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: I thought I was done with this series, but BAM! An idea just struck me like lightning, and I just had to type it down. This isn't a new pairing, since I'm completely sucked dry of ideas for pairings, rather it is a Part 2 of a previous chapter, to be specific, the seventh chapter, "If You Wanna." One, two, three, here we go!
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Chapter 11: That Certain Inexplicable Something
Song Title: "I'll Be" Artist: Edwin McCain
Pairing: Randy/Dawn, Part Two POV of: Randy Orton
~~~
It's been a week now, and I haven't called her yet. I try to recall all my past relationships, and all that comes to mind is, "what relationships?" Now that I think about it, I've never had a serious girlfriend in my life, ever. Most of the first dates I've had, and let me assure you, there were many, became last dates as well. And I actually liked it that way. No fuss, no frills, all fun.
But there's something about this girl. I can't put my finger on it...it's a strange feeling, strange but good. She's special, definitely special. Oh my God...Am I in love? Ugh! No way! Randy Orton, Legend Killer, Made Man...gone weak in the knees for some girl? Oh, please, don't let it be true...no...it can't be...
Randy Orton in love...eww.
~
The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky
Never revealing their depth
~
My mobile phone lay quietly on the table in front of me. Man, I'm going bonkers ...it seems like it's calling out to me, begging me to "give her a call, Randy, come on! You know you want to."
No I don't! "Yes you do..." If I wanted to date somebody, I'll just go to a bar, look for the hottest chick there and ask for her number! It's always worked, and that's how I always do it..."She's more than just 'some girl'! Dawn is special, you said it yourself. She makes you go crazy, doesn't she?"
I do NOT need this stupid little thing they call "love" in my life! I am independent and happy! I am Randy Orton!
Yet I find myself dialing the numbers she scribbled in lipstick on the mirror that night.
"Hello, Dawn?"
~
Rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
You're my survival, you're my living proof
My love is alive not dead
~
"It's Randy."
"Hah...I thought so. You couldn't help yourself, huh?"
Damn right. My own mobile phone coaxed me to call you. "Oh, don't gloat, missy. Do you wanna go out with me or not?"
"Hmm...maybe."
"Oh, yes you do..."
"Okay, I do," she giggled.
I do...oh man, am I actually picturing a perfect little wedding right now? A Mr. and Mrs. Randy Orton? There must be something seriously wrong with me today.
"Randy, you still there?"
"Uh, yeah, I do...I mean, I am. So, this weekend?"
"Sounds good."
Another first date for Randy Orton. And something inside of me desperately hopes that this one isn't going to turn into yet another last date.
~
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated
I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
~
Here I am, in front of her house. I ring the doorbell. My hands are unusually cold and clammy today, quite a contrast to the warm summer breeze that blew.
"Ooh...I like a man who's on time," she said as she sauntered out of the house looking ever so fine in a sea green dress and stiletto heels. "I wonder, though, haven't you ever heard of 'Dress to impress?'" She eyed my casual attire of a light blue T-shirt and worn-down jeans with an arched eyebrow.
"I'll bet the word 'overdressed' is nowhere in your dictionary," I retorted. "You might want to change into something more comfortable, Dawn, you don't need to look so ooh-la-la where I'm taking you."
"Alright, if you say so."
Ten minutes later, she emerges looking equally h-o-t in a floral print, midriff-baring blouse and short shorts. "Better?"
"Yeah." I took her by the hand and opened the car door for her.
We drove off in my convertible, enjoying the wind in our hair and the gentle sunlight in our faces.
"Where are we going, anyway?"
I just grinned at her. She'll find out when we get there.
~
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
~
It was a picture-perfect view. The sun was setting on the sparkling water of the bay, casting golden rays into the pink and purple sky. I spread a blanket on the dew-moistened grass and motioned for her to sit with me.
"Wow...the scenery is absolutely mesmerizing."
"I used to go here all the time when I was a kid. I still do, sometimes."
We talked on for hours, and somehow, I felt comfortable sharing my stories, secrets and dreams with her, and she was equally comfortable sharing hers with me. Before we knew it, the moon and stars had already risen. She rested her head on my shoulder, and we eased into a comfortable silence, observing the beauty of the starry night sky.
~
I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead
Tuned in, turned on, remembered the things that you said
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
~
"Well...I never thought I'd say this, Randy, but you're the sweetest guy I ever met. I had a very nice time with you tonight."
"I never thought I'd say this, either, but I had a nice time too. Funny how I still have the ability to surprise myself."
I paused awkwardly for a moment, uncharacteristically feeling a little shy, but I manage to move in closer and softly touch my lips to hers.
"Good night, Dawn," I whispered after I finally pulled away (reluctantly). "I'll be seeing you again, I hope?"
"You can definitely count on it."
I smiled to myself as I walked back to my car. Randy and Dawn...hmm, that could work. Now that I think about it, Mr. and Mrs. Randy Orton doesn't seem like such a bad idea anymore.
~~~
And that's a wrap! Truth be told, I never thought I could make Randy seem this...nice. LOL
So thank you, thank you, thank you for all your reviews! I really hope that you liked this series, I've stayed up late typing on my laptop just for you guys! I think this is the last chapter for "Musings of the Heart," because I'm all out of ideas. If you have any ideas for me, or if there's any pairing you'd like to see, please don't hesitate to tell me in your review!
