| I'll Be |
| By Mattie Scott |
| I knocked on Kian's door, hoping he would let me stay the night. When he opened the door, he was wearing only his boxers and his hair was everywhere. "What?" He yawned and rubbed his eyes. "Can I stay here?" I asked him quietly, not trying to look at him in the eye. Kian raised his eyebrows and looked around the hallway. "Where's Nicky?" "In his room." "Well, what about Mark then?" he asked again blankly. "In his room too." I shifted my feet. Kian scratched his abs. "Why are you here then?" I gave up. "Fine! If you don't want me to stay then, then just say it!" I threw my hands up in the air. I walked away from Kian's room, annoyed with his version of "Twenty Questions". "You can stay in here." I heard Mark's voice coming from across the hall. His door was open halfway so he pretty much heard the whole thing. At that moment, I wasn't sure if I should accept his offer or not, but considering the facts that it wasn't much of a good idea to stay in Nicky's room, I decided to take up his offer. "Thanks." I placed the black bag containing the ring Nicky had bought me on Mark's bureau. It was kind of pointless to wear it knowing that Nicky's heart was broken. I couldn't believe he would give us up so I could have a better chance of being happier. I turned around to see Mark trying to reach the remote on the other side of the bed. I felt so bad for him. The reason he broke his leg was because of me. Mark struggled for the television remote. "Ugh�" he tried to stretch his good arm as far as he could, but it was of no avail to him. He saw Michelle stare at him. "God, she probably thinks I'm the most helpless thing in the whole world!" He blushed. "I'll get that for you." She started to walk over to the other side of the bed and when she was about to pick it up, Mark saw a cord on the floor that she could possibly trip over. "Watch out for that�.." he tried to tell her. It was too late. I felt my whole body fall forward as I was about to pick up the silly remote. I realized I was going to fall on top of Mark. My feet flew from under me and I saw Mark's mouth gape open in astonishment. The strands in your eyes that colour them wonderful Stop me and steal my breath Emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky Never revealing their depth Tell me that we belong together Dress it up with the trappings of love I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above I fell on top of Mark. He had the wind knocked out of him. "Oof!" I heard him say. Then a "Shit!", an "Ouch" and a groan. "Oh my God! I'm so sorry!" I shook my head in disbelief. From that point, I caught the sight of his eyes and I was immediately drawn to them. They had never lost their blueness, nor the mischievous look in them as well. I'll be your cryin' shoulder I'll be your love suicide I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life After catching his breath, Mark looked up to see what was going on. The only thing he was seeing was Michelle's face smiling at him, her green eyes sparkling and that smile of hers he had not seen in a long time - 4 years to be exact. The same thing that happened four years ago was happening all over again. Rain falls angry on the tin roof As we lie awake in my bed You're my survival You're my living proof My love is alive and not dead Tell me that we belong together Dress it up with the trappings of love I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above From that moment, I knew Nicky was right. Just by looking into Mark's eyes, I knew. I let my lips drop to his and I felt his own lips embracing mine with the same passion from long ago. I'll be your cryin' shoulder I'll be your love suicide I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life I've dropped out Burned up Fought my way back from the dead Tuned in Turned on Remembered the things you said "I'm sorry I was too blind to see what was supposed to happen." I whispered to Mark as we finally pulled away from each other. He pulled me closer and I heard him whisper back into my ear, "I'm not." He kissed me on my forehead. "I'll make you the happiest woman in the world." I smiled. "You don't have to. You already did." I paused for a second. "You always did, Mark." "Carrots�. Can you please get off me now?" Mark writhed. "As much as I love you, I can't stand having someone lying on top of my broken leg and sprained arm." I looked over my shoulder and saw his gigantic cast underneath me. "Sorry." I mumbled and rolled over to his side. I lied on my side, looking at his face. "How could you not give up on me after everything we've been through?" I asked him. He touched my hair. "Mmm�" he hummed to himself. "I couldn't. It was right here inside me." He touched my chest, directing his words to my heart. Mark stared at Michelle for a long time. He couldn't stop taking his eyes of her. She was more beautiful than ever and this time, he wouldn't ever try to let her slip through his fingers. "I love you." It popped out of her mouth. Her eyes were wide as a cat's and Mark was amazed. His heart skipped a beat. "I love you too Carrots. I'm never going to let you go again." He touched her fingers and felt her finger starting to entwine with his. "Me either." She laid her head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat as the seconds, then the minutes, and then the hours pass by. I'll be your cryin' shoulder I'll be your love suicide I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life�� song performed by: Edwin McCain |