“What If…” 

Brian had bought Justin the Flowers

Take 4

(Also known as "On The Outside Looking In")

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The girl was out late walking the streets, it was cold and damp. She walked with slumped shoulders, head down and her hands jammed deeply into the pockets of her sweater. She had no friends, no family, and no one waiting for her when she decided to go home.

Absently she looked up at an apartment building. She could see neon blue lights glowing from one of the windows. She saw a figure standing in the window. It was a beautiful blonde boy. He had his head pressed up against the window pane looking out into the city night. He looked so sad. She could see the tears streaming down his face from where she stood. She could see him but he couldn’t see her. The girl wondered why he was so sad. Her heart ached for him.

She heard someone approaching and watched as a tall dark haired beautiful man entered the building. His expression was hard to read but he had a slight smile on his lips. He had red roses in his hand. The girl was riveted, she wanted to see the drama unfold.

Minutes passed and then she saw them. They made a striking couple. The man tenderly brushed away the blonde’s tears with his long fingers. She watched with silent delight as he presented the roses to the boy. His smile was so bright and brilliant the girl found herself smiling to. The blonde threw his arms around his lover taking care not to crush the roses. The lovers met in a soul searing kiss that lasted till they needed to breathe. She could see the man saying something to the boy but this far away she couldn’t make it out. They stood there framed in the window for all who cared to see. There love for each other quite evident.

It began to rain again. The girl put up the hood on her sweater covering her wheat colored hair. The loving couple blurred in front of her. She looked away brushing a stray tear from her eye. She moved on into the night unnoticed and unknown. Her arms wrapped around her in a lonely hug. It must be nice she thought to be loved like that. Someone to hold you, kiss you, love you.  She’d never had the pleasure of having what the lucky beautiful blonde boy had. Maybe it’d be better if she didn’t.

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