Song fic round 2
Title: Nights Are Forever (Without You)
Parings: Ted/Cody
Rating: PG
Summary: The boys miss each other late one night
Disclaimer: All rights belong to the WWE
Word Count: 1700
A/N: This is my 2nd attempt at a songfic so I'm still kinda nervous as to how this is... It's also got alternating 1st person POV, which I don't EVER write. Please let me know how this is! This song is by the same duo that did the song from my previous songfic. I love them. ♥ Oh, I should also mention that this fic is NOT related to my 1st songfic in the least bit.
A/N2: I'd also like to dedicate this fic to all the members of the ROOTR. You know who you are ♥
Lying in bed with the radio on
Moonlight falls like rain
Soft summer nights spent thinking of you
When will I see you again
I hate when I get like this. Not like I’d admit it to anyone, hell, I hardly want to admit it to myself… But it happens. Just like right now. I can’t control it; it just happens. I’m lying in bed, alone once again, my iPod on shuffle. I look to the window, and the moon is so fucking bright, I couldn’t fall asleep even if I wanted to. So I cross my hands beneath my head and lay there, the moonlight falling over my body, listening to the music. Then that song starts up. Now, Tim McGraw is my favourite, but… but as Please Remember Me starts up, I inhale sharply and my heart skips a beat.
I tell myself that this needs to stop. I can’t keep letting my thoughts about you take over every waking minute of my life. But, dammit, I can’t stop. Try as I might, I just can’t stop. God, Cody, when will I see you again?
~~~
Shit. This room is so fucking hot. Damn AC kicked the bucket or some shit. I go to the balcony of the hotel room and open the sliding door, hoping to let some air in. Only thing I end up letting in is a damn mosquito. That’s buzzing around me, swear to god this air is so muggy and stale… there’s not even a breeze out there right now, not even a hot one. I move back over to the bed, already stripped to my boxers, and lay there splayed out on the sheets. The moonlight’s so bright right now I don’t even need to turn a light on when I roll to the side to fish through my bag for my iPod. Figure that if I can’t sleep, I might as well listen to some music, right? I put it on shuffle and stick it into the iPod dock, then, once again, I’m splayed out on the sheets.
Everything is fine and dandy for a while until… well until that damn song comes on. Yeah, sure, I have a lot of songs on here that remind me of Teddy. Like Whitesnake’s Here I Go Again, which is the song that was playing during our first time together, but I also have Bon Jovi’s Livin’ On a Prayer, which is the song I lost my virginity to. But this song reminds me of Ted, of what I had with Ted, not just sex with Ted (not like the sex was bad, far from it… far from it). God, he knows that I hate that country music shit, but he put that damn song on my iPod anyway. Please Remember Me. Yeah, like I could actually forget him or something. It’s kinda like the state flower of Alaska, the forget-me-not. How could you forget that? I couldn’t forget Ted if I tried (not like I would), he knows that. Even if we ended things when the draft split us up last year (thank God we didn’t), there was no way I’d be able to forget him. His image fills my dreams… he has my heart. Theodore Marvin DiBiase Jr. is the love of my damn life.
Soft and low the music moans
I can’t stop thinking about you
Thinking about you
I didn’t know it would be so strong
Waiting and wondering about you
I didn’t know it would last so long
Nights are forever without you
When the song ends, I know I shouldn’t, but I start it back up from the beginning. Guess I just like torturing myself, or something. Well… doesn’t really matter if the song is playing, or not, since my thoughts about him are so strong anyway. Those thoughts just flood my mind, so strong, so frequently, that’s close enough to torture anyway. I can think about him all the live long day, but that won’t get him back in my arms, now will it?
I never knew it’d be this bad when the draft split us up. Texting him, even talking to him over the phone, not even our webchats just aren’t enough. Each night spent without him here with me goes on and on forever. I can’t sleep because all my thoughts are on him. My mind can’t stop racing. Not to mention the fact that my body’s become so accustomed to having him wrapped up in my arms. Sleeping without him by my side… I don’t know if I can ever get used to this. And it’s been almost one year since we got split up. One year that I’ve going spending more nights without him than with. What a change that was. I saw him all day, every day. Some days, yeah, he annoyed the living shit outta me, but what I can I say? I love him. I want him here with me now. I hate not being able to see him except when there’s a Pay-Per-View or some supershow once, maybe twice a month if we’re lucky. It’s just not enough.
