Well, since I was asked so nicely if I would do a follow up to hopelessly addicted I, like I always do, began one the next night. Well, I guess my muse has really taken hold of me this weekend. **Disclaimer: You know the drill by now. Characters: Tammy, Song: the Corrs ** In this piece, the writing isn't exactly extracts, it's my own stuff, but tends to follow the lines of the crush in the book.



I wish he would notice me. But then, Neal tends to go for great beauties. It certainly puts me out of the running. I don't know what to do. It's as if he isn't real. Just a dream for me on cold nights.

YOU'RE ONLY JUST A DREAMBOAT

SAILING IN MY HEAD

YOU SWIM MY SECRET OCEANS

OF CORAL BLUE AND RED

YOUR SMELL IS INSENCE BURNING

YOUR TOUCH IS SILKEN YET

IT REACHES THROUGH MY SKIN

MOVING FROM WITHIN

AND CLUTCHES AT MY BREAST



When he's with me I feel fine, when he's gone I feel blue. Gods! Soon I'll be writing poetry just like he does. Why Neal? Was it an accident? He's so friendly. I wouldn't want to jeopardise that, I value it too much.

BUT IT'S ONLY WHEN I SLEEP

SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS

GOT ME SPINNING ROUND AND ROUND

TURNING UPSIDE DOWN

BUT I ONLY HEAR YOU BREATHE

SOMEWHERE IN MY SLEEP

GOT ME SPINNING ROUND AND ROUND

TURNING UPSIDE DOWN

BUT IT'S ONLY WHEN I SLEEP

Why is he so friendly? It's not fair. Why is it so hard? I am stone. What if anyone found out? What was it Neal always said, 'I'll enjoy my crush in private, thanks all the same.' That's what I'll do. Keep it secret.



AND WHEN I WAKE FROM SLUMBER

YOUR SHADOW'S DISAPPEARED

YOUR BREATH IS JUST A SEA MIST

SURROUNDING MY BODY

I'M WORKING THROUGH THE DAYTIME

BUT WHEN IT'S TIME TO REST

I'M LYING IN MY BED

LISTENING TO MY BREATH

FALLING FROM THE EDGE

BUT IT'S ONLY WHEN I SLEEP

Kel felt cold. She was ecstatic to see him, that was natural, they were best friends. All she could think of was, where has it gone? There was nothing special about his looks now, his voice no longer made her stomach flip in joy.

IT'S REACHING THROUGH MY SKIN

MOVING FROM WITHIN

AND CLUTCHES AT MY BREAST

BUT IT'S ONLY WHEN I SLEEP



UP IN THE SKY

WHERE ANGELS FLY

I'LL NEVER DIE

HAWAIIAN HIGH

IN BED I LIE

NO NEED TO CRY

MY SLEEPING CRY

HAWAIIAN HIGH.