ok so this is my first story, it's a jerimiz on-shot song fic to nickelbacks next contestant, any constructive criticism is always welcome! enjoy...
God I hate this. Why do I always let him drag me with him when I KNOW this is going to happen? Oh yeah, it's those damn puppy dog eyes. They get me every damn time. I always say no until I see those crystal blue eyes and pouty lips of my angle, then I'm just putty in his hands.
I judge by what he's wearing
Just how many heads I'm tearing
Off of assholes coming on to him
Damn he looks so hot, swaying those hips, that tight white t-shirt, with those jeans that hug his ass and package PEFECTLY, those sexy as hell biker boots. I would probably enjoy this if I wasn't so damn jealous, even after a few beers I can't stand watching everybody's eyes, straight girls, gay girls, gay men, and straight men, flock to him as he stands there and dances without a care in world. Damn that dancing with the stars. I look up from my thoughts and up walks a guy who I can tell is a douche just by looking at him. The minute he touches MY Chris I'm already sprinting to where they are.
Is that your hand on my boyfriend?
Is that your hand?
I wish you'd do it again
I'll watch you leave here limping
I wish you'd do it again
I'll watch you leave here limping
"He's taken." I say to the ass that had the nerve to touch MY baby boy. He stalks of like a kid with his hand in the cookie jar. "Chris, baby boy, can we please go back to the hotel, I can't stand seeing all these people watching you dance." I beg. "No mike, I'm having fun, you can go back and I'll meet you later." "But Chris" "no buts mike, I'm having fun so I'm staying" "fine, but if another person try's touching you we might get kicked out". Just then up walks another guy, "hey, how about you meet me in the bathroom sexy, have a little fun? What do ya say?" "Sorry, but I" "HES TAKEN" I interrupt Chris. "I don't see a ring" THE NERVE OF THAT ASSHOLE. "IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR FUCKIN HAND OFF OF MY BOYFRIEND YOUR GUNNA HAVE A RING AROUNF YOUR EYE ASSHOLE" "OH YEA I BET HE DOSENT EVEN KNOW WHAT A REAL MAN FEELS LIKE". All I see is red as I charge and tackle him to the ground and proceed to beat the holy hell out of him to the point if I didn't hear my angles voice yell out "mike stop he's not worth going to jail for" I would have killed him.
Can't wait 'til they get what they deserve
This time somebody's getting hurt
"TAKE THAT AS A WARNING ASSHOLE." I yell as security pulls me out of the club with Chris following them. As soon as security leaves us outside I start apologizing to Chris. "Baby boy I'm so sorry, I just can't stand to see people touch you, I just love you so much I don't want you to" I am suddenly silenced by Chris's lips on mine. "Baby how could I be mad about you defending my honor?" "you just love dancing so much and" "not half as much as I love you, so how about we go back to the hotel and I show you just how much I love both you and dancing" "DEAL."
There goes the next contestant