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Your Smiling Face
by Karess
Author's Note: *sigh* Do we really have to do this again??? Oh, all right. Same old shit…I don't own Daniel and Darren, I know nuthin about their personal lives, and yeah, Sony people, PLEASE DON'T SUE. This story is just a mere fragment of my weird (or should I say perverted?) imagination. Nothing of this ever happened, but hey, we can dream, can't we? (hehehe) Now do you want to read the story or not? =P
Last word: this is kinda like the longer version of The Best Thing…so if u find it similar to that story it is…thanks.
REALLY last word: The song "Your Smiling Face" belongs to James Taylor…whoever are the management people of this guy, PLEASE DON'T SUE too…
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Whenever I see your smiling face
I have to smile myself
Because I love you, yes I do.
--> "Your Smiling Face", James Taylor
The last day of recording…why did that day mean so much to me? Well, aside from the mere fact that all that rehearsing and button-jiggling and guitar plucking would be over, it was one of the most memorable days of my life (this sounds corny, I know) because of you…oh so beautiful you.
We had just finished recording the last song and everyone was clapping their hands and hooting and cheering and patting our backs. Walter shook our hands and even hugged us. Leonie was clicking the camera away, for the site update no doubt. I stood serenely, shaking every hand that wanted to shake mine, receiving every hug, letting my back be patted, as opposed to you, walking around the studio, mingling with everybody, smiling. Oh my god. Your smile. It was the smile that can drive any woman or any man, crazy, no matter how straight he claimed to be. I felt I would melt on the floor right then and there.
After all that socializing and stuff everybody decided to go home. You, as always, bade everyone goodbye, thanking them, wishing them luck. I sat in the corner, watching carefully. As soon as only you and I inhabited the room you came over to me, wearing a different smile. It wasn't the smile you were flashing to everybody else in the room a while back; it was kinda like a smile you showed only to me. And that made me melt even more.
"So, what do ya want to do now, Jonesy?" you asked. Rip off your clothes and screw your guts out? Nah, I can't possibly do that.
"Hmm. Why don't we take a little walk?" I suggested. For some weird reason I wanted to talk to you. Privately. And tell you how I truly feel for you. Even though I wasn't really good at showing my feelings.
"Great idea," you declared and grabbed your coat. "Where to?"
Anywhere you want. "Why don't we go to the park? I need some peace and quiet…"
"Oh! I was thinking of the same thing!" you exclaimed, smiling again. Man, will you ever stop smiling? "Let's go!" you grabbed me by the arm and practically dragged me towards the park.
As we were walking together towards the park you were gabbing on and on about what you think of the album and what your favorite songs were and yadda yadda yadda. I knew how to smile and nod at the proper times…I didn't really pay attention to what you were saying at that time. What I really cared about was you being with me.
"What do you think, Jonesy?" you suddenly blurted out, making me jump.
"Huh? What?" I broke off from my thoughts. Oops, big mistake.
"You weren't paying attention to what I was saying the whole time?" you asked, your brow furrowing. "Oh never mind…"
"Sorry Daz…I was thinking about a lot of stuff too…" I apologized, looking sheepishly away from you. Damn, I blew up big time. We came near a pond and sat at the nearest bench, not saying a word.
"You miss Michelle, don't you?" you suddenly asked after a long moment, breaking the silence. I glanced at you and stared into your blue-gray eyes. I sat mutely, wondering why you had to ask that question.
"Yeah, I sure do." I replied quietly, looking away from you. "What about you, do you miss Colby?" I asked, suddenly unsure of myself.
Much to my surprise you smiled. Oh, not again. "Of course I do," you replied, then averted your eyes toward the pond. You sighed, and said, "But that was the past…I still love her, but there's somebody else who's taken her place in my heart."
I was shocked. What the…? I didn't know anything, no siree. You never mentioned anything, you never went out on dates, the only people you talked to long hours on the phone were Colby and your mom. I couldn't say a word.
"Daniel?" You turned my face towards you, and stared deeply into my green eyes. "Have you got any idea how much I love you?" Then…the most expectable thing in the world happened. Yes, you know damn well what. Not sex. Why in the world would he have sex in a park anyway? It would be too embarrassing.
My throat went dry at the sound of those words…we had shared a mutual love all along? Now that was perfect. I was now grinning from ear to ear, and I managed to touch your face. Your smile was still there, yes. And now I felt I didn't have any self-control. Suddenly I did something totally unexpected… I began to sing.
"Whenever I see your smiling face/I have to smile myself/Because I love you, yes I do…"
"And when you give me that pretty little pout/It turns me inside out/Something about you baby, I don't know," you chimed in.
"Isn't it amazing a man like me can feel this way…"
"…tell me how much longer it would go stronger everyday…"
Before I sang another line I felt the sensation of your soft lips against mine. Oh, what a beautiful feeling. I kissed you back with all the love and adoration I felt for you.
You broke the kiss first and smiled at me again. Man, if I had the power to do so I'd like to plaster that smile of yours permanently on your face. And I'd like to see what would happen.
"I love you, Darren." I whispered, caressing your cheekbones.
"I love you too." You answered. You took my hand and I accepted it, and we walked home, hand-in-hand, smiling at each other.
That day sure was the best day of my life. Sure, Michelle eventually found out and went ballistic, but I didn't care. It was all in the past, as Darren had said. And now I'm concentrating on my future. And hey, Darren smiles waaaayyy cuter than Michelle does. Hehehe…
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