I promise…I don't own the Host…no, please!!! I pro-AHHH!!! Don't—

They threw me in jail. I told them. I really don't own the Host…You believe me, don't you?

This is a DawnFic.

Your Call

I stared down at his broken, lifeless body, tears falling down my cheeks and splashing on his cold chest. How could he? How could he? I told him. I'm a soul, I said. They will let me live. Save yourself. They'll kill you. Delete you; put a soul in you, and you won't be my Ian anymore. He didn't listen. He never does…

Waiting for your call, I'm sick; call, I'm angry; call, I'm desperate for your voice.

I can't hear his voice anymore. I will never hear his voice calling out to me through the caves. His call won't come…it won't come…

I'm listening to the song we used to sing in the car. Do you remember? Butterfly, early summer. It's playing on repeat, just like when we would meet…like when we would meet…

The song, oh, the song he would sing to me when I couldn't fall asleep. Reality is finally better than my dreams, how could I fall asleep? The song won't come now. It will never come…

I was born to tell you I love you. And I am torn to do what I have to. To make you mine, stay with me tonight.

No more stolen nights. No more getting out of chores just to sneak away and be together. That won't ever come…

Stripped and polished, I'm new; I am fresh. I am feeling so ambitious, you and me, flesh to flesh…

His skin was so soft, so smooth. It felt so good resting on mine. I fell to my knees with a loud THUD, and picked up my lover's head. So beautiful. So lifeless….

'Cause every breath that you will take when you are sitting next to me will bring life into my deepest hopes. What's your fantasy? What's your? What's your?

"Ian," I sobbed, "Ian, please. Please come back. Please come back…"

I was born to tell you I love you. And I am torn to do what I have to. To make you mine, stay with me tonight.

"Come back, please. I can't come to you. I can't….I can't…"

And I'm tired of being all alone, and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home…

I lay sobbing on Ian's cold, beautiful, perfect chest that will never rise and fall in breathing again. "Come back to me. Please. Just for me, for me…"
And I'm tired of being all alone, and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home…

"Ian…"
And I'm tired of being all alone, and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home…

And I'm tired of being all alone, and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home…

I WAS BORN TO TELL YOU I LOVE YOU!!!
"Ian," I whispered into his neck, "I love you…"

AND I AM TORN TO DO WHAT I HAVE TO!!!

"Come back to me, please…please…"

I WAS BORN TO TELL YOU I LOVE YOU!!!

"Ian," My lips moved to his ear, and I tried to catch my breath. "Forever, Ian. You and me, forever. You promised."

AND I AM TORN TO DO WHAT I HAVE TO!!!

Suddenly I heard a sharp intake of breath, and not from my own body. Maybe somebody was watching from behind the cave entrance.

Go away, I thought. Go away…

A deep, beautiful voice sounded from under me. I looked up as one word filled my body, my soulwith hope.

"Promise."

To make you mine, stay with me tonight…

FIN

How was it??? There are not many Host fanfictions, and since our name is DreamingOfASoullessIan, I thought I should write a Host fanfic while I gather up ideas for chapter 5 of Mr. G. So, please review and tell me, DAWN, what you think and get a wonderful cookie from the Dark Side!!!