Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or the song so don't sue cause u'll get about a dime maybe....
A/N: This is my first fic so any suggestions would be nice...
"Leave
(Get Out)" by, JOJO
I've been waiting all day for ya babe
So
won't cha come and sit and talk to me
And tell me how we're gonna
be together always
Hope you know that when it's late at night
I
Hold on to my pillow tight
And think of how you promised me
forever
(I never thought that anyone)
Could make me feel this
way
(Now that you're here boy all I want)
Is just a chance to
say
[Chorus]
Get Out, (leave) right now,
It's the end of you
and me
It's too late (now) and I can't wait for you to be
gone
'Cause I know about her (who) and I wonder (why) how I bought
all the lies
You said that you would treat me right but you was
just a waste of time (waste of time)
Tell me why you're looking so
confused
When I'm the one who didn't know the truth
How could
you ever be so cold
To go behind my back and call my friend
Boy
you must have gone and bumped your head
Because you left her
number on your phone
(So now after all is said and done)
Maybe
I'm the one to blame but
(To think that you could be the one)
Well
it didn't work out that way
[Chorus]
I wanted you right here
with me but I have no choice you've gotta leave
Because my heart
is breakin'
With every word I'm sayin'
I gave up everything I
had
On something that just wouldn't last
But I refuse to cry
No
tears will fall from these
Eyeee-eeee-eeees
Ooooh, ooooh
Get
out
[Chorus X3]
The redheaded woman sat on her couch
waiting for her estranged love to arrive. He had said he would be
coming to her flat as soon as his meeting was finished. She wondered
if she would have the strength to do it. To kick him out of her flat,
out of her life, and out of her heart.
She wondered if she was
doing the right thing. She had to be, there was no other option left
for her, after battling with her conscience for a good hour she
decided she would confront him and see what pitiful excuse he had.
Then it
happened.
Knock, knock
She was frozen,
'this is it,' she thought.
Ginny got up from the couch and
went to answer the door. Draco stood on the other side looking
exhausted. He smiled when he saw her and went to kiss her but she
turned her head to the side so all he got was a mouthful of
hair.
"What's wrong Gin?"
"Come in
Draco. We need to talk about some things."
Draco sat down
on the couch and fidgeted with his hands.
"What's
up?"
"What's up...? What's up he asks" Ginny
threw her hands up and started pacing, "I'll tell you what's up
I had a little talk with a certain Shannon who called your cell phone
today."
Draco's eyes went wide and he muttered two
words... "Oh. Shit".
"Oh. Shit. Is right! So, I ask
if I can take a message and she says she called to confirm your date
tomorrow. When I ask who she is, she says she's your
girlfriend!"
By now Ginny was starting to yell and looked
furious, the path that she was taking as she paced seemed to wear
marks in the rug. Draco stood up and moved towards her.
"Now
Gin, before you jump to conclusions..."
"Don't you
fucking try to lie to me Draco!", pushing her hands forcefully
against Draco's chest to push him away from her, the last thing she
wanted was for him to touch her, to reach out to her. Her sanity was
already teetering on the edge of insanity, one small push and you
would find Ginny Weasley in St Mungos.
"So anyways
we talked for about an hour had a very interesting conversation. Oh!
By the way, she has something I was supposed to tell you... your
date's off tomorrow and go to hell. She says she doesn't want to be
with someone's boyfriend. I told her not to worry since you wouldn't
be mine much longer."
"Gin, don't do anything rash
let me explain..." his voice pleading, begging for her to listen
to him.
Ginny pointed at the door, "Get out" she
hissed menacingly her eyes in slits.
"Ginny, no, you
don't mean that" Draco went to put his hand on her arm.
Ginny
pulled back quickly.
"GET OUT DRACO!" By now she was
screaming.
"Ginny I love you I'm sorry she doesn't mean
any..."
He wanted to
explain, beg for her to listen to his case, but she cut him
off.
"Don't give me any excuses. I'm through with you.
Did you honestly think I was naïve enough to not find out? Just
leave."
"Gin..."
"NO! LEAVE! GET
OUT! ITS OVER! I'VE BOUGHT YOUR LIES FOR TO LONG!"
"Ginny
please just stop for a seco..."
Ginny pulled out her wand
and pointed it directly at Draco.
"SHUT UP! Don't make me
hex you, you know I will. I gave you my heart Malfoy."
Ginny paced as
she vented the anger that built steadily within her throughout the
day, her wand still trained on the centre of Draco's chest. Her
voice getting louder with every step she took, "I thought we would
always be together." Ginny turned and faced the man that caused her
heart to shatter beyond repair. "That's what you told me, you
promised me that we would be! But no... I wasn't enough, well fine!
Just go and get out of my sight I never want to see your face
again!"
Draco slowly approached Ginny, hoping to try
appease the horrific events that were unfolding in front of him, he
was lost. For the first time in his life and to his knowledge, a
Malfoy was lost in a situation that was of his own doing that he had
no control of, and it scared him. "I'm not giving up on you."
He whispered so quietly that it was almost a sigh; he reached out and
softly touched her arm, praying that this would not be the last touch
that they would experience, ever. If it was, he was lost. Ginny
flinched at the contact of his hand on her arm.
Ginny's eyes
went cold as she rounded on Draco, "Get away from me
forever."
With that a downcast Draco grabbed his Cell and
walked out the door. It was futile to do anything any more tonight,
she needed time, hopefully things looked better in the morning but he
seriously doubted this.
As soon as he closed it Ginny broke
down sobbing onto the ground.
Little did she know outside
Draco sat against her door listening to her mournful cry feeling
horrible for causing her so much pain. He vowed to himself that this
wasn't over and no matter what he would find a way to get her back,
even if it was the last thing that he did.
