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Old 05-20-2010, 04:32 PM   #1438 (permalink)
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Thanks? That was all he got? No reciprocated feelings? No outright rejection? God, this woman was more confusing then anyone else he'd ever met in his entire life! He sighed inwardly, suddenly thinking that perhaps keeping his mouth shut was the best thing he could have done after all. He stood from the table, and pushed his chair back in. "I... I guess I'll get going. Matt and I have some work to do." He said before turning from her and walking out of the great hall.

Well that was a stupid move. He thought, shoving his hands in his pockets. Tell her you like her. Sure, sounds like a good idea in theory. But of course, it isn't actually such a brilliant plan after all. He headed down the stairs and to the dungeons, where his and Matt's 'music room' was located. It wasn't really a music room, Hogwarts didn't have one after all. There was just some unneeded furniture there, and an old grand piano the twins had spent weeks fixing up. They'd brought down all their instruments, including electric guitars they'd charmed to work in the school. He unlocked the door and went inside, flopping down on a large couch. "I'm an idiot." He said out loud, to no one but himself as he ran his hands through his hair.


"What'd you do now?"

Kyle turned when he heard a familliar voice in the doorway. "Lex." He said, shocked by her appearnece. "I thought you transfered out after he whole deal with Matt a couple years ago." He said, eyeing the girl carefully.

Lex shrugged. "I did. But mum thought it was best I finish where I started, even if it meant uptting up with Matt. I meant to tell you yesterday at that show you put off, but Matt didn't seem too pleased to see me." She said, walking into the room and sitting across from Kyle on another couch. "I was going to talk to him, see if he'd forgive me for what happened... But I guess he's moved on."

Kyle arched an eyebrow. "Uh, yeah. After a year and a half, he finally got over how much you destroyed his life, and found himself someone." He said, voice turning colder then it should have. "And he won't, so you know."

"Obviously." She said, looking down at a tear in her jeans. "I'm sorry you know. I really didn't want it to end how it did." She glanced back up at Kyle, green eyes sparkling in the lighting. "Think he ever will?"

Kyle sighed, looking at her straight. "Honestly, no I don't. And he shouldn't either. Lex, you ruined him. You didn't have to live with him after what went down happened. He was a complete mess... I have never seen him so upset in my life. He didn't eat, he stopped playing, gave up singing... He wasn't himself at all. It took all of the band to snap him out of whatever state he was in." He shook his head and closed his eyes, dragging his hands down his face. She looked back at him, her eyes welling up. "You didn't hear this from me, ok? He still loves you. He really does. But he hates you for what you did. And now that he's got Victorie, I doubt he'd even give you a second look, let alone another chance. He's happy... Finally. So do us all a favour, and leave him be?"

Lex nodded, brushing away a tear. "Alright." She said, defeated. Matt had been the only reason she'd come back, and now, whatever hope she'd had of them getting back together was destroyed. She stood up, feeling like Kyle didn't want her here. "I guess I'll see you guys in class... Or in the commons. They re-sorted me when I came in... Slytherine." She said, looking over her shoulder.

Kyle nodded slowly, and watched as she started walking away. "Lex, wait. Come back. I'm not him... We can still talk you know. I'm still ****** at you for what happened, but I won't hold a grudge." He gave her a weak smile. "That and I don't know where Matt's to." He picked up his guitar, smirking a little. "C'mon, for old time sake." He said, starting to play.
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