FED UP WITH MY HIDDEN FEELINGS
CH 8 – Moping Draco and Beyonce
SIDE NOTE BEFORE YOU READ THIS CHAPTER:
Italics = Beyonce's singing
dashes (-) = "hic" = Draco's slurs and drunk hiccups
Normal P.O.V.
Malfoys never do anything half-hazardly. True to his name, Draco has now finished decorating his Slytherin chambers to his greatest satisfaction.
With the wealth he inherited and his state of depression, his walls of the room is now the darkest Goth-black color instead of his original Slytherin green. His floors are carpeted with matching onyx stones to go with the walls. Along with his room renovations, he decided to practice his transfiguration skills and change his furniture to fit the theme, "Zombieland".
Sure enough, there were dramatic dark stone-made dressers, black polished desks, and yellow-dimmed candles floating in his room. In addition, he added some black roses wrapped around the gates of his door and some sketchy cobwebs.
Currently, Draco is pouting in his newly expressed purchase of his emerald coffin bed while sipping pathetically on his stolen red wine from Snape's hidden stash. Although red wine is phenomenal by itself, Draco has a sweet tooth and bought himself some European chocolates to eat with the red wine.
To add a more dramatic effect, Draco was blasting funeral music on his magical music box, which included some muggle music that he stole from Pansy.
A drunken Draco and depressing music is never a great combination…let's just say, you should be warned to cover your ears.
"Hic-Beyonce. * sniffs * Y-your song is s-so true…hic. Y-you go girl! Sing it!", Draco slurred as he is listening to Beyonce's song, 'Why don't you love me?'.
Seconds later, the young blonde begins to 'sing' if you can even call it that…
Why don't you love me?
Tell me, baby, why don't you love me
When I make me so damn easy to love?
And why don't you need me?
Tell me, baby, why don't you need me
When I make me so damn easy to need?
"Hic-why don't you love me!?Tell me, baby, why don't you love me," Draco belts out before continuing, "When I make me so damn easy to love?-wait…waaaahhhh! But I don't make it so d-damn easy for him to love…I've b-been so m-mean to h-him, of course he h-hates me."
Draco begins sobbing as he keeps listening to Beyonce's song.
And why don't you need me?
Tell me, baby, why don't you need me
When I make me so damn easy to need?
"Hic-why d-don't he need me?," Draco miserably asked himself.
I got beauty, I got class
I got style, and I got ass
And you don't even care to care
Looka here
I even put money in the bank account
Don't have to ask no one to help me out
You don't even notice that
"Hic-ok now that is dead on a-about me. I got b-beauty, I got class, I d-definitely got style and I do h-have a f-fantastic ass to die for," Draco drunkenly stated before continuing his monologue, "Waahhh! And y-you don't even c-care to care…I h-have all the gallons in the w-world so I d-don't have to ask anyone to h-help me out and you don't even n-notice that!"
Several verses later…
I got beauty, I got heart
Keep my head in them books, I'm sharp
But you don't care to know I'm smart
Now, now now now now now now
I got moves in your bedroom
Keep you happy with the nasty things I do
But you don't seem to be in tune
Howling with wrenching sobs, Draco compliments, "So true Queen B! Hic-you just t-took the words out of m-my mouth…"
As the upcoming chorus begins, Draco screeches along with Beyonce, "WhY dOn't you LoVe me!? T-tell me, BABY, why DoN't you lOvE mEEE! WheN I mAke me so DaMn eAsY to LoVe!..."
During Draco's breakthrough of singing, his poor eagle, Kearick was able to open the window and sneak out to save herself from being tone deaf.
Why don't you love me?
Tell me, baby, why don't you love me
When I make me so damn easy to love?
Why don't you need me?
Tell me, baby, why don't you need me
When I make me so damn easy to need?
There's nothing not to love about me
No, no, there's nothing not to love about me
I'm lovely
There's nothing not to need about me
No, no, there's nothing not to need about me
Maybe you're just not the one
Or maybe you're just plain... DUMB
By the end of the heart wrenching song, Draco was exhausted from his loud warbling and slowly drifted off to sleep after finishing the bottle of red wine.
End of Chapter 8 :)
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