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Title: I lost my heart in Luxemburg
Rated: Like G. Dunno. Still can't figure it out. =P
Pairing: Monaboyd, Billy's pov.
Summary: This is my first fic based on a song and first one from Billy's pov.
Feedback: would help me figure out if this was good or bad, and I probably wont go to sleep until I've gotten some feedback. *lol*
Lyrics: The ones who start each part is from a Swedish band called Paris, the song named "Streetlights". The ones that close each part is from another Swedish band, The Cardigans. The Cardigans-lyrics are from various songs from their new cd, "Long gone before daylight". And the title is from the same song by Paris. Sorry abou the font being weird in some places, it just wont get right. =/
I lost my heart in Luxemburg
Luxemburg was the place where it all started. That’s the place where you pressed your firm lips against mine for the very first time. I remember sitting on the couch in our hotel. I think it was Hilton, though I’m not sure. You walked up to me, kneeled down in front of me. You took my right hand in you left. I know this because I remember looking down on your hand, seeing those words you had written.
‘I love you’.
For 27 years I’ve been trying to believe and confide in
Different people I’ve found.
Some of them got closer then others
Some wouldn’t even bother and then you came around
I didn’t really know what to call you, you didn’t know me at all
But I was happy to explain.
I never really knew how to move you
So I tried to intrude through the little holes in your vanes
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I messed around in Amsterdam
Amsterdam was the next stop after the kiss – er, I mean on our publicity-tour. You took me out; we danced real slow even though the techno beats were ringing in my ears. Your hands were caressing my body. I can still remember the feeling of your hands on my ass. And I got hard; yes I got hard as a rock. And you smiled, kissed me and took me home. I think our hotel was called…the truth is that I can’t remember for each time we got there you were kissing my face.
Man you hit me
Yeah you hit me really hard
Baby you hit me
Yeah you punched me right in the heart
And then you kissed me
And then you hit me
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And Paris made me wanna dance some more
In Paris we danced. I mean really danced. We stood in the moonlight on the balcony of a hotel, which I won’t even try to pronounce, swaying back and forth. There was no music, but it sure sounded like music to me when you whispered those words over and over and over again into my ear. Your breath was tickling my neck and I smiled and kissed you. And we made love. This was the first time we took it slow, and when you pushed into me, when you filled me up, your eyes didn’t leave mine for a single second.
I travelled east and I travelled west
And I found a boy with a heart on his chest
I ran a ground my ship left to rust
Yes I found a guide in the city of lust
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And now I’m lost in London town
It’s been two days now, and I’m going mental. We had to go in two different groups and they wouldn’t let us go together. Saying those rumours might ruin stuff. I’ve been trying to eat, but food tastes like paper. I even know what my hotel’s name is; it’s Hilton again. And now I’m drunk in some bar. All by myself. Because I miss you, Dom. Because I’ve now realised that I cannot live a single day without seeing you. I need you to be by my side. Always and forever.
Oh my heart can’t carry much more
It’s really, really aching and soar
My heart don’t care anymore
I really can’t bear more
My hands don’t work like before
I shiver and I scrape at your door
My heart can’t carry much more
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I found myself in Tokyo
Technically, I found you in Tokyo. Because that’s where we were reunited. And I got off the plane, and I hurried to get my bags, and I saw you standing there. You looked so lost, like a little boy. And my heart broke, and I ran up to you and I kissed you, because I just couldn’t stop myself from doing it. And you tasted coffee, sweet mint and Dom.
But most of all you tasted like home. And I realised then, that no matter where we were, if you were with me then it would always feel like home.
The four letter word got stuck in my head
The dirtiest word that I've ever said
It's making me feel alright.
The end.
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(i LOVE the Cardigans)
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You know the Cardigans..? But that's like... cool! *lol*
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Yes, i know the Cardigans... amazing i know *lol*
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Just one thing though. When you wrote "out" did you mean "our"? i.e.
I think out hotel was called
I remember sitting on the couch in out hotel.
Besides that this was really sweet. I want more! X3
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And thanks for pointing that pout, I read it several times to get ir right, but I missed those parts. It ws in the middle of the night so.. *lol* Will change them now.
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^___^
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this was beautiful! lovely idea, lovey story *snuggles you*
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Thank you. :)
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Thanks for commenting. =)
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