Everything Worth Having
CHAPTER EIGHT
ONE WEEK LATER
Buffy and Spike were sat alone on the floor of the lounge in Revello Drive. It had been a week since Spike had lost his chance at becoming a Pop Idol and only Buffy and Dawn had really scene him.
"You know the gang think your major upset."
"Well maybe it'll stop Harris laughing at me for being a ponce."
"Doubt it, but I'm glad it's over." Buffy said, looking down at the stack of newspapers with Spikes picture in.
"Why did you not like getting a good ol' laugh at Spike pet?"
"Yeah that bit was fun. But all those girls like 'Oh Spike's so fine' it made me sick."
"Oh catty!"
"No it just gave me the wiggins, you being a sex God."
"Buffy you are jealous."
"No way." she protested.
"Admit it you are."
Buffy looked at him, he was sexy and the thought of any other girl being with him made her sick. This was Spike who was only meant to love her and now he was some kinds sex symbol.
"Maybe I am a little bit."
Spike grabbed her and started to kiss her frantically, she kissed him back. This was his every dream and all because of Pop Idol! Dawn might be a pain but this time she'd really done well.
They kissed and kissed until Buffy lead Spike up the stairs to her room.
~*~
Later that day Buffy and Spike were back in the lounge both happy and in love.
"Spike I so know that you didn't want to be a Pop Idol but aren't you a little disappointed?"
"Why would I be?" he asked staring into her eyes, at this moment he felt like he had everything in the world worth having.
"The money."
"Oh yeah."
He lifted himself up and pulled something out of his back pocket. He put in Buffy's lap, it was a bank statement. Her eyes studied it.
"Holy Shit Spike."
THE END.
ONE WEEK LATER
Buffy and Spike were sat alone on the floor of the lounge in Revello Drive. It had been a week since Spike had lost his chance at becoming a Pop Idol and only Buffy and Dawn had really scene him.
"You know the gang think your major upset."
"Well maybe it'll stop Harris laughing at me for being a ponce."
"Doubt it, but I'm glad it's over." Buffy said, looking down at the stack of newspapers with Spikes picture in.
"Why did you not like getting a good ol' laugh at Spike pet?"
"Yeah that bit was fun. But all those girls like 'Oh Spike's so fine' it made me sick."
"Oh catty!"
"No it just gave me the wiggins, you being a sex God."
"Buffy you are jealous."
"No way." she protested.
"Admit it you are."
Buffy looked at him, he was sexy and the thought of any other girl being with him made her sick. This was Spike who was only meant to love her and now he was some kinds sex symbol.
"Maybe I am a little bit."
Spike grabbed her and started to kiss her frantically, she kissed him back. This was his every dream and all because of Pop Idol! Dawn might be a pain but this time she'd really done well.
They kissed and kissed until Buffy lead Spike up the stairs to her room.
~*~
Later that day Buffy and Spike were back in the lounge both happy and in love.
"Spike I so know that you didn't want to be a Pop Idol but aren't you a little disappointed?"
"Why would I be?" he asked staring into her eyes, at this moment he felt like he had everything in the world worth having.
"The money."
"Oh yeah."
He lifted himself up and pulled something out of his back pocket. He put in Buffy's lap, it was a bank statement. Her eyes studied it.
"Holy Shit Spike."
THE END.