Disclaimer: You know the drill… the song doesn't belong to me either, it belongs to Snow Patrol! It is called You Could Be Happy, listen to it, :)

A/N: No words can describe this, so enjoy. It's short, I know, but it's reasonable… I hope you guys like it.

Characters are OOC. Deal with it…

Clare – 22

Eli – 23

I figured it would be good to add the ages, cause they're OOC and it wouldn't make sense if they were younger.


You Could Be Happy

Summary: I hope you are…


You could be happy and I won't know
but you weren't happy the day I watched you go

"Why are you being so unreasonable!"

"I'm not being unreasonable; I'm just telling the truth! God, you're acting like… like a—

"Like a what! Say it Eli!"

"Like a bitch!"

She gasped, and a fresh round of tears poured down her cheeks, and she turned around, and walked away.

And all the things that I wished I had not said
are played in loops 'till it's madness in my head

"God, you're such a tease Clare, why can't you see that I'm not going to force you to have sex with me! Why start something you can't finish!"

"Eli, I'm sorry!"

"Oh, now you're apologizing? What's next?"

"Eli why are you being like this?"

"Because, that's how I am, you don't like it, then you can get the fuck over it!"

Eli sat in his room, against his bed, staring blankly at his hands, and he cried… wishing he could take back what he said…

Is it too late to remind you how we were
but not our last days of silence, screaming, blur?

"Hi, this is Clare, I'm sorry I couldn't get back to you, please feel free to leave me a message, and I will get back to you, bye!"

"Hey Clare… it's um… it's Eli, call me when you get this, please."

It's been days since they've spoken, and all Eli wanted to do, was to remind her that they could be the same as they were before…

But Clare wasn't going to listen, she was hurt…

Most of what I remember makes me sure
I should have stopped you from walking out the door

"Eli you're such an asshole!"

"And you're a stuck up bitch, there, we're even!"

"You didn't just…

"What? Call you a stuck up bitch? I just did, you don't like it, there is the door, don't let it hit you on the back." Eli snorted.

Clare clenched her jaw and her fists. Tears poured down her cheeks and she choked on a sob. Clare turned around, bolted out of the kitchen and out the front door. Eli flinched when he heard the front door slam shut, and he sighed.

He should've stopped her…

You could be happy; I hope you are
you made me happier than I'd been by far

"I met someone."

"Oh… that's good, how are you?"

"I'm good, what about you? Have you met someone?"

She smiled, and he nearly broke down.

"I want you Clare, you make me happy… happier than I could ever be…"

"Eli," She sighs, "Not now…"

"Then when?"

"…I have to go…"

And she left…

Somehow everything I own smells of you
and for the tiniest moment it's all not true

The second he pulled up his old Dead Hand t-shirt, her scent lingered in the air. He clutched the shirt, slid down against the wall, and brought the shirt to his face.

One inhale and he began to cry…

And just like that, it was suddenly gone, and he curled up on the floor of his room, and cried silently…

She was gone.

Do the things that you always wanted to
without me there to hold you back, don't think, just do

"Eli, It's been my dream, to go to the states and study!"

"I don't want you to go Clare, I want you here... with me…"

"But Eli, this is a once in a life time chance, please I want to do this."

"What if you find someone else…"

"Eli, I love you, I won't be going to the states to meet someone else!"

"But I don' want you to go…"

She sighed in defeat, wrapped her arms around his shoulders and she kissed his temple.

"I won't go…"

… … …

"I'm going to the states to study."

He nods, and smiles.

"I'll see you when you get back."

More than anything I want to see you, girl
Take a glorious bite out of the whole world

It's been a year since he has last seen her…

He hasn't heard from her…

She hasn't heard from him.

She moved on…

And so did him…

She was married…

And he was engaged.

He wanted to see her, to hold her, to love her.

She could be happy…

He hoped she was…

End!


I wrote this because well, I needed to let the anger out, well hurt, anger? I don't know both. Nobody deserves to be told you can't be happy.

Reviews would be nice.

This is legit the shortest one-shot I have ever written! I am proud of it.