Freestyle.
A/N: Don't think too much into it; it doesn't answer the, "How are Sheva and Frank supposed to know each other if they're in two different universes?" question. It's my theory about what would happen if they did meet up, during a zombie invasion of some sort, aaaaaand that's it. They're kinda OOC, but I wrote this a while back. Not that that's an excuse. Anyways, I'm rambling.
"I have never seen anyone quite as beautiful as you."
(Sheva didn't need this.)
"Every time I look at you my heart goes BOOM!"
(Sheva really didn't need this.)
"I'mma just hopin' that you don't go soon."
(Sheva really didn't need this so much that it was starting to hurt even more. Perhaps it was just her imagination, but there seemed to be a lot more blood coming out of her side than before.)
"'Cause when you are gone, I go all blue."
(Would he just hurry up and bandage her up already? "I'm going to distract you while I do this," he said, "just in case it hurts." It would hurt less if he would just be quiet.)
"So don't leave me alone girl, all alone in the dark."
(Sheva supposed that there was a reason why he was a photojournalist and not a doctor or a poet or a freestyle rapper. Out of all the people she could have come across in this situation, she came across a photojournalist. His definition of shooting involved a camera, which proved to not be very helpful, judging by her current situation, and the fact that she was currently bleeding to death.)
"The way you disappear, it's kind of like art."
(Sheva, at this point, just groaned and tried rolling out of his arms. He really needed to stop singing.)
"Okay, okay, just hold still, I'm almost done. Like I said, I was trying to distract you. …aaand, there, all done. See? I told you, I'm an expert with this kind of thing. Look, just stay there. I'll go get... chocolate or something. You like chocolate, right? Yeah, most girls do. I think. I'll only be gone a minute. You'll be safe. I hope."
(Sheva needed him.)