Walk Away
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A/N-before you read, know that I am a huge Mimi and Roger fan, but this kind of wrote itself.VERY AU for the most part.R&R
It has been a little over three weeks since Roger and Mimi broke up and no matter how many ttimes she told Angel she was okay, Angel could always tell she missed him. Alot. It's a normal Saturday for Mimi and Angel as they are walking around the mall. Angel is not exactly sure what Mimi saw the day before but she knows it cant be good since her best friend is even more out of it and upset then she normally is.
"Lets get a pretzel I'm starving!" Angel said as she pulled Mimi in the direction of the pretzel stand. They stood there waiting in line and Mimi continued looking around the mall not really paying attention to what Angel was saying, when she spotted a little booth where you could record your own song for $25.
"Hey Ang, I'll be right back" she said as she started walking over to it.She handed the man her money, got inside the recording room and began. She was a little nervouse so she left the door open a little and faced the window facing outside so she could see other people walking by,clearly giving them access to see her as well.
I'm
gonna remember you
You gonna remember me
I'm gonna remember
you
You gonna remember me
The man running this booth already liked her voice, so he wanted to see how others would feel about it. He decided to put it on the loud speakers so everyone in the mall could hear it.
Does
she rub your feet (when you've had a long day)
I
saw you with your new girl just yesterday
And I feel that I must
confess
Even though it kills me to have to say
Ill admit that I
was impressed
Is it calling just showed up affection
Gotta
commend you on your selection
Though I know I shouldnt be
concerned
In the back of my mind I cant help but question
Scratch your scalp
(when you take out your braids)
Does she know that you (like to
play ps2 till 6 in the morning like I do)
At this moment, Roger walks by, stopping because he would recognize that voice. He looks in the window and sees Mimi singing into the microphone, singing the words that were coming out of the speakers. As he listens to the words for a while, he gives a sad sigh. Mimi opens her eyes and locks eye with Roger as she continues to sing.
I guess I gotta live my life from
day to day Does he kiss me on the forehead
(before we play) I cant explain this feeling So hard to express this
feeling I cant explain this feeling
I
cant explain this feeling
I think about it everyday
And even
though we've moved on
It gets so hard to walk away
(I'm gonna
remember you, you gonna remember me)
Walk away, walk away
(I'm
gonna remember you, you gonna remember me)
Walk away
(i cant
forget it how we use to be)
Hoping maybe you'll come back
And though I tell
myself not to be afraid
To move on but it seems I cant
No other
man has given me attention
It aint the same as your
affection
Though I know I should be content
In the back of my
mind I cant help but question
Show on my doorstep (with a bouquet)
Does he
call me in the middle of the day (just to say)
Baby I love you
(like you used too)
I think
about it everyday
And even though we've moved on
It gets so
hard to walk away
(I'm gonna remember you, you gonna remember
me)
Walk away, walk away
(I'm gonna remember you, you gonna
remember me)
Walk away
Cause nobody compares to you
And you know she'll never
love you like I do
I think
about it everyday
And even though we've moved on
It gets so
hard to walk away
(I'm gonna remember you, you gonna remember
me)
Walk away, walk away
(I'm gonna remember you, you gonna
remember me)
Walk away
I'm
gonna remember you
You gonna remember me
I'm gonna remember
you
You gonna remember me
She finishes the song she steps outside of the small room almost being attacked by Angel running her down, telling her how amazing her voice is. Angel links arms with Mimi and pulls her so that they can finish their shopping day. Mimi looks back once more to lock eyes with Roger, she gives him a sad look as a tear rolls down her cheeck, and mouths 'good-bye'.
