Run To You

TITLE: Run To You

Summary: more B/A ish ness. I have just rewatched the Freshman.

Spoilers: The Freshman

Authors Note: The song belongs to Whitney Houston. It's also from the Bodyguard soundtrack. I have forgot to disclaim in the other songfic I wrote today!!

I don't feel like I fit in anymore. Do you know what I mean? I can't do this. I'm not *Buffy* anymore. I feel, misplaced, like a little girl playing dress-up. I just want Angel.

I know that when you look at me

There's so much that you just don't see

But if you would only take the time

I know in my heart you'd find

A girl who's scared sometimes

Who isn't always strong

Can't you see the hurt in me?

I feel so all alone I know he could make me feel like I belong. Because whenever I'm with him, its like the lights dim everywhere else. It doesn't matter who else is there because its me and him alone.

I wanna run to you (oooh)

Won't you hold me in your arms

And keep me safe from harm

I wanna run to you (oooh)

But if I come to you (oooh)

Tell me, will you stay or will you run away It's been hell, this summer. Why does he do this? Why does he not want to be with me? I KNOW he loves me. I saw it in his eyes everyday, and in that final moment before he left me forever. Before he decided that it was over.

Before he decided to leave me, to run.

Each day, each day I play the role

Of someone always in control

But at night I come home and turn the key

There's nobody there, no one cares for me

What's the sense of trying hard to find your dreams

Without someone to share it with

Tell me what does it mean?

I guess thats not fair. He's not running. He's lettin me go. The thing he doesn't realise is that he's let me go but I don't want to. And so his noble move is just...pointless. He's left me to have a normal life, but I was under the impression a normal life didn't involve pining over my lost vampire lover. I need you here I need you here to wipe away my tears To kiss away my fears If you only knew how much...

I do. I need him. Like I need air, and more than I need food, I need Angel. He's like a part of me. When I'm alone, he makes me together. When I'm lost he finds me. When I'm scared, he'll help me to forget. When i kiss him, it's like I'm in heaven. Love does that to you - it can lift you to the highest heavens, then drop you to the fiery-est hell. And a love like ours, which I can recognise as being something supernatural, which has been as close to heaven as possible, and has literally been to hell and survived, is the one thing which will kill me. Because I'm off my game without him. I'll die. One of the many threats to my life, will get the better of me.