Dallon's POV:
When I woke up I felt rested and okay for the first time in months. But it was only 4:39 in the morning. Huh, three hours to kill. I thought. I grabbed my notebook, pencil, and guitar from under my bed, and started a song. (okay i know this is a mental hospital and you can't hide stuff under your bed, but it's 2am give me a break).
Make a wish and hope it sticks- No not that.
Make a wish and pray it sticks.
So I can shut my eyes.
*Two hours Later*
I put down my pencil and picked up my guitar again. It had been two and a half hours since it had started my new song, and it was pretty much done. When I sang, I always made sure no one heard, because they'd only make fun of my voice. I checked if Brendon was awake and started my song.
Make a wish and pray it sticks,
So I can shut my eyes.
'cause it feels like weeks since I last slept,
So please turn out the light.
Let's shoot the sun,
So everyone can return to their beds.
'cause with no light the day is night,
And we can rest our heads.
If time exists then I want it to,
Be back on my side.
So hours will mean somethin' to me,
And I can feel alright.
Sleeping pills and late night films are eatin' me alive.
Sleeping pills and late night films are eatin' me alive.
Sleeping pills and late night films are eatin' me alive.
Sleeping pills and late night films are eatin' me alive.
Well if by chance you catch me sleeping,
Please don't wake me,
'cause I'll be dreaming.
The Sleeping pills and late night films are eatin' me alive.
Sleeping pills and late night films are eatin' me alive.
I ended the song on and E and sighed. I hadn't written a song like that since the accident. If anyone ever heard this-
Brendon's POV:
I had been watching Dallon write his songs since he had gotten up, because I never went to sleep. He would play snippets of the song on the guitar while writing. Sometimes I could hear him quietly sing the song to himself and smile in satisfaction when he got it just right. And when the lyric wouldn't flow, he would groan in frustration and frown upon himself.
I dozed off in the middle of watching Dallon and when I woke up he was almost done. He dropped the pencil and hoisted his guitar up on his knee. Before he started strumming he looked at me, as if to see if I was awake. When he was certain I was asleep he continued.
Make a wish and pray it sticks,
So I can shut my eyes.
'cause it feels like weeks since I last slept,
So please turn out the light.
Let's shoot the sun,
So everyone can return to their beds.
'cause with no light the day is night,
And we can rest our heads.
If time exists then I want it to,
Be back on my side.
So hours will mean somethin' to me,
And I can feel alright.
Sleeping pills and late night films are eatin' me alive.
Sleeping pills and late night films are eatin' me alive.
Sleeping pills and late night films are eatin' me alive.
Sleeping pills and late night films are eatin' me alive.
Well if by chance you catch me sleeping,
Please don't wake me,
'cause I'll be dreaming.
The Sleeping pills and late night films are eatin' me alive.
Sleeping pills and late night films are eatin' me alive.
He ended the song with a sigh and ran his hand through his hair. He flopped back onto his bed. I tear rolled down my cheek and I sniffed. Dallon shot up in his bed and looked over at me. His eyed widened to the size of the moon in horror.
"Y-y-you're awake?" he stammered out.
I never heard Dallon talk let alone sing until about an hour ago and I stared back at him with the same expression.
"Did you h-hear the um- my-" I cut him off.
"Uh, yeah I did" Dallon sat back onto his bed.
"I tried so hard not to let you in, I tried so hard. I'm so stupid, stupid stupid..." he trailed off.
"Woah woah woah, what?" I shot him a concerned look.
"I can't let people in! I don't want to ruin them, they just leave me." he looked defeated.
"I don't want to hurt anyone, that's why I don't talk anymore!- or didn't. I ruined that too"
"Do you honestly think that lowly of yourself? Dallon I think you're amazing" I took a deep breath before continuing.
"And if you'd allow it, I'd like to get to know you more"
Dallon looked confused and taken aback by my request. He looked down at his feet.
"I don't think that's such a good idea-"
"Please Dal"
He sighed. "Okay"
"It's 7:02, we're gonna be late for inspection. Let's go" I grab his hand and move to the door. I'm about to open the door when he pulls away.
"You're the only one who's heard my voice in months, and I'm not ready for other people to hear it. Do you think we could keep this between us?"
"Yeah, yeah of course. Just tell me when you're ready"
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this was almost 1000 words im so tired
my friend just threw spaghetti on me okay
