Hey guys, this is a fic based on the song by Hinder "Lips of an angel" I heard it the other day, and was like BAM! story idea! so I just ran with it and this is what came out... hope you guys like it, and as always Read/Review!
SONGS/THOUGHTS
Tommy stumbled out of bed. He looked at the clock, it read 3:40AM. Feeling his way around in the dark, he made his way to the bathroom.Sighing, he looked in the mirror. She would be 23 today. He did his business and went back into the bedroom. He looked at his girlfriend's sleeping form.She was beautiful, like she just walked off a runway. She was sweet, grounded, loved to give, and most of all, loved tommy. Brown hair, green eyes, tall and slender.They were an attractive couple, the type that everyone was jealous of. As he made his way in the door, he heard a faint tone of "white lines" coming from his nightstand.
"Hmm.." he said both concerned and pleased. he picked up his phone and went back into the bathroom.
"Hello?" he said
it was silent for a minuite
"Hey" she said softly.
Honey why are you calling me so late
It's kinda hard to talk right now
"I miss you, Tom. " Jude said. He could hear the pain and tears in her voice. "I miss you too." he said with a sad smile.With that, the tears spilled over. He heard her crying, and it broke his heart, because he couldn't do anything.
Honey why are you crying is everything okay
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
"How is everything Jude? and I do mean everything." He asked trying to figure out why she had called."Steve proposed to me tonight." Tommy sucked in his breath. "he proposed? to my girl? Qunicy, she's not your girl... what did she say?""And? Tommy asked with apprehension. Jude let out a low sob. " I said no." Tommy let out a sigh of relief. Jude chuckled. "Was that relief Quincy?"
"Uhhh..."
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
"I don't know. When he asked, I pictured my wedding in my head... and he wasn't the groom. I just... I don't want to think about you... well I do, but it makes me sad, so I try not to." Jude said in one breath. I just can't get you out of my head, Tommy." Jude finished.
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
"I know Jude. Oh, by the way, Happy Birthday, girl. 23 Right? Jude looked at the clock and smiled. Of course he remembered. "Thanks Tommy. How's Angela?" Tommy thought of his girlfriend sleeping in bed. "She's fine. She's talking about taking the big step too. " Tommy sighed stressfully. he rubbed is face. "And?" Jude asked hopefully. " I just don't see it happening." Tommy said. I mean, I love her and all, but I just don't think that her and I would be a great "married" team." Jude didn't say anything. "I'll take your silence as relief then" Tommy said playfully. "Shut it" she said with a girn.
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
"Why do we do this?" she asked him. Tommy thought for a moment. "I dunno, all I know is that I don't want it to stop." he said to her truthfully. "How's the album coming?" Tommy asked. "Good, Good. I need one more song, and then it's done. Kwest is doing a great job." Tommy felt a pang of guilt. "I'm sure he is. " here goes the question I don't want to ask... "How's Steve? I mean, other than you rejected him." "He's okay. Jude said with a quiver in her voice. "He's really hurt that I said no. He accused me of cheating, which of course I haven't, but of course, when you've been going out for 2 years, ask someone to marry you, and they say no with very little explanation, what would you think?" She said. "Yeah, I can see that." he agreed.
"Do you think about me, Tom? I mean, I know I think about you..." she trailed off. Tommy smiled. "Everyday, girl. Every single day." Tommy heard the phone get muffled, and heard voices. he was quietly listening. A minuite later, Jude was back. "Tommy? I gotta go, Steve woke up. But, I'll talk to you later... I promise." Jude said sadly. "Okay, girl. call me if you need anything. ANYTIME. not just at three am." he said, trying to lighten the mood. "Happy Birthday again." he fininshed. "Okay.. bye Tommy." Jude said, he only hung up the phone when he head the click of her phone. He sat there thinking about what just happened, and got a feeling that he hasn't had in awhile. The inspiration to write a song. He went to his living room, sat down with a notebook, and the words just flew out of him.
3 HOURS LATER...
Tommy sat back and looked at the song he just wrote. There was no question who his inspiration was. He picked up his cell phone and dialed a familiar number.
"Kwest man, what up?" Tommy said when he answered the phone groggily.
Reconizing the voice, Kwest woke up a little more. "Nothin, T. What do you need?"
"I need you to come to New York in a couple of days, for a couple of days." Tommy said to his old friend. "I need you to produce a song for me."
Kwest sighed. "Who's the artist?" Tommy winced. "Me." Kwest chuckled. "Talk to Jude last night, did you.? "
"How-" Kwest interruped him "She was practically silent yesterday, and she just kept strumming "White Lines" and "There's Us" while we were trying to write yesterday. The girl is blocked like Hoover Dam. I figured there was going to be a conversation with everyone's favorite Boyz Attack-er in the near future. Why do you guys toture yourselves? Someone's gotta stop bein so strong and give in to what you both clearly want. But anyway, I'll be there in a couple of hours." (A/N: Tommy lives close to the NY/Cananda border)
"Alright man, thanks. I'll be in the studio workin on the music. cya in a few." They both hung up their phones and got ready to record Tommy's new song.
Jude heard her phone ringing, and picked it up. "Hey Kwest, what's up? You have to go to appointments today? Alrighty then, I'll just work on my song, and we'll record tomorrow. Alright? Bye!"
"good... I needed today off" Jude said to herself, and rolled over and went to sleep.
LATER THAT DAY:
They had just finished recording Tommy's new song "Lips of an angel" and Kwest was getting ready to leave. They worked very hard to get it done today because Tommy wanted Kwest to take it back to the homeland with him and give it to a Radio DJ who owed Tommy a favor. Tommy walked Kwest to the door. "Alright man, peace" Kwest said to his best friend and did their handshake thingy. He turned to leave, and then turned back around. As if reading Tommy's mind he said, "Hey," Tommy looked up. "She's gonna love it, man" Tommy smiled. " I hope so." was all he said before shutting the door.
Jude had finally gotten up about three hours after Kwest had called, she finished her song and now she was cleaning her apartment. Shockingly, she was listening to the radio, which is something she rarely did, because she didn't like much of the new music out. Steve had work all day, and was staying late... AGAIN... so she had the evening to her self. The song she was listening to ended, and she was about to turn the dial, but the DJ "Stopped" her.
RADIO DJ:
Alright kids, we have a new treat for you. A song from little Tommy Q. Shocking, yes I know, his main man Kwest just dropped it off, it was recored today. Can't get any newer than that. I heard this song already, and it's a far cry from 'pick up the pieces'. here it is, Tom Quincy with 'Lips of an Angel"
Jude stood in her living room, unable to move or say anything. She just listened to the song that was oh-so-shockingly on the radio.
Honey why are you calling me so late
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey why are you crying is everything okay
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue
Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
(And I never wanna say goodbye)
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
Honey why are you calling me so late
Jude crumbled to the floor, tears falling down her face. It was hard to explain the joy, sorrow, hurt, and happiness that she felt. Just then she heard her doorbell.
Oh god... I hope it's not Steve...
"Just a second!" she went in the bathroom, splashed cold water on her face and answered the door...
OKAY OKAY... So how was it? should I continue?
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