A/N: I haven't updated this in a few days; I'm so behind! Warning: this one is going to be majorly AU.
Challenge: 50 days, 50 songs
Disclaimer: I owned nothing except for whatever plot the prompt inspires.
Song: You and I by Lady Gaga.
Pairing: Bill/Fleur [OTP]

The blonde slipped through the door of the abandoned bar, knowing full well what she would find inside. Fleur Delacour, French model and actress, used to spend most of her nights here when she was younger. The blonde smiled to herself as the memories came flooding back. They were some of the happiest days of her life.

"Fleur?" his voice sent a shudder down the slender blonde's spine. She spun and found herself staring into his icy blue eyes. "Wow, it's really you."

The years had been good to him, he still had the scar down the side of his face from the car accident he had been in, but it seemed lighter and less prominent. There were dark rings around his blue eyes but they were still full of life and she noticed that his crooked smile was still as charming as ever.

"Bill." The blonde found herself smiling. "I knew I would find you here!"

"I almost didn't recognize you Fleur; you are just as beautiful as always." He commented.

"You look pretty handsome yourself." The blonde looked around the empty bar. "When did it close down."

"Years ago love." The redhead stepped behind the bar. "It's hard when the economy is as bad as it is, but I've managed." He nodded toward his guitar on the couch.

"You still sing."

"Every chance I get." He responded, she watched him as he dragged his fingers through his shaggy red hair. "I know what you do… your beautiful face is all over my television screen every night." He walked over and sat down beside his guitar. "Which brings me to ask, why are you here Fleur?"

"Because I've missed you, of course," the blonde answered honestly. She may have spent the best of the last five years in the spotlight but that didn't change her feelings for her rugged rock-star wannabe. She would always love him. He brought out the best, and the worst, in her.

"I've missed you too Fleur, but surely you could do better than me?" he replied as he picked up his guitar, running his fingers over the strings. "Please Fleur, have a seat." He motioned around the empty room.

The blonde nodded and sat down beside him on the couch. The couch where she would sit and watch him play, the couch where she made love to him for the first time, the couch where they laid side by side and promised they would never spend a day apart.

The blonde felt a pang in her chest and closed her blue eyes before the tears could fall. She had backed out on her promise; she had gone away and left him alone. She had come back to make that right, if he would have her.

The blonde took the guitar from the man sitting beside her and pressed her lips against his. She kissed him briefly, her heart fluttering, before she pulled away. She could taste the whiskey that he had clearly been drinking but she had also felt that same old passion…that fire that she had grown to love so many years ago.

"Why are you here Fleur, really?" the redhead questioned.

"I told you, I miss you… and I love you and I'm not leaving again, not without you." She answered before pulling him into another kiss.

A/N: At first I was really nervous about this one because I've never listened to the song [I don't like Lady Gaga] but hopefully this was enjoyable…once I got the idea for an AU [hopefully they are allowed] I actually really enjoyed writing it… I had to use Bill and Fleur…hope you enjoyed it : )