Whooott my first fillmore songfic. It's all sad and weepy and stuff. Tis about Fillmore and Ingrid since no names are mentioned. And no, I don't own Fillmore. Oh, song lyrics are in Italics. The song's Hopeless by Train.

Hopless

I hopelessly, helplessly, wonder why
Everything gotta change around me

He lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Everything was different now.

I'd tell it to your face,

But you lost your face along the way
And I'd say it on the phone
If I thought you were alone
Why do things have to change

She didn't need him anymore. She had practically shouted it at him.

But you don't need my pictures on your wall
You say you need no one
And you don't need my secret midnight call
I guess you need no one

And here he was waiting for her. Still. You'll get over her in time. They said. All it takes is time.

Is anybody waiting at home for you
Cause it's time that will tell if it's heaven if it's hell or if it's
Anybody waiting at home for you
Cause it's time that will tell this tale

He had trusted her. Still did. But more so, he needed her, depended on her and he thought she needed him.

You're in and out up and down
Wonder if you're lost or found
But I got my hands on you

It was hard without her. Without her support, her friendship. He needed to be with her, to hold her.

Are you strong enough to tow the line
Are you gonna make me yours
Or do I make you mine
I'm in and out I'm up and down
Wonder if I'm lost or found
But I need your hands on me now

Move on, go out. His friends kept telling him. Forget about her. You don't need her. He told himself. And she doesn't need you.

But you don't need my pictures on your wall
You say you need no one
And you don't need my secret midnight call
I guess you need no one

But he did need her. He always would. Maybe… what if…

Is anybody waiting at home for you
Cause it's time that will tell if it's heaven if it's hell or if it's
Anybody waiting at home for you
Cause it's time that will tell this tale

It was no use. She was gone.

I hopelessly, helplessly, wonder why
Everything gotta change