Roman Sanders One-shots

How The Hums Form Into Words

@MJisawesome24838 , tysm!

I swear every time I sit down to write somebody interrupts. It's more of a songfic, than an actual story :p

Roman hummed quite a lot. Especially a particular song. Every side, even Remus, would stop and listen to him humming that pretty song. It wasn't on his playlist, but it wasn't a Disney song either. Maybe that was what made it so captivating.

Roman wiped his tears furiously. He couldn't cry. No, princes don't cry. Not that he deserved to anyways. He sighed and connected his phone to some speakers. He hadn't tried this before, but it was better to drown out any other conversation than listen to the voices in his head.

"I wanna be a bottle blonde,

I don't know why I feel conned,

I wanna be an idle teen,

I wish I hadn't been so clean."

He formed the words easily, pouring his passion into singing, trying to vent the feelings through the song.

"I wanna stay inside all day,

I want the world to go away.

I want blood, guts and chocolate cake,

I wanna be a real fake."

He closed his eyes and focused on singing. He made sure his voice didn't crack, that would ruin the whole thing.

"Yeah, I wish I'd been, I wish I'd been, a teen, teen idle,

Wish I'd been a Prom Queen fighting for the title,

Instead being sixteen and burning up the bible,

feel super, super, super suicidal"

Patton passes the door, surprised to hear the humming form actual words to a song. He paused his stroll and listened.

"The wasted years,

the wasted youth,

The pretty lies,

the ugly truth."

Logan passed grumpily and asked Patton, "What are you doing?"

Patton whispered, "Shush, he's singing the lyrics"

Logan stopped curiously.

"And the day has come where I have died.

Only to find I've come alive."

"It sounds pretty gloomy, Patton." Logan stated, checking his vocab cards sub-consciously. 

"I wanna be a virgin pure,

A twenty-first century whore.

I want my virginity,

So I can feel infinity."

Patton frowned and mumbled "language.." under his breath.

"I wanna drink until I ache,

I wanna make a big mistake,

I want blood, guts and angel cake,

I'm gonna puke it anyway.

Yeah, I wish I'd been, I wish I'd been, a teen, teen idle,

Wish I'd been a Prom Queen fighting for the title,

Instead being sixteen and burning up the bible,

feel super, super, super suicidal.

The wasted years,

the wasted youth,

The pretty lies,

the ugly truth.

And the day has come where I have died.

Only to find I've come alive."

Patton listened intently, as did Logan.

"Come alive, I've come alive,

oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, 

oh oh, oh oh , oh oh, oh oh,

I wish I wasn't such a narcissist,

I wish I really didn't kiss,

the mirror when I'm on my own,

Oh God, I'm gonna die alone."

Roman really just felt that on a personal level.

"Adolescence didn't make sense,

a little loss of innocence.

The ugliness of being a fool

Ain't youth meant to be beautiful?

Yeah, I wish I'd been, I wish I'd been, a teen, teen idle,

Wish I'd been a Prom Queen fighting for the title,

Instead being sixteen and burning up the bible,

feel super, super, super suicidal.

The wasted years,

the wasted youth,

The pretty lies,

the ugly truth.

Only to find,

I come alive,

Only to find, I've come alive,

Only to find I've come alive,

All our lives,

(Feeling super super super super)

(Feeling super super super super)

 (Feeling super super super super)

All our lives"

Roman stopped the music and sighed. He threw himself onto his bed and sighed softly.

He knew there were people behind that door. He didn't want to face anyone today. Maybe tomorrow, he'd feel better.