(first fic) Fanfiction: untitled (yet)
Title: Lapse (Everything Is Wrong)
Author: slashxcenton
Pairing: Mavid, David Cook x Kimberly Caldwell (xP)
Rating: pg-13 (alcohol usage and boy-kissing)
Genre: angst ( I guess..)
Summary: "I saw Kimberly at the club last night.."
Disclaimer: me no own. if i did, i'd have them do a strip tease on Idol.
Note: Sorry for Kim-bashing, she's just the one that Cookie is probably dating... so.. she's just in the plot.
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You just sit there, staring at him.
breathe.breathe.smile.breathe.
He gazes back at you, those hazel eyes of his glazed over. He doesn't react.
healwayssmilesback.healwaysdoes.
Your mind is running a mile now, you don't know what to do. You're best friend is there practically drowning himself in those bottles of alcohol.
"I saw Kimberly at the club last night..." You mutter, because you cannot stand the silence.
it'ssuffocating.itreallyis.
You wait for a few more minutes before you hear him speak, "I know..." he states weakly.
"She was flinging herself to every man who passed by." You don't know how he'll react, so you keep quiet.
"I know that too." His voice is eeriely calm, and it scares you because David Cook is never eerie.
pleasedon'tbesad.idon'twantyousad.
"I'm surprised the two of you got this far," you look at him, and he seems much more interested with the drink he's having, "David... she's not suited for you, you know..." You trail off.
she'safuc--
"I love her," he mumbles, in between downing the bitter liquor.
"No , you don't; you know that... don't you?"
"It just doesn't seem fair..." He states loudly, laughing hollowly. You smell the alcohol, it's putrid and you want to vomit.
"You, Michael, have a wife," he continues, "I don't."
butyou'redestroyingyourself.idon'twantthat.breathe.calm.breathe.
"Leave her already."
"Not after you. Divorce."
"It's just different! I love Stacey, she loves me; yours do not!" You could feel your anger seeping through your pores. You don't know why he's acting this way.
it'sjustthealcohol.it'sjustthealcohol.dammit.
"Kiss me." He says. You don't know how to react, and you feel yourself quivering, shaking. You're heart's beating fast... It's random, he's not himself.
he'snothimself.blamethealcohol.alcholisbad.
"...No." He's just a few centimeters off your face before you manage to reject him.
"You're drunk."
"I know... I really like you Mike."
"No you don't, you don't know what you're talking about."
don'trejecthim.he'sscared.he'sstressed.don'trejecthim.justonce.
"Once." You tell. It won't hurt... wouldn't it?
He gives a sad smile and leans in.
ohplease.stop.oh.
It is fast, but long enough to taste the alcohol, to feel those pink, soft lips of his. It isn't sweet, it isn't tender, its there, just there... And maybe, just maybe... it isn't that bad.
You can't make him truly happy, but at least for the moment-- he's smiling-- he feels a little bit better.
smile.justlikethatdavid.justlikethat.
"Thank you, Mike." He lowers his head like a feeble, timid child.
"Anytime, David." You flash a smile, though he barely sees it.
don'tbesad.i'llbehere.justforyou.smileagain.justforme.
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first fic! XD! comments are appreciated, I'll give cookies to those who can give it a title! XD!
Author: slashxcenton
Pairing: Mavid, David Cook x Kimberly Caldwell (xP)
Rating: pg-13 (alcohol usage and boy-kissing)
Genre: angst ( I guess..)
Summary: "I saw Kimberly at the club last night.."
Disclaimer: me no own. if i did, i'd have them do a strip tease on Idol.
Note: Sorry for Kim-bashing, she's just the one that Cookie is probably dating... so.. she's just in the plot.
_____________________________________________
You just sit there, staring at him.
breathe.breathe.smile.breathe.
He gazes back at you, those hazel eyes of his glazed over. He doesn't react.
healwayssmilesback.healwaysdoes.
Your mind is running a mile now, you don't know what to do. You're best friend is there practically drowning himself in those bottles of alcohol.
"I saw Kimberly at the club last night..." You mutter, because you cannot stand the silence.
it'ssuffocating.itreallyis.
You wait for a few more minutes before you hear him speak, "I know..." he states weakly.
"She was flinging herself to every man who passed by." You don't know how he'll react, so you keep quiet.
"I know that too." His voice is eeriely calm, and it scares you because David Cook is never eerie.
pleasedon'tbesad.idon'twantyousad.
"I'm surprised the two of you got this far," you look at him, and he seems much more interested with the drink he's having, "David... she's not suited for you, you know..." You trail off.
she'safuc--
"I love her," he mumbles, in between downing the bitter liquor.
"No , you don't; you know that... don't you?"
"It just doesn't seem fair..." He states loudly, laughing hollowly. You smell the alcohol, it's putrid and you want to vomit.
"You, Michael, have a wife," he continues, "I don't."
butyou'redestroyingyourself.idon'twantthat.breathe.calm.breathe.
"Leave her already."
"Not after you. Divorce."
"It's just different! I love Stacey, she loves me; yours do not!" You could feel your anger seeping through your pores. You don't know why he's acting this way.
it'sjustthealcohol.it'sjustthealcohol.dammit.
"Kiss me." He says. You don't know how to react, and you feel yourself quivering, shaking. You're heart's beating fast... It's random, he's not himself.
he'snothimself.blamethealcohol.alcholisbad.
"...No." He's just a few centimeters off your face before you manage to reject him.
"You're drunk."
"I know... I really like you Mike."
"No you don't, you don't know what you're talking about."
don'trejecthim.he'sscared.he'sstressed.don'trejecthim.justonce.
"Once." You tell. It won't hurt... wouldn't it?
He gives a sad smile and leans in.
ohplease.stop.oh.
It is fast, but long enough to taste the alcohol, to feel those pink, soft lips of his. It isn't sweet, it isn't tender, its there, just there... And maybe, just maybe... it isn't that bad.
You can't make him truly happy, but at least for the moment-- he's smiling-- he feels a little bit better.
smile.justlikethatdavid.justlikethat.
"Thank you, Mike." He lowers his head like a feeble, timid child.
"Anytime, David." You flash a smile, though he barely sees it.
don'tbesad.i'llbehere.justforyou.smileagain.justforme.
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first fic! XD! comments are appreciated, I'll give cookies to those who can give it a title! XD!