Ok so this is my first fanfic so please be nice. I named this story after a song by Sixpence None the Richer. I hope you like, Ive already wrote another chapter or 2 but I wont post it if people don't like it.
This is all made up!
"But Heather I love you." I grab the blonds hand and intertwine my fingers with hers,. Then I pull Heather in for a soft yet passionate kiss.
"I love you too Naya, its just that I love Taylor too." I drop Heathers hand and then take a step back.
"Well then you need to pick him or me. I'm not kidding Heather. You told me a year ago that you were leaving him and you still haven't. A fucking year ago."
I see Heather start to speak but I cut her off, I honestly don't even want to know what has to say this second. "Hemo, listen you're my 1 and only but I'm not going to look like an idiot waiting 1 more day if your not going to leave him. So unless you call him right now-" I take my phone out of the back pocket of my jeans and hold it out for Heather. "Right now end it. Or I'm going to walk out this door without looking back."
"Nay, you know I would but-"
"BUT, are you kidding me Heather. I put my life on hold to wait for the woman I love, no rather for my soul mate only to have her about ready to tell me another reason why she cant leave her pathetic boyfriend." I know I love her and I'd wait a whole lifetime for her but I'm sick of the pathetic loser that she cant manage to leave. I know she deserves better, why cant she see that?
"Naya please you know I love you- I just need time." Heather just manages to get out before she feels tears filling up her eyes.
"I gave you time and as each day went by you continued to pick him over me. I need to start my life now and I'd love for you to be apart of it. So call him." I try to hand Heather the phone one last time.
"I'm sorry, I just cant." Then the tears she was holding began to run down her face. It kills me to see her so upset but at some point she needs to acknowledge my feelings and not just Taylor's.
"Well Heather, I guess this is it." I bring my thumb up to her face to wipe off the tears and mascara running down her face. I cant believe I'm making the person I love cry like this- it makes me sick to my stomach. With my other hand I find her hand and intertwine her fingers with mine and pull her a bit closer. I gaze into those blue eyes one last time and then bring my lips to hers. I give her a quick yet emotional kiss, all I can taste is the saltiness of her tears. Then I kiss her nose, forehead, both eyelids, and then back to her lips. I want to remember how her skin feels under my kiss just in case this is the last time I ever get to kiss her flawless face. I pull away and she begins to open her eyes. I turn to walk toward the door and just before I open it I turn to face her. "Don't be surprised if and when I decide to move on- I gave you the option first." Feeling like the worlds biggest bitch I quickly get out the door and slam it shut.