the start
And tore you open 'til the end\\
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HIM AND I
Teen FictionAlex is a high school student who is well known in the public's eye because of his families wealth and power. A lot of drama erupts and it's messy for him while he struggles with his relationships. Especially his intimate relationship with his te...