Things are gonna change though. Real soon. He just doesn’t happen to know that yet. I hope he likes my surprise.
~~~
I can still hear the music through my thoughts. It floats in and out, though. But every time I do hear it, it only makes me think about him more. As if I wasn’t already thinking about him enough. Not like I want to stop thinking about him, but really, it would be nice to get some sleep. Although with that heat and that goddamn mosquito it’d be nearly impossible anyway. I knew when we got split up, it’d be tough, put a strain on our relationship, but I didn’t know it’d be this hard. When I graduated high school, my girlfriend at the time went on to college and we said we’d try to make it last. We spent nearly all summer together… hanging out at each other’s houses, having sex whenever we had the chance… Then she left for school and I stayed behind. We lasted about a week after she moved on campus.
But with Teddy, I’m determined to make things work. We’ve already made it nearly a year. Nearly fifty-one weeks longer than my ex girlfriend and I lasted. But hey, the draft is coming up… I haven’t heard anything yet, but maybe there’s a chance I’ll up and get moved back to Raw. How nice would that be? To finally go back to the same show with him… to see him more than once, maybe twice a month. I’d like that a lot. But, as of right now? It doesn’t look like we’ll be back together again. Shit. I can’t stand all these nights alone. I want him next to me. I bet he’d be able to find and squish that motherfucking mosquito so that we could maybe fall asleep.
Curtains still dance with the wind and the sky
The sun will be coming up soon
But I just can’t sleep for thinking of you
Here alone with the moon
I glance to my side and see the clock, red lights lit up showing 5:27. Almost 5:30 in the damn morning and I didn’t get so much as a wink of sleep. The moonlight isn’t as strong now that it’s moved along the sky, but the sun’s light is gonna start coming up over the horizon at any time now. I’m so damn tired, but I just can’t sleep. Every time I try to close my eyes, his face is right there. It’s all I can see. Not that that’s a bad thing, not at all, but it makes me miss him all the more.
His face should be all I see… as he’s lying beside me. Not in my mind’s eye. His face should be the last thing I see before falling asleep at night and the first thing I see when I wake up in the morning, not the last thing I have to envision before falling asleep at night and wish I was waking up next to in the morning.
~~~
Don’t even know how long I’ve been sitting here. The song’s long since gone by, still have my iPod on, though. Hate sitting here in silence. Hate sleeping in silence, too. That drove Teddy nuts. Even after sex I could never just curl up in his arms and fall asleep… not until I got my iPod playing some random playlist. Then I could curl up in his arms and fall asleep.
Finally take a look at the clock and it’s after 5:30. 5:30 in the damn morning and I haven’t been able to fall asleep. I tell myself that it’s just because of the heat and the non-stop buzzing that I can’t sleep… Not because I miss Teddy so much that it actually hurts.
I know it’s bullshit, though, but whatever. At least there’s a breeze now, blowing the curtains around a bit. Also notice how close it is to sunrise. Last time I pulled an all-nighter was in fuckin’ high school. Fuckin’ great.
Soft and low the music moans
I can’t stop thinking about you
Thinking about you
I didn’t know it would be so strong
Waiting and wondering about you
I didn’t know it would last so long
Nights are forever without you
I decide to stand up and walk around a little bit, stretch out my arms, too, while I’m up. Lying on the bed hasn’t gotten me anywhere, so why not? Then I notice my phone’s blinking… musta been so deep in thought or something I didn’t hear it.
~~~
After finally killing that fucking mosquito when it landed on my arm, I remembered something I heard a while back. Someone told me that if you can’t sleep at night, it’s because someone is thinking about you.
Maybe, just maybe, that means that Teddy’s up right now in some hotel room in whatever city he’s in tonight thinking about me.
I grab my phone and shoot him a text. Just a simple ‘Hey’ is good for now.
~~~
The text was sent just a few minutes ago. Three little letters were all the message contained. But that doesn’t really matter, because the important part are those four letters in the sender’s name. Cody. He’s up, too. It’s not just me.
‘Hey to you too,’ I type back to him.
~~~
As soon as I got the reply, I couldn’t help but smile. Teddy’s up. He’s thinking about me. Maybe there is something to be said about those words I was told years ago. This time, instead of texting him, I hit talk. He picks up after one ring… hell, half a ring. His voice is the best music of them all; better than anything my iPod could spit out at me. ‘Hey,’ he says to me. “Hey to you, too,” I reply.
