Stars in Your Eyes (GABILLIAM) epilogue is posted! !@#$

[stelaclaudi]

oh. epilogues are fun. sequels are better.
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from day one i talked about getting out
but not forgetting about
how my worst fears are letting out
he said why put a new address
on the same old loneliness
when breathing just passes the time
until we all just get old and die
now talking's just a waste of breath
and living's just a waste of death
and why put a new address
on the same old loneliness
and this is you and me
and me and you
until we've got nothing left

[musicmakesmeloco]

[PATD_PWNs]

bahahhahhahahahah. omg<3
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[musicmakesmeloco]

quick i need happiness
some girl called me "slut" and "big nose"
actually i have no idea who it was because they wrote it on my locker
"edward cullen doesn't like big noses you slut"
this bothers me
it never bothers me when people call me emo because i've got pictures stuck all over my locker door, because i know i'm not emo
but i do have a big nose, and i wear my school skirt really short.
so this bothers me

[stelaclaudi]

nah, i wear skirts short a lot too. and i dont like to consider myself a slut. =\
i bet my nose is bigger than yours =]
srsly.
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from day one i talked about getting out
but not forgetting about
how my worst fears are letting out
he said why put a new address
on the same old loneliness
when breathing just passes the time
until we all just get old and die
now talking's just a waste of breath
and living's just a waste of death
and why put a new address
on the same old loneliness
and this is you and me
and me and you
until we've got nothing left

[PATD_PWNs]

[PATD_PWNs]

WILLIAM'S POV

"BILVY!" I swear, I jumped about twelve feet in the air.

"Jeese, Gabe. Way to scare the living shit out of me." I scowled at my tall friend who patted my head in exchange and took a seat. On my lap.

"You love me." Gabe laughed down at me as I squirmed to get away, but really. With the size of that chair and the lack of strength on my part, he wouldn't be getting off of me anytime time soon. I wasn't complaining all that much though because to be honest, I did love him. Yeah, yeah. I know. It's been several months since the two of us had anything together more then friends but I never did get over him.

The first week or two of being 'just friends' were pretty horrible. He was trying, I was being awkward. Eventually I realized that no matter how difficult I was going to be, he wasn't going to be mine again any time soon. So I sucked it up and tried just as hard as he was to make our friendship work.

And that lead to being able to have normal conversations. And that lead to being able to exchange hugs. And that lead to late night phone calls when he was on his own tour. And that lead to where we are now. Friends like we used to be before we started taking it a step further. We were even better friends, if that's possible.

There were a few slip ups on my part. Stares that went on to long. Hugs that lasted a second longer then necessary. A few laughs to much for one of his stupid jokes. But we both pretended that those didn't happen because anything was better then going back to what we had post-breakup. Or should I say post-Bryce? Whatever you want to call it, it was bad and neither of us wanted that again.

So here we are. The present. Forgetting the past and striving to make a future.

In this present, we were at Sisky's house. Just a small get together between old friends, the Cobras and my band mates. Cobra had just finished their first headliner tour and since it went really fantastically, a party seemed like the right thing to do. Jack had brought his laptop, which he brings everywhere, and I stole it when he went to get another drink.

Parties aren't really my thing and I was bored.

I was scrolling through the pictures and videos looking for something to catch my eye when Gabe decided to bring unnecessary torture down upon me. Evil, evil man.

"What's these?" Gabe asked me when pictures started appearing with himself in them. I already knew what they were but squinted down at the date anyway.

"Sleeping With Giants." I mumbled to him as I quickly passed through a few pictures that looked to have Gabe and I, together-together, in them. I felt him tense up slightly against me. Eventually those were gone and replaced with links to random videos.

One of the names jumped out at me.

I couldn't possibly think of what video it could be, entitled Gabe and William.

I hesitated and put the mouse over the link, thinking about whether damage could be done viewing it.

"Only one way to find out." Gabe said, sounding as curious as I was. It wouldn't be bad. I don't even remeber Jack video taping anything of me and Gabe when we were on tour. Nothing of us when we were a couple, I don't think.

"Ok." I sighed and clicked on the link.

It was Gabe on stage. He looked about a thousand times more nervous then he normally is on stage. Usually he owns it, but in this video he kept looking to the side of the stage as if looking for something. What did this have anything to do with me? I don't remember this night at all.

Gabe apparently did though. He tensed up even more then he did before and seemed to grip the side of the chair.

"Alright now kiddies. Tonight we're doing something extra special. I'm talking once in a tour sort of thing." The Gabe in the video informed the screaming crowd. The real-life Gabe's breathe was sharply inhaled. This only made me more curious about what the hell this was all about.

"This next song we're going to play, it was written for someone when the two of us were both going through a hard time. Someone who as of this very moment I am madly, truly and deeply in love with." Real-life Gabe sprung off my lap and ran to the bathroom. I sat there in a state of utter shock. I knew what this was, I didn't want to watch it anymore. But I couldn't get up, my eyes were glued to the screen.

