Warning: This is my first fanfic and English is not my native language, so there might be some mistakes in the language.
"So Gendry, let's talk about something other than the popularity your music has had the last month." The talk-show hostess leans a little forward in her designer chair. "The question I'm sure everyone has been asking themselves since it came out. What is it like to date Arya Stark? She is known for being quite the rebel."
Gendry smirks, he had been waiting for this question the whole evening. "I knew you were going to ask me that and honestly it's a little hard to explain, so I prepared a couple songs for you."
"Is that so? Well, go ahead." The hostess says with a smile.
Gendry walks over to the little stage in the studio, and picks up the guitar that had been placed there for him by one of his band-mates. He glances over at Arya who was standing where neither the cameras nor the audience could see her and smiles to her, before he and the band starts playing.
All my friends are coming over
And I hope nobody told her
She has a way of turning sunshine into rain
I got on that shirt she hates
I just know that face she'll make
Even though it hurts, she's my favorite pain
She never drives her car
She drives me crazy
She ran outta gas and somehow I'm to blame
I'll take her out and drop her off
On the outskirts of our town
I'd leave a trail of roses that lead back home
(So come back home)
She'll pick a fight for no good reason
She knows I'll never leave
I love her half to death but she's killing me
All my friends, they say they like her
But I know behind my back
They all think the same things that I do
She spends her daddy's credit card
And says that I'm the one who's lazy
She's like a dream and a nightmare coming true
I'll take her out and drop her off
On the outskirts of our town
I'd leave a trail of roses that lead back home
(So come back home)
She'll pick a fight for no good reason
She knows I'll never leave
I love her half to death but she's killing me
And I wouldn't have it any other way
She can change her clothes
She can change her hair
But she'll always be the same
So I went out and bought her roses
She complained about the thorns
I caught her smiling and that's what I do it for
I'll take her out and drop her off
On the outskirts of our town
I'd leave a trail of roses that lead back home
(So come back home)
She'll pick a fight for no good reason
She knows I'll never leave
I love her half to death, Oh yeah, I love her half to death
I'll take her out and drop her off
On the outskirts of our town
I'd leave a trail of roses that lead back home
(So come back home)
She'll pick a fight for no good reason
She knows I'll never leave
I love her half to death but she's killing me
She's killing me
"That was she's killing me, now for the second and last song I'm going to play for you tonight."
There's a painting hanging somewhere in Paris
Millions come over to stare at her
But she don't crack a smile
An Italian tower leaning like
It's had to much to drink
Still selling tickets like it's going out of style
[Chorus:]
But when I look at you
I know there's nothing to improve
Because you're perfect girl
Oh oh oh oh
Every little move
And every little groove
Makes me sing
Oh oh oh oh (And I know, I know)
This world would change a lot about you baby if it could
But looking through the glass that I'm seeing through
I wouldn't change a thing about, a thing about you
I run too fast, think too slow, change like the weather
I know you could do better
Still don't know what you see
You think your hair's too short, your eyes are too green
Girl I don't know what you mean
Not that you are but if you're asking me
[Chorus:]
When I look at you
I know there's nothing to improve
Because you're perfect girl
Oh oh oh oh
Every little move
And every little groove
Makes me sing
Oh oh oh oh (And I know, I know)
This world would change a lot about you baby if it could
But looking through the glass that I'm seeing through
I wouldn't change a thing about, a thing about you
Every little imperfection only makes you you
And when I look at you there's nothing to improve, you're perfect girl
When I look at you
I know there's nothing to improve
you're perfect girl
Oh oh oh oh
And every little move
And every little groove
Makes me sing
Oh oh oh oh (And I know, I know)
This world would change a lot about you baby if it could
But looking through the glass that I'm seeing through
I wouldn't change a thing about, a thing about you
I wouldn't change a thing [x3]
"I love you, Arya. Don't ever forget that." He says and winks to Arya. She smiles widely and runs to the stage, kisses him and whispers in his ear; "I love you too, stupid."
That was the first time they said those three words to each other, but it certainly wasn't the last.
Authors note:
Btw. I don't own these characters; I believe it's George R.R. Martin who does that. (If I owned them, they would be older end together by now ;) )
I don't own She's killing me by A Rocket to the Moon or A thing about you by Hunter Hayes.
I would love to get some reviews good or bad, long or short.
