A/N: Sorry that it took so long. I was on vacation and I've had a lot of tennis practice lately. Forgive me? Oh,please? I'll even send you Spike served with fudge covered strawberries. Mmm....or I might just be too tempted by it and eat it myself. ;)
A Warning Sign
I miss the good part then realize
I started looking and the bubble burst
I started looking for excuses
Come on in, I've got to tell you what a state I'm in
I've got to tell you in my loudest tone that I started looking for a Warning Sign
When the truth is
I miss you
Yeah, the truth is
That I miss you, so...
A Warning Sign
Come back to haunt me
And I realize
That you were an island
And I passed you by
You were island to discover
Come on in, I've got to tell you what a state I'm in
I've got to tell you in my loudest tone
That I started looking for a Warning Sign
When the truth is
I miss you
Yeah, the truth is
That I miss you, so...
And I'm tired
I should not have let you go
Oh...
So I crawl back into your open arms
Yes, I crawl back into your open arms
Chapter 9
Buffy stood, arm clasped together with Liam, glancing around the carnival in hopes of spotting William. Liam was going on and on about their house to a couple who were obviously upper class since they were covered from head to toe in expensive silk and jewels.
Buffy was going to go crazy if she had to hear one more time about how Liam's workers did not build the fireplace in the correct spot and how now he had to do his paperwork facing the wall instead of the window. To Buffy, it didn't make sense. And even if it did, who gave a damn. He could always just turn the desk. Buffy rolled her eyes as the couple went 'ooo' and 'ahh' at Liam's statements.
Buffy politely excused herself from the conversation, not that she was saying anything, and made her way to the table with the fine scotch. She grabbed a glass and downed one easily and held the glass in her hand as an excuse for being at the table longer than she needed to.
If Liam was going to keep that conversation all night, she might as well drink good and proper so that she could be out of it as he ranted on. Buffy pushed the glass forward, silently asking for a refill.
"Miss, not to be interfering, but don't you think that a lady should keep it at one glass?"
Buffy snorted an unlady like snort. "Yes, a lady should, but I'm not a lady am I? If I was, I would be prancing around with some stuck up, arrogant, rich man dressed in some stuffy suit talking about our glorious attendance at the church dinner.
The man stared at the girl in shock and quickly poured some more scotch in the glass. He stared at her in awe as she downed another glass in a couple of seconds. He held the bottle at an angle, asking her if she'd like more. Buffy was about to say yes when she saw Liam walking towards her. She put the glass down and shook her head no.
"Why, Buffy, dear. Don't go and make yourself all sick with that stuff. It is too strong for you to handle. Only men should be drinking that."
"Liam the only thing that makes me sick is looking at your face. Scotch is like water when I'm with you!" said Buffy, grabbing the skirt of her dress and turning her back to him and leaving towards the dance floor.
Liam's knuckles turned white as he tightened his fist in anger. The man at the table stared in shock and said, "She's a feisty one isn't she, lad?"
Liam frowned at the man and left without another word.
(cut to dance floor)
Buffy stood on the dance floor, still angry from a few minutes ago with Liam. She was startled when she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Liam, I told you that-" said Buffy.
"I know what you said, Buffy, but frankly, I don't care," said Liam. He pulled her into his arms, grip tight on her arms, forcing his lips on her. Little did Buffy or Liam know that there stood William with unshed tears in his eyes. He dropped the flowers in his hand and quickly made his way through the crowd.
Buffy pulled herself away from Liam, ready to yell at him when she spotted a bleach blonde head. She felt her heart skip a beat and stood shocked at what she just saw.
A/N: What you didn't think that I would actually have them hug and reunite did you? That would just be too easy. Call me evil or whatever you want, with patience comes good things. Now go and review!!
A Warning Sign
I miss the good part then realize
I started looking and the bubble burst
I started looking for excuses
Come on in, I've got to tell you what a state I'm in
I've got to tell you in my loudest tone that I started looking for a Warning Sign
When the truth is
I miss you
Yeah, the truth is
That I miss you, so...
A Warning Sign
Come back to haunt me
And I realize
That you were an island
And I passed you by
You were island to discover
Come on in, I've got to tell you what a state I'm in
I've got to tell you in my loudest tone
That I started looking for a Warning Sign
When the truth is
I miss you
Yeah, the truth is
That I miss you, so...
And I'm tired
I should not have let you go
Oh...
So I crawl back into your open arms
Yes, I crawl back into your open arms
Chapter 9
Buffy stood, arm clasped together with Liam, glancing around the carnival in hopes of spotting William. Liam was going on and on about their house to a couple who were obviously upper class since they were covered from head to toe in expensive silk and jewels.
Buffy was going to go crazy if she had to hear one more time about how Liam's workers did not build the fireplace in the correct spot and how now he had to do his paperwork facing the wall instead of the window. To Buffy, it didn't make sense. And even if it did, who gave a damn. He could always just turn the desk. Buffy rolled her eyes as the couple went 'ooo' and 'ahh' at Liam's statements.
Buffy politely excused herself from the conversation, not that she was saying anything, and made her way to the table with the fine scotch. She grabbed a glass and downed one easily and held the glass in her hand as an excuse for being at the table longer than she needed to.
If Liam was going to keep that conversation all night, she might as well drink good and proper so that she could be out of it as he ranted on. Buffy pushed the glass forward, silently asking for a refill.
"Miss, not to be interfering, but don't you think that a lady should keep it at one glass?"
Buffy snorted an unlady like snort. "Yes, a lady should, but I'm not a lady am I? If I was, I would be prancing around with some stuck up, arrogant, rich man dressed in some stuffy suit talking about our glorious attendance at the church dinner.
The man stared at the girl in shock and quickly poured some more scotch in the glass. He stared at her in awe as she downed another glass in a couple of seconds. He held the bottle at an angle, asking her if she'd like more. Buffy was about to say yes when she saw Liam walking towards her. She put the glass down and shook her head no.
"Why, Buffy, dear. Don't go and make yourself all sick with that stuff. It is too strong for you to handle. Only men should be drinking that."
"Liam the only thing that makes me sick is looking at your face. Scotch is like water when I'm with you!" said Buffy, grabbing the skirt of her dress and turning her back to him and leaving towards the dance floor.
Liam's knuckles turned white as he tightened his fist in anger. The man at the table stared in shock and said, "She's a feisty one isn't she, lad?"
Liam frowned at the man and left without another word.
(cut to dance floor)
Buffy stood on the dance floor, still angry from a few minutes ago with Liam. She was startled when she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Liam, I told you that-" said Buffy.
"I know what you said, Buffy, but frankly, I don't care," said Liam. He pulled her into his arms, grip tight on her arms, forcing his lips on her. Little did Buffy or Liam know that there stood William with unshed tears in his eyes. He dropped the flowers in his hand and quickly made his way through the crowd.
Buffy pulled herself away from Liam, ready to yell at him when she spotted a bleach blonde head. She felt her heart skip a beat and stood shocked at what she just saw.
A/N: What you didn't think that I would actually have them hug and reunite did you? That would just be too easy. Call me evil or whatever you want, with patience comes good things. Now go and review!!