"They haven't heard their song yet, I made sure of it. So tonight, this song goes out to you. And you sure as f**k know who you are. I love you, baby." And with those four heart shattering words, video-Gabe began to sing our song. "I'm not one for love songs..."

I didn't even get to the second line of the song before I slammed the laptop shut.

I had only heard that song one other time in my life. It was 3 minutes of my life that I don't want to ever remember. After the whole Bryce fiasco, in the couple of days before Gabe came to talk about it, the night he got himself extremely drunk. I was sitting alone in our tour bus and Gabe stumbled in, clutching something metallic in his hand. No, not a gun you dumbass. A CD disc. He placed it into the player and turned the volume up full force. And he stood there and watched as our song played. The first time I heard the song he wrote for me, I was curled into a ball on the couch sobbing as he stood there and laughed. Not something you want to remember.

So you can understand my refusal to watch Gabe sing that song to me before all the love left his eyes. It killed everything in me to just think about it.

I took a few steadied breathes and got up. The only rational thing in my head at that moment was to see him. So I slowly stepped down the hallway, passing my laughing friends, and stood outside the tall wooden bathroom door. I heard nothing coming from the other side, maybe he left?

I didn't even knock. I opened the door and peaked in. Gabe was sitting on the toilet with his head in his hands, to deep in thought to realize I was intruding. Closing the door behind me, I stepped into the brightly light room. As the door creaked, Gabe's head shot up.

I swear to the God almighty reining in heaven. My heart stopped.

When he looked up at me, our eyes connected. His big brown hazel eyes were no longer the things I've come to be familiar with in these past months. They were what they used to be, they gleamed with forgotten lights. There were stars in them, my stars.

Gabe got off of his seat on the shiny white toilet and with one big stride, landed inches away from me. My heart still hadn't restarted, or maybe it had and I was too numb to feel it.

"What did I say about that haircut, Beckett?" He whispered.

And with those words being said, the space in between us disappeared.
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[musicmakesmeloco]

OHMYGODBRIILOVEYOUSOFUCKINGMUCH!!!!!!!!

*runs and jumps and tackles bri in the biggest bearhug anyone has ever had*

IILOOVEEYOUUHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I almost cried happy tears this time xD
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Say my name, and his in the same breath, I
Dare you to say they taste the same,
Let the leaves fall off in the summer
And let December glow in flames

Brace myself and let go,
Start it over again in Mexico
These friends, they don't love you
They just love the hotel suites, now

I don't care what you think
'Cuz as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness
In misery

Oh, take a chance, let your body get a tolerance,
I'm not a chance, but a heat wave in your pants
Pull a breath like another cigarette,
Pawn Shop, I'm trading up (trading up)

I'm the oracle in my chest,
Let the guitar scream like a fascist,
Sweat it out, shut your mouth,
Free love on the streets, but
In the alley and I ain't that cheap, now

[musicmakesmeloco]

imma re-read this whole story again
not atm cause i'm a lazy lil shite
but l8er
i swear i will
and when i do
you'll know
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Say my name, and his in the same breath, I
Dare you to say they taste the same,
Let the leaves fall off in the summer
And let December glow in flames

Brace myself and let go,
Start it over again in Mexico
These friends, they don't love you
They just love the hotel suites, now

I don't care what you think
'Cuz as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness
In misery

Oh, take a chance, let your body get a tolerance,
I'm not a chance, but a heat wave in your pants
Pull a breath like another cigarette,
Pawn Shop, I'm trading up (trading up)

I'm the oracle in my chest,
Let the guitar scream like a fascist,
Sweat it out, shut your mouth,
Free love on the streets, but
In the alley and I ain't that cheap, now

[PATD_PWNs]

<3333333
hahahahahhaha.
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[stelaclaudi]

YES! YAY! GOOD! NO BETTER! BETTER THAN GOOD! BETTER THAN AWESOME! YAYZ! =D =D =D =D =D
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http://stelaclaudi.livejournal.com/
from day one i talked about getting out
but not forgetting about
how my worst fears are letting out
he said why put a new address
on the same old loneliness
when breathing just passes the time
until we all just get old and die
now talking's just a waste of breath
and living's just a waste of death
and why put a new address
on the same old loneliness
and this is you and me
and me and you
until we've got nothing left

[PATD_PWNs]

(:<3

sequel details sooon.
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[musicmakesmeloco]

goody goody goody!!!!!!!!!
_________________
Say my name, and his in the same breath, I
Dare you to say they taste the same,
Let the leaves fall off in the summer
And let December glow in flames

Brace myself and let go,
Start it over again in Mexico
These friends, they don't love you
They just love the hotel suites, now

I don't care what you think
'Cuz as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness
In misery

Oh, take a chance, let your body get a tolerance,
I'm not a chance, but a heat wave in your pants
Pull a breath like another cigarette,
Pawn Shop, I'm trading up (trading up)

I'm the oracle in my chest,
Let the guitar scream like a fascist,
Sweat it out, shut your mouth,
Free love on the streets, but
In the alley and I ain't that cheap, now