Alright…new story. These are going to be based off of songs by Ke$ha, hence, the title. I'm going to use all 14 songs from her album, Animal. These are all NON-RELATED! Most will be based off of they lyrics, except for a few, which I will tell you about when that chapter comes. Pairing is Jat. What else do you expect from me?

SONG: Your Love Is My Drug

Jade was hopelessly confused. She didn't know if she needed rehab, or just some sleep. She had a new obsession, and it was creeping into her dreams. She was always checking down alleys for her, and making desperate calls for help. She would stay up all night, hoping it was real, hitting her head against the wall.

What was she hoping for? Easy. Cat Valentine.

Why was she obsessed with this girl? She had qualities about her, that was quite hard to find. Her niceness, her attitude, and her voice were only a few. Jade couldn't stop thinking about them, no matter what she did. She was all strung out; her heart was fried to bits. She couldn't get Cat off her mind.

Suddenly, she realized it.

Cat's love was her drug. Cat loved her, just like Jade loved Cat. Whenever Cat was around her, she always felt like her insides were bubbling, her nerves were jumping, and her heart was racing. Just like what you feel when you're high.

Many people still asked out Cat. Rex was a liar. At least 8 guys asked her to prom, but she choose to go throw rocks at people with Jade. Her mom knew about them, and kept asking Cat to just rethink this, maybe try going out with Robbie. But Cat refused, stating she doesn't love Robbie. Or anyone else. Besides Jade. Cat was hopelessly addicted to her, and it was becoming a crisis. Tori, Andre, Beck, and Robbie thought she was crazy. Her judgment was getting hazier and hazier everyday. Her status was (and is) going to be affected, if she continues to act like a lovesick crackhead.

But, Jade had a certain something to her, that Cat had never seen before. Maybe it was how she acted so shy, yet she would rip your arm if provoked the wrong way. Or it could be how her hair streaks seemed to change overnight. No matter what it was, Cat thought about them all the time. She was all strung out, her heart's been fried. No matter what, she couldn't get Jade off her mind.

Cat knew she loved Jade, and she knew Jade loved her. Jade's love was her drug. Better than her meds, or even singing and acting. Jade was better than all of those. And would stay that way.

They didn't care what people said. Dating gave them a rush, and it was worth the price they paid. They always got so high with the other, and felt so depressed, and craved the other when they were apart.

"I got a question. Do you want to have a slumber party in my basement?" Cat asked Jade one day.

"Only if I make your heart beat like an 808 drum," Jade answered with a grin.

"Is my love your drug?" Cat asked, biting her lip.

"Is my love your drug?" Jade asked the same question.

"Huh, your drug?" Cat asked again.

"Huh, your drug?" Jade repeated.

"Yes," they answered at the same time, before giving the other a passionate kiss.

Your love is my drug.

Yeah, that was weird to write. I'm not sure how I feel about it, so why don't you tell me your thoughts about it? Should I continue it? Leave it as a one-shot? Also, if you didn't notice, I made it how Jade felt about Cat in verse one and chorus one, then how Cat felt about Jade in verse and chorus 2, then both of them for that last verse thingy. R&R