Musings of the Heart
By Cold-Zephyr
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don't own the songs, don't own the Superstars, don't own squat. I thank you very much.
Summary: A songfic series of the Superstars' love lives, as well as their heartaches.
A/N: And, voila! Chapter Eight is now up! I really hope you like this one, mushy mush and all. ~*Cold-Zephyr*~
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Chapter 8: My Own Special Someone
Song Title: "Crush" Artist: Mandy Moore
Pairing: Rob/Lilian POV of: Lilian Garcia
~~~
"Andrew did the sweetest thing ever last night," Stacy gushed to me and the other Divas while we were in the locker room, "he took me out for a romantic candlelit dinner on the rooftop, and there was even a violinist playing while we ate! It was so nice."
We all sighed "Aww" in unison. "That's great, Stace," Victoria said. "Stevie and me are going to spend the weekend at the beach. Two days of nothing but sand, surf and sex."
Gail slung her bag over her shoulder. "Hey, I gotta go, guys,"
"So soon?" I asked her.
"Yeah...Adam's taking me out to watch a movie tonight." She blushed.
"Alright, have fun," Lita called out as Gail left the locker room. "I get the feeling they'll be doing a lot more in the theater than watch the movie, if you know what I mean." We laughed heartily.
I continued packing up my belongings while they went on and on about their respective significant others. I hate it when they do that. Not that it really annoys me, but I end up being unable to relate to them, and so i can't really join in the conversation. I wish I had someone special of my own. I wish I could join with them and fawn over how my guy was just the most adorable thing in the world. I wish I didn't have to go home all by myself. I wish I wasn't so lonely.
~
You know everything that I'm afraid of
You do everything I wish I did
Everybody wants you, everybody loves you
I know I should tell you how I feel
I wish everyone would disappear
Every time you call me, I'm too scared to be me
And I'm too shy to say...
~
Oh my gosh...there he is, looking absolutely charming in a shirt and jeans. A cutie if I ever saw one. And the cutie who's been in my thoughts for God knows how long it's been. Should I talk to him? Should I just ignore him?
"Hey, Lilian," Rob, his usual cheerful self, called out to me as I passed by him. I guess that answers my question.
"Uh...um, hi." God, Lilian, would you quit acting like an idiot for a moment?
"Why the sad look on your face?"
"Oh, I don't know, really. It's been an off-day, I guess."
"Well, try to cheer up, hmm? You look so much prettier when you smile."
"Um, okay, thanks," I walked away feeling like a million bucks, a huge grin on my face. I don't know whether it was Rob's infectious cheeriness, or the fact that he just called me pretty (sort of). Or maybe even just talking to him. But whatever it was, I felt great now.
~
Ooh, I got a crush on you
I hope you feel the way that I do
I get a rush
When I'm with you
Ooh, I've got a crush on you
A crush on you
~
I remember the first time I saw him. It was circa the WWE Invasion, and he was that total hottie from ECW whom all the fans loved. It was absolutely magical the way the fans would stand up and chant his name whenever the first few notes of his entrance theme played. There was just something about him...
Ever since then, I'd fallen hard for him. His perennially happy disposition, how the fans love him so much, his adorable surfer-speak (saying "dude" or "man" in every sentence), the way he can cheer you up even if you're feeling like shit, his charming and cheeky grin, and how cute it is when he does that little "R-V-D" self-salute. And I hated myself for liking him, because I could never muster up the courage to talk to him. I always felt like an idiot whenever I actually did talk to him, because I would involuntarily stutter when I said something to him. But no matter what, he always made me laugh and just seeing him made my day.
I really hate feeling like a shy little schoolgirl all over again.
~
Ooh, I wish I could tell somebody
But there's no one to talk to, nobody knows
I've got a crush on you
A crush on you, I got a crush
~
"From Battle Creek, Michigan, Rob Van Dam!" I always kept in mind to say this at the same time with his self-salute. I'm standing behind him as he does this to the fans who excitedly yell "Rob Van Dam!"...gosh, he's got such a cute bubble butt. Anyway...