Parings: Ted/Cody
Rating: PG
Summary: The boys miss each other late one night
Disclaimer: All rights belong to the WWE
Word Count: 1700
A/N: This is my 2nd attempt at a songfic so I'm still kinda nervous as to how this is... It's also got alternating 1st person POV, which I don't EVER write. Please let me know how this is! This song is by the same duo that did the song from my previous songfic. I love them. ♥ Oh, I should also mention that this fic is NOT related to my 1st songfic in the least bit.
A/N2: I'd also like to dedicate this fic to all the members of the ROOTR. You know who you are ♥
Click to viewLying in bed with the radio on
Moonlight falls like rain
Soft summer nights spent thinking of you
When will I see you again
I hate when I get like this. Not like I’d admit it to anyone, hell, I hardly want to admit it to myself… But it happens. Just like right now. I can’t control it; it just happens. I’m lying in bed, alone once again, my iPod on shuffle. I look to the window, and the moon is so fucking bright, I couldn’t fall asleep even if I wanted to. So I cross my hands beneath my head and lay there, the moonlight falling over my body, listening to the music. Then that song starts up. Now, Tim McGraw is my favourite, but… but as Please Remember Me starts up, I inhale sharply and my heart skips a beat.
I tell myself that this needs to stop. I can’t keep letting my thoughts about you take over every waking minute of my life. But, dammit, I can’t stop. Try as I might, I just can’t stop. God, Cody, when will I see you again?
~~~
Shit. This room is so fucking hot. Damn AC kicked the bucket or some shit. I go to the balcony of the hotel room and open the sliding door, hoping to let some air in. Only thing I end up letting in is a damn mosquito. That’s buzzing around me, swear to god this air is so muggy and stale… there’s not even a breeze out there right now, not even a hot one. I move back over to the bed, already stripped to my boxers, and lay there splayed out on the sheets. The moonlight’s so bright right now I don’t even need to turn a light on when I roll to the side to fish through my bag for my iPod. Figure that if I can’t sleep, I might as well listen to some music, right? I put it on shuffle and stick it into the iPod dock, then, once again, I’m splayed out on the sheets.
Everything is fine and dandy for a while until… well until that damn song comes on. Yeah, sure, I have a lot of songs on here that remind me of Teddy. Like Whitesnake’s Here I Go Again, which is the song that was playing during our first time together, but I also have Bon Jovi’s Livin’ On a Prayer, which is the song I lost my virginity to. But this song reminds me of Ted, of what I had with Ted, not just sex with Ted (not like the sex was bad, far from it… far from it). God, he knows that I hate that country music shit, but he put that damn song on my iPod anyway. Please Remember Me. Yeah, like I could actually forget him or something. It’s kinda like the state flower of Alaska, the forget-me-not. How could you forget that? I couldn’t forget Ted if I tried (not like I would), he knows that. Even if we ended things when the draft split us up last year (thank God we didn’t), there was no way I’d be able to forget him. His image fills my dreams… he has my heart. Theodore Marvin DiBiase Jr. is the love of my damn life.
Soft and low the music moans
I can’t stop thinking about you
Thinking about you
I didn’t know it would be so strong
Waiting and wondering about you
I didn’t know it would last so long
Nights are forever without you
When the song ends, I know I shouldn’t, but I start it back up from the beginning. Guess I just like torturing myself, or something. Well… doesn’t really matter if the song is playing, or not, since my thoughts about him are so strong anyway. Those thoughts just flood my mind, so strong, so frequently, that’s close enough to torture anyway. I can think about him all the live long day, but that won’t get him back in my arms, now will it?
I never knew it’d be this bad when the draft split us up. Texting him, even talking to him over the phone, not even our webchats just aren’t enough. Each night spent without him here with me goes on and on forever. I can’t sleep because all my thoughts are on him. My mind can’t stop racing. Not to mention the fact that my body’s become so accustomed to having him wrapped up in my arms. Sleeping without him by my side… I don’t know if I can ever get used to this. And it’s been almost one year since we got split up. One year that I’ve going spending more nights without him than with. What a change that was. I saw him all day, every day. Some days, yeah, he annoyed the living shit outta me, but what I can I say? I love him. I want him here with me now. I hate not being able to see him except when there’s a Pay-Per-View or some supershow once, maybe twice a month if we’re lucky. It’s just not enough.
