A/N Okay so the Song 'PS this is Austin' is by Blake Shelton and I just thought it was time I did a Buffy and Angel fic again.
He left without leaving a number.
Said he needed to clear his mind.
She figured he'd gone back to L.A.
Cause he talked about it all the time
It was almost four years before he called her up
Three rings and an answering machine is what he got
If you're calling about that vamp I dusted him
If this is Tuesday night, I'm Bronzing
If you've got a problem
You've got the wrong phone
Just call Giles
If it's anything else, wait for the tone
You know what to do
PS If this is Angel, I still Love You
The telephone fell to the counter
He heard, but he couldn't believe
What kind of girl would hang on that long?
What kind of love must that be?
He waited three days and then tried again
He didn't know what he'd say
But he heard three rings and then
If it's Friday night, I'm demon hunting
And first thing Saturday if nothing else interfears
I'm dealing with an apocalypse and
I'll be busy all weekend long
But, I'll call you back when
I get home Sunday afternoon
PS If this is Angel, I still Love You
This time he left his number
And not another word
He waited by the phone on Sunday evening
And this is what she heard
If you're calling about my heart
It's still yours
I should've listened to it a little more
Then, it wouldn't have taken me so long
To know where I belong
And by the way girl,
This is no machine you're talking to
Can't you tell, this is Angel
And I Still Love You