Title: Anything But Ordinary

Author: Miss Kass

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 879

Summary: A songfic to the tune of Anything But Ordinary by Avril Lavigne. Chas lusts for John, but does John know that? Hints of John/Chas

Disclaimer: You must be nuts, I own nothing to do with the movie other than a double DVD. I do own a copy of Anything But Ordinary, but I don't own the actual song.

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Sometimes I get so weird

I even freak myself out

I laugh myself to sleep

It's my lullaby

You hear that John? It's the sound of me going crazy for you. You don't understand just how much my love extends. Sometimes I get so weird about you, watching you and wanting to feel your rough lips against mine, I even freak myself out. I laugh myself to sleep thinking of that time you slipped gracefully into the cab covered in demon entrails; it's my lullaby.

Sometimes I drive so fast

Just to feel the danger

I wanna scream

It makes me feel alive

And you know John, sometimes I drive so fast, just to feel the danger you won't allow me to experience, because you just won't let me help you on an exorcism, will you? I wanna scream at you, but I just can't bear to see the hurt that'll appear in your big brown eyes. But driving, it makes me feel alive.

Is it enough to love?

Is it enough to breathe?

Somebody rip my heart out

And leave me here to bleed

Sometimes I wonder, is it enough to love you John? Is it enough to breathe, to simply breathe in the smoky smell you leave behind when you exit a room, the whiskey smell trailing you everywhere. Somebody rip my heart out so I can show you just how much it beats for you John, every moment of the day, and leave me here to bleed, bleed just for you, a cascade as red as the depths of Hell you so often frequent.

Is it enough to die?

Somebody save my life

I'd rather be anything but ordinary please

Is it enough to die? To die so I can be with you when you leave this plane and enter your second life? But somebody save my life so I can go to Heaven with you, because I know that's where you belong. John, can you hear this? I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.

To walk within the lines

Would make my life so boring

I want to know that

I have been to the extreme

To walk within the lines and live life like everyone else would make my life so boring, I would hate to have to follow standards and not love you John, because I know people who would never approve of our love, even though it is nothing more than that. I want to know that you love me, why won't you tell me? I'd go to Hell for you, sometimes it feels as though I have, as though I have been to the extreme.

So knock me off my feet

Come on now give it to me

Anything to make me feel alive

So knock me off my feet John, you know you want to do it. All those times you've stared at my while I talk, oh I've noticed. I know I've always wanted to sweep you off your feet into the best kiss you've ever had. Come on now give it to me. I know you can't resist me, so why won't you give me what I want, and maybe while you're doing that you could stop calling me kid. I'm a teenager John, old enough to be an adult. Would you ever do anything to make me feel alive? It seems as though every single thing you do is for yourself, though I'm not surprised.

Is it enough to love?

Is it enough to breathe?

Somebody rip my heart out

And leave me here to bleed

John, really, is it enough to love you, could I do ANYTHING more to get your attention. You seem to ignore me all the time, but I can see your glances, I know you're watching my every move. Is it enough to breathe your silky scent, and pretend that it could one day be all mine, though I know that will probably never happen. Somebody rip my heart out so I can stay with you if you do go to Hell, maybe that somebody should be me, because both of us know that suicides have only one place to go. And leave me here to bleed. I wonder what would happen if you stumbled into your apartment blind drunk one day and found me bloody and dead on the couch, my heart in my hand. Would you wonder why you had never showed me your true feelings, or just yell for someone to clean up the mess?

Is it enough to die?

Somebody saved my life

I'd rather be anything but ordinary please

I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.

Is it enough to die, would dying be enough for you to believe in your emotions. Perhaps I would have to follow you around forever as a dreaded half-breed, terrorising you as that slut Angela followed you around. But somebody saved my life, somebody showed me that even though you don't love me on the outside, your heart beats for mine, and you love me on the inside stronger than anything else you've ever felt. Seriously John, am I nothing but an ordinary kid to you? Well, I'd rather be anything than ordinary please, I'd rather be anything than ordinary please.