Raw had just ended, and I was back in the ladies' locker room. I chose to mind my own business as Gail chatted to the girls about how Adam was so frisky in the theater. I can't stand this anymore. I'm a grown, independent woman, and I ought to do something about it.
Ah, there it is. The door that reads "Rob Van Dam." Now, all I have to do is knock...
~
You say everything that no one says
But I feel everything that you're afraid to feel
I will always want you, I will always love you
I've got a crush...
~
"Hey, what's up, Lilian?"
I tried not to giggle girlishly...he was all sweaty, flustered...cute. "Hi, Rob. Umm..."
"Yeah?"
I took a deep breath. "Well, this is kind of tough for me to do, breaking the rules of tradition and all...but I really wanna do this, 'cause I sort of like you..." I could feel all the blood rushing up to my cheeks now. I haven't felt this shy in a long time.
"Rob...will you go out with me?" There. I said it.
There was a long pause, and an uneasy silence filled the air.
What a relief it was to finally see that oh-so-familiar grin on his face again. "Well, I'm real glad you asked, Lilian, 'cause I'd been meaning to ask you for the longest time now, but I was...this might come as a shock to you, but I was too shy."
I smiled at him. "Is that a yes, then?"
"Of course it is, Lilian! I'd love to go out with you."
~
Ooh, I got a crush on you
I hope you feel the way that I do
I get a rush
When I'm with you
Ooh, I've got a crush on you
A crush on you
~
~*one month later*~
I opened the door to the Divas' locker room, unable to stop myself from grinning excitedly.
"Well, don't you look happy, Lilian," Victoria said in mock suspicion. "Care to share the reason behind that ear-to-ear grin of yours?" They were all looking at me now.
"Well, girls," I began proudly, "can't help but smile. Rob was just the sweetest guy to me last night."
~~~
So there you have it, Chapter 8 and its happy ending (wow, big surprise there LOL). The ninth installment is in the works, and if you want to read it, then PLEASE REVIEW, because without your comments, my works mean nothing. ~*Cold-Zephyr*~
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don't own the songs, don't own the Superstars, don't own squat. I thank you very much.
Summary: A songfic series of the Superstars' love lives, as well as their heartaches.
A/N: And, voila! Chapter Eight is now up! I really hope you like this one, mushy mush and all. ~*Cold-Zephyr*~
~~~
Chapter 8: My Own Special Someone
Song Title: "Crush" Artist: Mandy Moore
Pairing: Rob/Lilian POV of: Lilian Garcia
~~~
"Andrew did the sweetest thing ever last night," Stacy gushed to me and the other Divas while we were in the locker room, "he took me out for a romantic candlelit dinner on the rooftop, and there was even a violinist playing while we ate! It was so nice."
We all sighed "Aww" in unison. "That's great, Stace," Victoria said. "Stevie and me are going to spend the weekend at the beach. Two days of nothing but sand, surf and sex."
Gail slung her bag over her shoulder. "Hey, I gotta go, guys,"
"So soon?" I asked her.
"Yeah...Adam's taking me out to watch a movie tonight." She blushed.
"Alright, have fun," Lita called out as Gail left the locker room. "I get the feeling they'll be doing a lot more in the theater than watch the movie, if you know what I mean." We laughed heartily.
I continued packing up my belongings while they went on and on about their respective significant others. I hate it when they do that. Not that it really annoys me, but I end up being unable to relate to them, and so i can't really join in the conversation. I wish I had someone special of my own. I wish I could join with them and fawn over how my guy was just the most adorable thing in the world. I wish I didn't have to go home all by myself. I wish I wasn't so lonely.
~
You know everything that I'm afraid of
You do everything I wish I did
Everybody wants you, everybody loves you
I know I should tell you how I feel
I wish everyone would disappear
Every time you call me, I'm too scared to be me
And I'm too shy to say...
~
Oh my gosh...there he is, looking absolutely charming in a shirt and jeans. A cutie if I ever saw one. And the cutie who's been in my thoughts for God knows how long it's been. Should I talk to him? Should I just ignore him?
