My Silly Little Love Songs
Title: My Silly Little Love Songs
Author:Elle sexu_elle
Rating: PG....Pure Unfiltered Fluff
Pairing: You'll See
POV: First
Summary: This is the first time Im singing for him.
Disclaimer: i dont own these sexy men. wish i did, but i dont. Lyrics belonging to Alicia Keys, From First To Last and Maroon5
Author Notes: not Beta'd. any mistakes, IM SORRY!
"Just don’t compare me, okay?"
"I won’t"
"You sure?"
"Yep"
"So when I start singing…you won’t say I don’t sound like you, right?"
"I’ll keep my mouth shut"
"Okay"
This is the first time Im singing for him. And I don’t mean ‘oh yeah im seriously joking with you by exadurating my voice’ kind of singing, I mean that ‘American idol’ kind of singing.
"Whenever you’re ready’ he said to me as he lays his hands on the piano keys and I nod my head, taking a deep breath before nodding him on to start playing. The beginning is always the slowest then he gets more into it and I pick up the beat fast.
"Though I said it once before
But baby im just making sure
I know that there is nothing more then you
They can take it all away
I don’t need it anyway
I just want another day with you
Some people just don’t know what they have
But boy im so glad I got you
Some people say they searched there whole life
But boy its so nice I found you"
The piano stops and my voice went silent again
"Why’d you stop singing?" he asked me and I looked at him
"Because you stopped playing"
"Do I stop singing when you stop strumming?"
"…..no…"
"Well then….continue singing"
"I don’t remember the rest of the words"
"What do you mean….you just adlibbed the whole damn song…those are defiantly aren’t my words…they are too deep"
"well…actually, they aren’t adlibbed, I actually wrote that down"
"Did you…its nice" he nodded and I smiled a little "Continue?"
"no…"
"Okay…how about a song that we all know. And I will sing with you if you stop"
"Okay…" I rack my brain to a song that I remember from years ago but is still fresh in my head "okay…start on b flat then off to a sharp" the piano starts all over again and I start singing like my heart depended on it
"It’s amazing what you find when you just open your eyes
Sometimes love can leave you blind…but still you try
You cover all the lies…and ignore all the signs
Sometimes love can lead you blind
What I though was uncertainty
Left me….spinning in circles again"
I stopped short and he looked up at me, smiling.
"I think I may need to watch out…you just might take my job away" he joked, closing the piano and turned so he was facing me on the stool. "Where have you been all this time?" he asked me, like he was some cheesy soap opera actor. I thought on.
"The 504?"
"Ah. But you see, being stuck in the 702, you can never see the raw talent in music like this…you just get people like…well, the Alex’s and that band they are starting" he chuckled to himself, facing back to the covered keys. Scanning over his side profile, I found myself wanting him to do more then sit there and play the piano while I make a fool of myself singing.
"Professor Urie….would you sing for me?" I asked him and he looked from the hard oak wood that covered his beloved keys to my face, a hopeful expression written all over it.
"What do you want to hear?" he asked, opening up the piano and hitting the A key gently.
"Surprise me…I don’t care what it is..." I said which wasn’t a lie; I really didn’t care, as long as he was singing it.
"Okay" he shrugged and sat there for a moment, contemplating what to sing until he nodded to himself and started to play
*I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Knowing all the things
That makes you who you are
I know that goodbye
Means nothing at all
Comes back and makes me
Catch her every time she falls…
My eyes widened slightly by his song choice and if he were to look at me and not the inside of his eyelids, he would probably think I was holding back something, which wasn’t entirely false. I sat there for a good 2 minutes after he finished, in the same state as when he started.
"So…did you like it?" he asked and I nodded, swallowing visibly.
"Yeah, it was…yeah" I nodded again, this time more franticly, then my phone went off. I scrambled to my book bag and picked it up before it went to voicemail.
"Hello?....yeah, im still at the school….I told you earlier I was….no….shut up, just because you were doing-..No...Fine, bye" I ended the call and muttered ‘bitch’ before dropping it back in the front pocket and picked up the bag, slinging it over my shoulder.
"Lemme guess…your sister?" he asked me and my eyebrow rose behind my long fringe
"Yeah…how’d you-"
"I didn’t think you’d call your mom a Bitch" he chuckled and I grinned, hanging my head slightly
"Well….your right about that one" I adjusted my book bag then looked out the big window and saw a black car approaching, my sister wasn’t lying when she said she was going to speed to get me. Damn. Looking back at Professor Urie, he was packing up his stuff and then undid his tie and dress shirt to reveal a dark band tee, which matched his dress slacks. "Uh, Professor Urie?"
"Yes, Jonathan?"
"When did you graduated from here?"
He gave me a smile and walked towards the door, motioning with his head to walk with him out "Why do you want to know?"
"I don’t know, it’s just, you’re a freaking music professor and you look no older then me" I said in an interested voice and he laughed, nodding his head understanding where im coming from. By the time we got outside and 10 feet from my sisters’ car, I still didn’t get an answer. "Well, are you going to tell me or do I have to guess?" I said with a smile, and he smirked, getting into his car. I dropped my book bag and ran to the driver’s side, hitting my fingernail on the glass of his windshield, and then firmly hitting the side driver’s door, smiling at him afterwards.
"Jonathan, what did you do that for?" he said with a confused face and I shrugged.
"I wanted to make you feel beautiful" I bit my bottom lip, looking at him with a hint of satisfaction. "I’ll see you next week. Same time and day?!" I asked sarcastically, knowing that I had him thinking.
He sat there with his jaw ajar for a moment, and then smirked. "Yeah. Next week"