DISCLAIMER: Tom Lynch owns the characters. I just own the story. Celine Dion gets all the cred for the lyrics.
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I Drove All Night
By Kye
I had to escape
The city was sticky and cruel
I hate this place.
Los Angeles.
The city where dreams are realized. At least, that's what they want you to believe.
Who exactly they are...I'm not really sure.
But I know they're out there.
Maybe I should have called you first
But I was dying to get to you
They say that New York is the city that never sleeps, but I think that LA could definitely give it a run for its money.
I fucking hate it.
I've literally been here all my life. I mean, I've traveled. I've seen places that most people can only dream about.
And yet...still.
Here I am.
It seems like it's been years since everyone else left. I know it's only been like two, but it still feels like forever.
I know why that is.
Or, should I say I know who it is.
I was dreaming while I drove
The long straight road ahead, uh huh yea
I grip the steering wheel just a little bit tighter as I finally make my way past the last Los Angeles sign. I glance up in the rear view mirror to watch as the lights of the city fade away behind me.
It's in the quiet reflection of moments like these that I remember why I've been able to survive it this long.
Could taste your sweet kisses
Yours arms open wide
Spencer.
She's the reason that I've been able to make it through this life style that I was so convinced that I wanted.
That I needed.
But I can see it clearly now.
This fever for you is just burning me up inside
For as long as I can remember, it's been my dream to make it big.
Well, here I am.
A famous rock star with lines of fans and producers alike lining up at my door for the chance at even just a second of my attention.
And yet...all I wanna do is give it to her.
Just her.
That's why I've suddenly found myself alone in my brand new Porsche taking the five hour drive up to UC Berkeley.
Just to see her.
I drove all night...to get to you
Is that alright?
I drove all night...
I can't believe that she's stuck with me for this long.
I'm never there for her.
Our weekly conversations, if that, are reduced to maybe a twenty minute talk about how classes and the like are going for her and when my next tour date is coming up.
If I'm lucky, I get to see her once every two or three months when the tour bus just so happens to make a stop through Oakland.
And, like the amazingly wonderful girlfriend that she is, Spencer drops whatever she's doing, jumps in her car and then drives right out to wherever I am.
If we're lucky, we might get a few minutes alone in the far recesses of the bus before everyone comes busting in and just blows it all to hell.
And sex?
Pfft.
I wish.
Crept in your room
Woke you from your sleep
I can't remember the last time that we did anything that even remotely resembled sex or anything of the intimate nature.
To make love to you
I'm not worried though.
Not even for a tenth of a millisecond.
Spencer's the kinda girl that you could trust in a bank full of blind, deaf, and dumb employees when someone forgot to close the vault.
God.
I'm so in love with her.
Is that alright?
I drove all night
I hope she feels the same about me.
Cause, I swear...
There isn't another woman on this planet that can make me feel the things that she does.
Why the hell else would I be taking a five hour drive up to see her on my only day off in six months?
What in this world
Keeps us from falling apart?
I know that she's the girl I want to spend the rest of my life with, but I could and never would ask her to give up her dreams.
That's why when she cried, and begged me to take her with me, I told her no.
It was the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my whole life.
In case you didn't know...I have a hard time telling Spencer no to anything.
No matter where I go
I hear the beating of our one heart
I take her with me everywhere I go.
I doesn't matter if I'm in Paris, Milan, London, Chicago, New York, or hell, even LA.
She's always there with me.
Always.
I think about you when the night is cold and dark, uh huh yea
After graduation, Spencer went off to college at UC Berkeley. Just like she's dreamed of since moving to California.
My baby's a genius alright.
She's gonna be something amazing one day.
If it's even possible to be more amazing that she already is.
No one can move me
The way that you do
She's so amazing in fact, that she puts up with all my tour and career shit no matter what. We don't get to see each other for months on end, our phone conversations are barely existent and we always miss the most important times in each other's lives...
But all that is about to change.
Nothing erases this feeling between me and you
I reach over to the other seat to place my hand inside my bag. My fingers brush over the soft velvet of the tiny box and I just smile.
I drove all night...to get to you
Is that alright?
I drove all night
Spencer's dead asleep when I finally make it to her room.
I don't know how she managed it, but she somehow convinced the housing director to make me an extra key.
Okay, so it mighta helped that she got me to sign a few autographs and drop a few names.
But like I said...
Anything for her.
Crept in your room
Woke you from your sleep
I place my bag down on the floor at the foot of her bed before slowly and softly climbing in beside her.
Her sheets are warm and inviting.
Just like her arms.
To make love to you
"Spencer," I wisper softly into her ear.
She begins to stir, that sweet little sigh escaping from her lips as she turns over and slowly blinks open her eyes.
"Hey," I whisper again, smiling as I meet the hazy blue gaze.
"Ashley?" her sleep-filled voice croaks my name. "How did you..."
I lean down and silence her with a kiss.
Is that alright?
I drove all night
I pull away at the last possible moment just after she sighs softly into my mouth. I force my eyes open to look down at her angelic face.
"I drove all night," I whisper to her softly. "I had to."
She smiles up at me.
All sleepy and soft.
"Ash," she whispers tenderly as she rolls over and pulls me into her arms.
I could taste your sweet kisses
Your arms open wide
I want to make love to her.
It's all I've been able to think about.
The smell of her skin, the taste of her lips, and the smooth touch of my hand against her body.
The soft way she sighs into my ear.
This fever for you is just burning me up inside
She musta missed me too.
The next thing I know, she's softly kissing at the side of my neck and trying to discreetly slip her hand up the back of my shirt.
"Miss me baby?" I chuckle as I turn to place a kiss of my own to the side of her throat.
"Of course I did," I hear her whisper softly just before she pulls away and looks up at me with her smile a little less sleepy now.
I drove all night to get to you
Is that alright?
"I'm sorry I didn't call," I tell her as I shift on the bed to bring my body closer to her own. "But I just had to see you."
I drove all night
Spencer's smile softens and I feel her arms pull tighter around me.
Crept in your room
Is that alright?
Just before I allow myself to get lost in the feel of her arms, I remember why I made the long drive up here.
Don't get me wrong, I really wanted to see her.
Touch her.
Feel her.
"Baby?" I whisper softly as I pull away gently. "There's something that I gotta ask you..."
Spencer's brow furrows just a bit, but her smile never waivers. "What is it?"
I release my hold on her to make my way down to the foot of the bed. I reach down into my bag for the small velvet box.
I turn to see the look on Spencer's face as I sit back and hold the box out for her to take.
She's speechles...and so am I.
Long moments pass before she finally reaches up with a shaky hand to gently take the velvet box from my grasp.
Her eyes drop down to the soft black material before slowly looking back up into my eyes.
"Spence," I breathe, smiling softly. "Will you..."
She leans in and cuts me off with a soft kiss.
The breath catches in my throat and I hold it there as she slowly pulls away.
Her blue eyes are sparkling, and her lips are upturned in the most amazingly soft smile.
"How could I say no?" she whispers to me gently as her fingers play with the soft hairs on the back of my neck. "After all," she adds after a beat, still gazing deeply into my eyes. "You drove all night."
I drove all night
The End