I Miss You
Disclaimer: blink-182 owns the song I Miss You. (Anyone else seeing a pattern here?)
A/N: Here's part three, Alicia's POV. When I said that this was going to be a four-parter, I meant that after I finished the girls' POVs, I would be done. As in George and Alicia will not get back together in this one. Sorry to all my fellow Peaches and Cream shippers. Maybe one day when I'm not so busy and OAS is done, I'll go back and write a sequel.
A/N 2: Originally I had planned to use one of our better songs, Won't Be Waiting, for this chapter (I just wanted to own something for once). But the new blink album came out and I just had to use this song. It's my second fave on the album (All of This beats it out 'cause I like the Cure) (It's pretty good, almost as good as Cheshire Cat. Everyone should buy it. Or at least cop the bootleg.)
Oh, and Teda, thanks for the compliment. Alicia's and George's POVs were easier to write than Fred's was. I must've experienced too many messy break ups in my short life.
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~Hello there
The angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background of the morgue~
Alicia Spinnet opened her eyes and sat up with a bolt. George had been haunting her dreams. Again. Just like he had for the last three weeks. Alicia was going mad without him. Quite literally. She had been seeing his face everywhere. And on nights like this one, she even saw him in the shadows. And it made her angry that she couldn't get him out of her mind.
She quickly glanced around to see if she had woken up any of her roommates. Anna was still asleep, as were Brandi and Renée. Angelina was awake, but she was writing in her journal and paid Alicia no mind.
God, she's lucky, Alicia thought with a jealous sigh. Whenever she replays her last few days with Fred, she doesn't see a break up. No; she gets a bloody marriage proposal. She sighed again. It's not fair. Angelina has everything; she's rich, Quidditch Captain, Head Girl… And her boyfriend will be waiting for her at Kings Cross.
Alicia shook her head to rid herself of all the jealous feelings she had toward her best friend. Angelina may have been kind and understanding after the book incident, but she doubted she would be again.
~The unsuspecting victim
Of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally
If we want~
What did she ever do to deserve this? She laughed, remembering all the romantic things George used to do for her. Back then she teased Angelina, saying that her friend got the defective twin. Boy was she wrong. Angelina was over there preparing for a wedding and she had nothing.
~Where you can always find me
And we'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends~
The memories came flooding back. All the holidays they spent together. The Halloween in their sixth year when he first told her he loved her. The Yule Ball a couple of months later where they stayed in a corner of the Great Hall to avoid Angelina and Fred's wild dancing. Christmas, a few days later, when they made love for the first time. Neither wanted that night to end but it had to. Just like their relationship had to end.
~I miss you
(I miss you)~
But she missed him so much.
~Where are you?
And I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep
I cannot dream tonight~
She wished she knew what he was doing right now. She wanted to tell him how sorry she was. That even though she was still upset, she understood everything now. That she couldn't sleep without dreaming of him (like that was any different).
~I need somebody and always~
She needed him.
~This 6 string's darkness
Comes creeping on so haunting every time~
Alicia heard a guitar playing somewhere off in the distance. She shuddered as she recognised the haunting melody. It was the Tony Rich Project's Nobody Knows. How ironic that she would suddenly hear a breakup song out of nowhere when she was contemplating her breakup. Or even more so, George was only person she knew that played guitar. She looked around excitedly, but George was nowhere to be found.
~And as I stared I counted
The webs from all the spiders
Catching things and eating their insides
Like indecision to call you
And hear your voice of treason~
She lay back down and began to count the number of creases in the curtains of her bed. It took her mind off George until she discovered that there were exactly 132. Then her thoughts turned back to him.
She wondered if she should write him a letter explaining things. Then she changed her mind. It's not like he'd get anyway," she thought. Or if he did, he probably wouldn't' answer.
~Will you come home
And stop this pain tonight?
Stop this pain tonight~
If only he were here right now…
~Don't waste your time on me
You're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you)
You're already the voice inside my head
(I miss you)~
As she finally drifted off to sleep, she could hear his voice. "I love you, too," she murmured back.
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Two fics in as many days. Hopefully, I'll be able to make it three tomorrow.