A/N: I LOVE this song.
And the songs that are listed, I actually went through my iPod and randomly picked. xD
Sing what you feel. The words rang in Artie's ears as he scrolled through his iPod for the perfect son to describe how he felt.
He had been desperately trying to tell Tina about his feelings for the past month and a half, approximately, with little to no success. Words simply failed him. Either his throat would close up, or he would stutter (the joke she made about tables being turned didn't exactly help his case), or he would chicken out and say something stupid like do you have a pencil. His frustration mounted with every failed attempt, until one day Mr. Schue's words of semi-conventional wisdom came back to him: sing what you feel. Where words fail, music speaks.
So he was looking for a song. A perfect song. A song that may or may not make Tina want to make out with him then and there. After about twenty minutes, he growled and just started clicking on random songs.
'I Miss You' by Blink-182? A little too morbid.
'Collide' by Howie Day? No, too mainstream.
'Love Is a Battlefield' by Pat Benatar? Nah, he would save that for a breakup.
'Hoedown Throwdown' by Miley Cyrus? ...he needed to have a conversation with his little sister about her iTunes purchases.
Suddenly, he got the best idea. He knew the perfect song.
xoxoxo
One day, after Glee rehearsal was over, Artie was strumming on his guitar, Tina was talking to Mercedes, and Quinn was talking to Puck about what they were going to do when the baby came.
When things had sort of quieted down, Artie began to play the beginning to 'Can You Tell' by Ra Ra Riot. Singing quietly, he looked at Tina.
Oh, have I been too discreet
How long am I supposed to wait?
I think about you nightly
Oh, can you tell I'm losing sleep
Oh, what am I supposed to do?
It's hard to stay cool
When you smile at me
And I get nervous every time you speak
Casting a look at Tina, he bit his lip. She was looking at him like she'd never really seen him before. He was becoming a bit uncomfortable, but he had started the song and he was going to finish it.
My bed's too big for just me
When you turn your eyes
I promise I won't care
I'm standing by your sister fair
Oh baby, baby, baby please
My heart sinks to my feet
Oh, what am I supposed to do?
I think about you nightly
Mercedes was whispering to Tina now and pretty much everyone was looking at him. She opened her mouth to speak, but then grabbed her backpack and hurried out of the room. Artie stopped in mid-strum and felt like an idiot. He had never even considered that Tina didn't like him back. He hated what a self-absorbed jerk he had been. Placing his guitar in its case and hanging it on his chair, he rolled out of the room.
YAY I can't wait for next chapter. (: