February 17th 1991
"Good morning, babe." I heard whispering in my ears. My eyes fluttered open to see Duff smiling over me with a plate and glass of orange juice. "Happy birthday." He smiled. He handed me the plate, which consisted of eggs, hash browns, and a stack of 3 pancakes topped with blueberry syrup.
"You didn't have to do this." I smirked while I sat up.
"I wanted to. You've stuck with me this whole time and I just wanted to do something for you for once. So, I'm gonna sing you a song, that I wrote, and is gonna be on the album." He picked up his acoustic guitar and began to tune it perfectly.
"How could she look so fine
How could it be she might be mine
How could she be so cool." He began. I blushed and sipped from the glass of orange juice.
"How could she look so fine
How could it be she might be mine
How could she be so cool
I've been taken for a fool
So many times
It's a story of a man
Who works as hard as he can
Just to be a man
who stands on his own
But the book always burns
As the story takes it turn
An leaves a broken man
How could she be so cool
How could she be so fine
I owe a favor to a friend
My friends they always come through for me- Yeah
It's a story of a man
Who works as hard as he can
Just to be a man
who stands on his own
But the book always burns
As the story takes it turn
An leaves a broken man
If you could only live my life
You could see the difference you make to me- To me
I'd look right up at night
And all I'd see was darkness
Now I see the stars alright
I wanna reach right up and grab one for you
When the lights went down in your house
Yeah that made me happy
The sweat I make for you
Yeah...I think you know where that comes from." You could definitely tell that this song was written about me. I don't know if it was because I left and never came back? Or if it was out of pure love. But I knew that I could never let Duff go.
"Well I'd look right up at night
And all I'd see was darkness
Now I see the stars alright
I wanna reach right up and grab one for you
When the lights went down in your house
Yeah that made me happy
The sweat I make for you
I think you know where that comes from
How could she look so good
How could she be so fine
How could she be so cool
How could it be she might be mine." The song ended with a few chords. He looked up with a hopeful look in his eyes.
"Duff— I'm...uh...speechless." I stammered. I placed the plate down on the bed and hugged him tightly. "Thank you." I whispered. Duff hugged me back and kissed my cheek. "But I do have a song to show you." I winked.
The song I was going to sing was that song that was in my dream. I decided to write it down and to finish it. Duff is going to be the first, and only person to hear it.
I grabbed his guitar and blushed.
"You are what you are
I don't matter to anyone
But Hollywood legends will never grow old
And all of what's hidden
Well, it will never grow cold
But I lost myself when I lost you
But I still got jazz when I've got those blues
And I lost myself when I lost you
And I still get trashed, darling, when I hear your tunes
But you are who you are
I won't change you for anything
For when you are crazy
I'll let you be bad
I'll never dare change thee to what you are not
But I lost myself when I lost you
But I still got jazz when I've got those blues
I lost myself and I lost you too
And I still get trashed, baby, when I hear your tunes
I put the radio on, hold you tight in my mind
Isn't strange that you're not here with me
But I know the light's on in the television
Trying to transmit, can you hear me?
Ground control to Major Tom
Can you hear me all night long?
Ground control to Major Tom
Well I lost myself when I lost you
But I still got jazz when I've got the blues
I lost myself and I lost you too
And I still get trashed, honey, when I hear your tunes."
I stopped playing the guitar and looked up at Duff, who had the face of adoration and surprise.
"Cassidy, do you realize how talented you are?" He asked. I smirked, blushed, and shook my head. "You're amazing." He whispered before he hugged me tightly.
"Thank you." I whispered back.
A/N- sorry this is kinda of a filler. Buuuut it's whatever right? Also, February 17th is actually my birthday... *wink wink*
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