Sometimes I amuse myself.
Title: Forget Me Not
Author: dxoverdt
Fandom: AD:JL
Pairing: JakexRose
Theme: #1, look over here
Rating: G
Words: 188
Disclaimer: I don't own AD:JL, this is for fan enjoyment only.
Despite me not paying much attention to this fandom anymore, I really do not want to loose this paring. Probably because I have several half written kisses and one-shots that need some loving and mostly because these two are soooo addicting. BLAHHH!! *flails arms around in fangirl giddiness*
000
You forgot me.
The street is busy and loud as the odd mix of locals, school children and tourists shuffle along in the beating sun. Jake finds it hard to move, hard to breathe.
You forgot me, then you left me.
She is standing in front of him, oblivious to his staring. He found her, finally, after all these months, and now he doesn’t know what to say.
Look over here.
She puts away the water bottle that she was drinking from a moment ago and adjusts the strap on her pack. She stands patiently, waiting for the light to turn green. Her sun kissed skin gleams in the light from a damp layer of sweat and her hair has gone flat and is sticking to her face, but to Jake, she looks like a goddess.
Look over here and look at me.
He wants her to notice, he wants to grab her attention somehow, but he knows that a fleeting smile or a catch of the eye will not heal a year’s worth of pain.
Remember me.
She crosses the street and Jake is still standing, waiting.
Author: dxoverdt
Fandom: AD:JL
Pairing: JakexRose
Theme: #1, look over here
Rating: G
Words: 188
Disclaimer: I don't own AD:JL, this is for fan enjoyment only.
Despite me not paying much attention to this fandom anymore, I really do not want to loose this paring. Probably because I have several half written kisses and one-shots that need some loving and mostly because these two are soooo addicting. BLAHHH!! *flails arms around in fangirl giddiness*
000
You forgot me.
The street is busy and loud as the odd mix of locals, school children and tourists shuffle along in the beating sun. Jake finds it hard to move, hard to breathe.
You forgot me, then you left me.
She is standing in front of him, oblivious to his staring. He found her, finally, after all these months, and now he doesn’t know what to say.
Look over here.
She puts away the water bottle that she was drinking from a moment ago and adjusts the strap on her pack. She stands patiently, waiting for the light to turn green. Her sun kissed skin gleams in the light from a damp layer of sweat and her hair has gone flat and is sticking to her face, but to Jake, she looks like a goddess.
Look over here and look at me.
He wants her to notice, he wants to grab her attention somehow, but he knows that a fleeting smile or a catch of the eye will not heal a year’s worth of pain.
Remember me.
She crosses the street and Jake is still standing, waiting.