"Hey, Lilian," Rob, his usual cheerful self, called out to me as I passed by him. I guess that answers my question.
"Uh...um, hi." God, Lilian, would you quit acting like an idiot for a moment?
"Why the sad look on your face?"
"Oh, I don't know, really. It's been an off-day, I guess."
"Well, try to cheer up, hmm? You look so much prettier when you smile."
"Um, okay, thanks," I walked away feeling like a million bucks, a huge grin on my face. I don't know whether it was Rob's infectious cheeriness, or the fact that he just called me pretty (sort of). Or maybe even just talking to him. But whatever it was, I felt great now.
~
Ooh, I got a crush on you
I hope you feel the way that I do
I get a rush
When I'm with you
Ooh, I've got a crush on you
A crush on you
~
I remember the first time I saw him. It was circa the WWE Invasion, and he was that total hottie from ECW whom all the fans loved. It was absolutely magical the way the fans would stand up and chant his name whenever the first few notes of his entrance theme played. There was just something about him...
Ever since then, I'd fallen hard for him. His perennially happy disposition, how the fans love him so much, his adorable surfer-speak (saying "dude" or "man" in every sentence), the way he can cheer you up even if you're feeling like shit, his charming and cheeky grin, and how cute it is when he does that little "R-V-D" self-salute. And I hated myself for liking him, because I could never muster up the courage to talk to him. I always felt like an idiot whenever I actually did talk to him, because I would involuntarily stutter when I said something to him. But no matter what, he always made me laugh and just seeing him made my day.
I really hate feeling like a shy little schoolgirl all over again.
~
Ooh, I wish I could tell somebody
But there's no one to talk to, nobody knows
I've got a crush on you
A crush on you, I got a crush
~
"From Battle Creek, Michigan, Rob Van Dam!" I always kept in mind to say this at the same time with his self-salute. I'm standing behind him as he does this to the fans who excitedly yell "Rob Van Dam!"...gosh, he's got such a cute bubble butt. Anyway...
Raw had just ended, and I was back in the ladies' locker room. I chose to mind my own business as Gail chatted to the girls about how Adam was so frisky in the theater. I can't stand this anymore. I'm a grown, independent woman, and I ought to do something about it.
Ah, there it is. The door that reads "Rob Van Dam." Now, all I have to do is knock...
~
You say everything that no one says
But I feel everything that you're afraid to feel
I will always want you, I will always love you
I've got a crush...
~
"Hey, what's up, Lilian?"
I tried not to giggle girlishly...he was all sweaty, flustered...cute. "Hi, Rob. Umm..."
"Yeah?"
I took a deep breath. "Well, this is kind of tough for me to do, breaking the rules of tradition and all...but I really wanna do this, 'cause I sort of like you..." I could feel all the blood rushing up to my cheeks now. I haven't felt this shy in a long time.
"Rob...will you go out with me?" There. I said it.
There was a long pause, and an uneasy silence filled the air.
What a relief it was to finally see that oh-so-familiar grin on his face again. "Well, I'm real glad you asked, Lilian, 'cause I'd been meaning to ask you for the longest time now, but I was...this might come as a shock to you, but I was too shy."
I smiled at him. "Is that a yes, then?"
"Of course it is, Lilian! I'd love to go out with you."
~
Ooh, I got a crush on you
I hope you feel the way that I do
I get a rush
When I'm with you
Ooh, I've got a crush on you
A crush on you
~
~*one month later*~
I opened the door to the Divas' locker room, unable to stop myself from grinning excitedly.
"Well, don't you look happy, Lilian," Victoria said in mock suspicion. "Care to share the reason behind that ear-to-ear grin of yours?" They were all looking at me now.
"Well, girls," I began proudly, "can't help but smile. Rob was just the sweetest guy to me last night."
~~~
So there you have it, Chapter 8 and its happy ending (wow, big surprise there LOL). The ninth installment is in the works, and if you want to read it, then PLEASE REVIEW, because without your comments, my works mean nothing. ~*Cold-Zephyr*~