Disclaimer: All these characters belong to Meg Cabot. 'Haunted' belongs to Evanescence (Amy Lee and Ben Moody), very VERY good band.
A/N: Ok, I normally hate song fics and find them extremely annoying but I thought this was like perfect and I couldn't find that anyone had done it before, if you have though, please tell me. It's different peoples POVs at different times, don't worry I'll tell you who's POV it is.
Jesse's POV
Long lost words whisper slowly to me,
Still can't find what keeps me here.
I think I do know what's keeping me here. There's only one thing that it could be. Susannah. She's keeping me here. We're meant to be together, I love her, she loves me.
Suze's POV
When all this time I've been so hollow inside,
I know you're still there.
Jesse's my best friend, he's not just my boyfriend. He's always there for me, he always has been and I hope that he always will be. It's like in that poem, Funeral Blues except he was already dead when I met him so it isn't about his funeral but it's like what the poem says, he's my north, my south, my eat me west and then some more stuff. I don't remember it much, I just know I heard it in Four Weddings and a Funeral and I've loved it since then (A/N: this is true of me, I really do like that poem). Jesse is my everything.
Watching me, wanting me,
I can feel you pull me down.
Paul is such a creep. He says he loves me, this can't be true, you don't hurt people you love. It's not love, it's just lust. I can feel him watching me. I know he's there, I don't know how I know, I just know, he's there.
Fearing you, loving you,
I won't let you pull me down.
I won't let him touch me. I can't let him hurt Jesse. I won't let him hurt Jesse.
Paul's POV
Hunting you, I can smell you-alive,
Your heart pounding in my head.
I know she's in there. I know it, her light is off but she's there. She's trying to make it look like she's not but she is there. She's trying to avoid me. I can't get her out of my head. I hear her even when she's not here.
Watching me, wanting me,
I can feel you pull me down.
I know she wants me. I know it. She says she hates me. She doesn't. She says she's in love with that pathetic cowboy. No she's not. She loves me. If she didn't love me, why did she make me fall in love with her?
Saving me, raping me,
Watching me.
I'm going in there. I'll show her that she loves me and that I love her. She'll see. She'll want me. She'll love me. Me. Not him. ME.
A/N: Woah, that was freaky...anyway, I'm having loads of ideas, argh, I should write them down, I had one before I started this and now I've forgotten it. Oh no wait, I've remembered it now! Yay for me! Anyway R&R please, thank you!
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