Title: Sleep Deprived
Ex-Author: S_x_shipper(@yahoo.ca) (1-2)
Author: The Love Mutt (thelovemutt@aol.com) (2-?)
Sleep Deprived
Sleepless...
Xander laid awake staring at the eggshell white ceiling, he was thinking about anything that he could to keep his mind away from 'him'. It just happened to not be working.
He got up waited for his eyes to adjust then walked into the bathroom. It, Xander thought, was surprisingly clean. He splashed some cool water on his face than walked back to his bedroom.
Slipping under the covers Xander realized how cold it was in the apartment, once again he got out of bed, but this time walked into his living room and fiddled with the thermostat. Than, just as before, padded back into his room and slipped beneath the covers.
He felt so alone. Anya had gone. Broken up with him. And left him alone. Xander had, for some reason, understood and let her go without a fight. The only thing he said was "I'm sorry I wasn't the right guy, I hope you find a good husband, I'll miss you".
He would miss her, but as he and she both knew, they didn't really love each other.
He knew who he loved, or at least who he thought he loved. But he was pretty positive the bleach blonde, blue eyed, vampire didn't like him, let alone love him. But at the moment... It didn't matter, because at least he couldn't get hurt.
He had made a pact with himself. He promised to try to get the blonde's attention and flirt with him more often (but not in front of the Scoobys), and would hopefully get up enough courage to ask Spike out... soon.
It was 4:37 in the morning, Xander thought, Spike would probably be at home watching the 'telly', sipping his bagged cow blood.
Xander got back out of bed, wandered into the kitchen, picked up the phone and dialed Spikes number (god only knows why Spike has a cell phone), and waited...
"`Ello?" Finally he answered
"Hey, Spike?" Xander said rather groggily
"Whelp. What do you want?" Spike asked, but not as rudely as usual
"Oh, I was just wondering if you wanted to come out for pizza with me tomorrow night?" Xander said calmer than he ever thought possible, when really his stomach felt like it was on a pogo stick...*boing boing boing*
"Um... Are you paying?"
Yes! "Sure, if you want"
"...Sure, what the `ell."
"Okay, so where do you want to go, or should we order and stay at my apartment?" Say apartment, say apartment. Xander inter voice chanted.
"Sure, apartment... 8:30 good for you?"
"Yeah... So I'll see you then?"
"Uh huh."
"Okay... Um bye"
"Ta mate"
And he hung up...
Wait... wait... hold up! I'm going on a date with Spike! Oh my god! And... At my apartment...
Xander ran back to his bedroom and did a belly flop onto his bed. After a moment or two he wiggled under the covers and got comfy.
He looked at the time, wow it is late.. or... Early.
Xander's adrenaline rush wore off fast and he fell asleep within minutes.