Things are gonna change though. Real soon. He just doesn’t happen to know that yet. I hope he likes my surprise.
~~~
I can still hear the music through my thoughts. It floats in and out, though. But every time I do hear it, it only makes me think about him more. As if I wasn’t already thinking about him enough. Not like I want to stop thinking about him, but really, it would be nice to get some sleep. Although with that heat and that goddamn mosquito it’d be nearly impossible anyway. I knew when we got split up, it’d be tough, put a strain on our relationship, but I didn’t know it’d be this hard. When I graduated high school, my girlfriend at the time went on to college and we said we’d try to make it last. We spent nearly all summer together… hanging out at each other’s houses, having sex whenever we had the chance… Then she left for school and I stayed behind. We lasted about a week after she moved on campus.
But with Teddy, I’m determined to make things work. We’ve already made it nearly a year. Nearly fifty-one weeks longer than my ex girlfriend and I lasted. But hey, the draft is coming up… I haven’t heard anything yet, but maybe there’s a chance I’ll up and get moved back to Raw. How nice would that be? To finally go back to the same show with him… to see him more than once, maybe twice a month. I’d like that a lot. But, as of right now? It doesn’t look like we’ll be back together again. Shit. I can’t stand all these nights alone. I want him next to me. I bet he’d be able to find and squish that motherfucking mosquito so that we could maybe fall asleep.
Curtains still dance with the wind and the sky
The sun will be coming up soon
But I just can’t sleep for thinking of you
Here alone with the moon
I glance to my side and see the clock, red lights lit up showing 5:27. Almost 5:30 in the damn morning and I didn’t get so much as a wink of sleep. The moonlight isn’t as strong now that it’s moved along the sky, but the sun’s light is gonna start coming up over the horizon at any time now. I’m so damn tired, but I just can’t sleep. Every time I try to close my eyes, his face is right there. It’s all I can see. Not that that’s a bad thing, not at all, but it makes me miss him all the more.
His face should be all I see… as he’s lying beside me. Not in my mind’s eye. His face should be the last thing I see before falling asleep at night and the first thing I see when I wake up in the morning, not the last thing I have to envision before falling asleep at night and wish I was waking up next to in the morning.
~~~
Don’t even know how long I’ve been sitting here. The song’s long since gone by, still have my iPod on, though. Hate sitting here in silence. Hate sleeping in silence, too. That drove Teddy nuts. Even after sex I could never just curl up in his arms and fall asleep… not until I got my iPod playing some random playlist. Then I could curl up in his arms and fall asleep.
Finally take a look at the clock and it’s after 5:30. 5:30 in the damn morning and I haven’t been able to fall asleep. I tell myself that it’s just because of the heat and the non-stop buzzing that I can’t sleep… Not because I miss Teddy so much that it actually hurts.
I know it’s bullshit, though, but whatever. At least there’s a breeze now, blowing the curtains around a bit. Also notice how close it is to sunrise. Last time I pulled an all-nighter was in fuckin’ high school. Fuckin’ great.
Soft and low the music moans
I can’t stop thinking about you
Thinking about you
I didn’t know it would be so strong
Waiting and wondering about you
I didn’t know it would last so long
Nights are forever without you
I decide to stand up and walk around a little bit, stretch out my arms, too, while I’m up. Lying on the bed hasn’t gotten me anywhere, so why not? Then I notice my phone’s blinking… musta been so deep in thought or something I didn’t hear it.
~~~
After finally killing that fucking mosquito when it landed on my arm, I remembered something I heard a while back. Someone told me that if you can’t sleep at night, it’s because someone is thinking about you.
Maybe, just maybe, that means that Teddy’s up right now in some hotel room in whatever city he’s in tonight thinking about me.
I grab my phone and shoot him a text. Just a simple ‘Hey’ is good for now.
~~~
The text was sent just a few minutes ago. Three little letters were all the message contained. But that doesn’t really matter, because the important part are those four letters in the sender’s name. Cody. He’s up, too. It’s not just me.
‘Hey to you too,’ I type back to him.
~~~
As soon as I got the reply, I couldn’t help but smile. Teddy’s up. He’s thinking about me. Maybe there is something to be said about those words I was told years ago. This time, instead of texting him, I hit talk. He picks up after one ring… hell, half a ring. His voice is the best music of them all; better than anything my iPod could spit out at me. ‘Hey,’ he says to me. “Hey to you, too,” I reply.