Forever A Fantasy (Juan Karlos fanfic)

So we meet again

~8 months later(because I know you just love those)~

JK'S POV

"She's been heartbroken." Bamboo says to me with a frown.

Amber has been ignoring me for eight months. 8 freaking months.

"So...while you go to her, I'll just sit here and..watch?" I ask accusingly. "Yes." Bamboo says before he walks over to her.

"Oh, and by the way..whatever song she sings, it's for you." He calls over his shoulder.

I have a feeling that wasn't a good thing.

AMBER'S POV

I see Bamboo making his way towards me. I climb down from the stage and give him a one-armed hug.

"Hey Amber! Taylor." He nods at her in greeting as she smiles sweetly.

"Hi Bamboo!" I smile as well. "Tay and I were just talking about my new album, 'Just NOT Kidding'" I smile.

That album is full of the songs of heart break dedicated to Juan Karlos AKA JK.

"Yeah...about that...could you sing one of your songs?" He asks.

"Uh...why?" I ask suspiciously. He sighs as if in defeat. "You see that guy over there?" He points to a bench where a guy in a leather jacket was sat.

I nod. "That's JK." He smirks.

My mouth drops open. "Fine." I grumble.

.

State the obvious

I didn't get my perfect fantasy

I realized that you loved yourself

More than you could ever love me!

So go and tell your friends

That I'm obsessive and crazy

That's fine, you won't mind

If I said..

By the way,

I hate that stupid old pickup truck you never let me drive!

You're a red neck heart break

Whose really bad at lying!

So watch me strike a match

On all my wasted time

As far as I'm concerned

You're just another picture to burn!

When I finish, Bamboo claps and shouts "MORE!"

By this time I see that the little demon has turned to face at me. I glare at him evilly.

I sit at a piano at the other side of the stage and start singing my second song.

I walk through the door with you

The air was cold

Something bout it felt like

Home somehow and I

Left my scarf there,

At your sisters house

And you've still got it

In your drawer, even now

Oh your sweet disposition