Do What You Like
A onesided Gwen/Cody songfic.
Written specifically for the purpose
of being fic 200 on the TDI section.
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It never felt, like it felt when I felt it
for the first time with you
and you know I wouldn't lie
Cody had had a lot of crushes. Mostly on stereotypically pretty girls, like Lindsay and Bridgette, or just the popular girls at school. But he had never liked a girl like Gwen-- she was sweet and hot, unlike the goth girls at his school, who were overweight and scary to look at.
So when she asked him to go to a party with her, he had automatically agreed. He soon found out it was because she needed a driver.
Now I'm standing by the fountain
and I'm counting
all the sunken coins
maybe they know what it's like
It was strange to be at a party. He had never really been to one, and he didn't know anyone there except for the person who had invited him and the person holding it, Trent, who was strangely absent. The house was large, the front yard was well manicured and in the back they had a pool, and a fountain.
He found the outcasts seemed to gather there, and he tended to stay where he was wanted.
To be a stain on your shirt
and a hole in your jeans
to be a speckle of dirt
on your dress so clean
It seemed, to everyone else, that he was simply unwanted. Pining after a girl that was miles above him. If he had met her before the show, he might have stood a chance-- she'd be the lonely goth girl and he'd be the nice, if not somewhat dweebish, guy who gave her the time of day.
But it didn't hold now that she was kind of popular and he had a thing for her.
Because I give you my all
and you give nothing to me
so go on Do what you like
Looking down in to the fountain, he flicked a coin in it and turned to go inside. It was pretty cold outside, and he hadn't brought a coat. On the way in, he grabbed a can of coke from an ice chest and went to sit in the living room
You never meant what you said
but you said it because you've had one or two
and you know that's what you're like
Gwen had stumbled over from where she had been standing and sat next to him. He could smell the beer on her breathe, and she smiled at him.
"Cody, yer so cute." She slurred, leaning foreward, the smooth line of cleavage under her white dress shirt exposed.
Cody blushed a bit, but took no heed as she stood up and stumbled away.
Now I'm standing by the wall feeling small
as you're working the room
and I know that he's your type
He wondered how she became so fluent in the language of parties. He supposed the parties Geoff hosted had helped. She easily drifted from group to group. Even inebriated, she seemed so smooth. It made him shudder a bit-- she reminded him of his older brother, Shaun. He was too smooth, too laidback.
He didn't like the similarity.
With his tight fitted shirt
and his designer jeans
well you treat me like dirt
and I treat you like a queen
you have the time in the world
and not a second for me
So go on do what you like
Then he showed up, Trent, the man of the hour. He stopped to converse, talking up a few of the party goers before noticing Gwen. Making a bee-line for her, Cody felt himself almost seething. Trent was nice, he could admit. But he didn't like him for one reason.
1. Gwen liked him, and he liked her back.
you took me to the party
I don't know anybody but I'll
wait for you
He turned around, looking for a familiar face. He found none-- at least none that he wanted to talk to. It was becoming a sea of blurs and people he didn't care for, and he reached for his pocket. Pulling out his cell phone, he stood and went to a more secluded area. The coke sat unopened on the wooden end table.
(Yes) you left me here alone
and you're not answering the phone
and still I'll
wait for you
Flipping through his contacts, he passed his other teammates, before finally clicking to 'Geoff Daniels'. He held in a smirk. Guy was born to be a party monster. He clicked down one more. 'Gwen Lewis.' He hit the make call option on the phone and pressed it to his ear.
No answer.
Because the taxi's just a fiver
but I am your designated driver and I'll
wait for you
Shutting his phone, he looked at the time display on the top of it. It was getting pretty late-- 1:32 AM. It was a weekend, so there was no school, but Cody never felt completely at ease late at night. He wished he was better at parties, but he resigned to going back to the couch.
Shit, someone swiped his coke.
Because this night could be the night
when you realize it is right and so I'll
wait for you
But he decided to wait. Maybe, after driving her home and helping her in, when she woke up, she'd realize he was right for her.
...Maybe. Hopefully. Blissfully, if she did.
So no smoking, no drinking
straight thinking because
I'm driving you home
and I think your coat's upstairs
Turning down the offer of a beer, he checked the clock again. 2:04. People were now starting to leave, so he took that as a cue to go find Gwen and take her home. Starting up the stairs, were the coats were, he looked around from the steps until he got far enough to where the wall didn't show anymore. Turning to the doors, he opened one and it glided open silently.
Now standing on the landing
and I'm staring through an open door
I can't believe it´s you in there
From the doorway, he could see it all, even if all of it was in shadows.
With an unbuttoned shirt
and your hands down his jeans
well you treat me like dirt
but your hands stay clean
because I give you my all
and you give nothing to me
Her shirt hung open as she sat on top of him, her hands pinning his arms above his head. Leaning in, closer and closer to his face, her hair dangling infront of her eyes, neither of them had noticed the door opening, and neither noticed the door shutting.
So go on do what you like
Do what you like to me
Wordlessly, he went back down the stairs, out the door, and drove home.
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End.
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