Thanks again. This is goodbye, for now. All my love, and then some... ~*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: I thought I was done with this series, but BAM! An idea just struck me like lightning, and I just had to type it down. This isn't a new pairing, since I'm completely sucked dry of ideas for pairings, rather it is a Part 2 of a previous chapter, to be specific, the seventh chapter, "If You Wanna." One, two, three, here we go!
~~~
Chapter 11: That Certain Inexplicable Something
Song Title: "I'll Be" Artist: Edwin McCain
Pairing: Randy/Dawn, Part Two POV of: Randy Orton
~~~
It's been a week now, and I haven't called her yet. I try to recall all my past relationships, and all that comes to mind is, "what relationships?" Now that I think about it, I've never had a serious girlfriend in my life, ever. Most of the first dates I've had, and let me assure you, there were many, became last dates as well. And I actually liked it that way. No fuss, no frills, all fun.
But there's something about this girl. I can't put my finger on it...it's a strange feeling, strange but good. She's special, definitely special. Oh my God...Am I in love? Ugh! No way! Randy Orton, Legend Killer, Made Man...gone weak in the knees for some girl? Oh, please, don't let it be true...no...it can't be...
Randy Orton in love...eww.
~
The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky
Never revealing their depth
~
My mobile phone lay quietly on the table in front of me. Man, I'm going bonkers ...it seems like it's calling out to me, begging me to "give her a call, Randy, come on! You know you want to."
No I don't! "Yes you do..." If I wanted to date somebody, I'll just go to a bar, look for the hottest chick there and ask for her number! It's always worked, and that's how I always do it..."She's more than just 'some girl'! Dawn is special, you said it yourself. She makes you go crazy, doesn't she?"
I do NOT need this stupid little thing they call "love" in my life! I am independent and happy! I am Randy Orton!
Yet I find myself dialing the numbers she scribbled in lipstick on the mirror that night.
"Hello, Dawn?"
~
Rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
You're my survival, you're my living proof
My love is alive not dead
~
"It's Randy."
"Hah...I thought so. You couldn't help yourself, huh?"
Damn right. My own mobile phone coaxed me to call you. "Oh, don't gloat, missy. Do you wanna go out with me or not?"
"Hmm...maybe."
"Oh, yes you do..."
"Okay, I do," she giggled.
I do...oh man, am I actually picturing a perfect little wedding right now? A Mr. and Mrs. Randy Orton? There must be something seriously wrong with me today.
"Randy, you still there?"
"Uh, yeah, I do...I mean, I am. So, this weekend?"
"Sounds good."
Another first date for Randy Orton. And something inside of me desperately hopes that this one isn't going to turn into yet another last date.
~
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated
I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
~
Here I am, in front of her house. I ring the doorbell. My hands are unusually cold and clammy today, quite a contrast to the warm summer breeze that blew.
"Ooh...I like a man who's on time," she said as she sauntered out of the house looking ever so fine in a sea green dress and stiletto heels. "I wonder, though, haven't you ever heard of 'Dress to impress?'" She eyed my casual attire of a light blue T-shirt and worn-down jeans with an arched eyebrow.
"I'll bet the word 'overdressed' is nowhere in your dictionary," I retorted. "You might want to change into something more comfortable, Dawn, you don't need to look so ooh-la-la where I'm taking you."
"Alright, if you say so."
Ten minutes later, she emerges looking equally h-o-t in a floral print, midriff-baring blouse and short shorts. "Better?"
"Yeah." I took her by the hand and opened the car door for her.
We drove off in my convertible, enjoying the wind in our hair and the gentle sunlight in our faces.
"Where are we going, anyway?"
I just grinned at her. She'll find out when we get there.
~
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love's suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
~
It was a picture-perfect view. The sun was setting on the sparkling water of the bay, casting golden rays into the pink and purple sky. I spread a blanket on the dew-moistened grass and motioned for her to sit with me.
"Wow...the scenery is absolutely mesmerizing."
"I used to go here all the time when I was a kid. I still do, sometimes."
We talked on for hours, and somehow, I felt comfortable sharing my stories, secrets and dreams with her, and she was equally comfortable sharing hers with me. Before we knew it, the moon and stars had already risen. She rested her head on my shoulder, and we eased into a comfortable silence, observing the beauty of the starry night sky.
~
I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead
Tuned in, turned on, remembered the things that you said
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
~
"Well...I never thought I'd say this, Randy, but you're the sweetest guy I ever met. I had a very nice time with you tonight."
"I never thought I'd say this, either, but I had a nice time too. Funny how I still have the ability to surprise myself."
I paused awkwardly for a moment, uncharacteristically feeling a little shy, but I manage to move in closer and softly touch my lips to hers.
"Good night, Dawn," I whispered after I finally pulled away (reluctantly). "I'll be seeing you again, I hope?"
"You can definitely count on it."
I smiled to myself as I walked back to my car. Randy and Dawn...hmm, that could work. Now that I think about it, Mr. and Mrs. Randy Orton doesn't seem like such a bad idea anymore.
~~~
And that's a wrap! Truth be told, I never thought I could make Randy seem this...nice. LOL
So thank you, thank you, thank you for all your reviews! I really hope that you liked this series, I've stayed up late typing on my laptop just for you guys! I think this is the last chapter for "Musings of the Heart," because I'm all out of ideas. If you have any ideas for me, or if there's any pairing you'd like to see, please don't hesitate to tell me in your review!
Thanks again. This is goodbye, for now. All my love, and then some... ~*Cold- Zephyr*~