Crush
AUTHOR: Angela
DISTRIBUTION: You think anyone would take it?
RATING: 'G'
FEEDBACK: Yes, please. Email me
DISCLAIMER: We all know Joss created them, and I know I like borrowing them. I'll put them back when I'm done, none the wiser. But secretly tingling whenever they see each other. *S*
AUTHOR'S NOTE: The lyrics are from a song called: "I've Got A Crush On You," written by George and Ira Gershwin. You can find it on many CDs, but I'm using the Linda Ronstadt version of the song, which you can find on her "What's New" cd. The lyrics are denoted by the ( ' ) symbol, thoughts or feelings are denoted by the ( < > ) symbols. Oh... one last thing, Trace, I decided if I could write a 'song' story from Willow P.O.V. How did I do?

'How glad the many millions
of Toms and Dicks and Willilams
would be to capture me''

'Well, I don't know about that,' Willow thought to herself as she listened to her cd. "I couldn't even get Xander to notice me," she said out loud, thankful at how things turned out.

'But you had such persistence,
you wore down my resistance
I fell and it was swell''

She laughed softly, she wasn't sure when it happened, but she was internally grateful that he hadn't given up.

'You're my big and brave
and handsome Romeo
How I won you I will
never, never know'

"Oh... yea," she sighed, he was handsome, no doubt about that. She picked up the picture she had on her desk and gazed at the figure in it.

'It's not that you're
attractive, but oh...
My heart grew active
when you came into view'

She thought her heart had stopped when she first laid eyes on him. 'Breathe... breathe,' she had told herself.



'I've got a crush on you,
sweetie pie, all the day
and nighttime, hear me sigh'

Nighttime brought forth so many dreams...

Ones she never wanted to end.

It was more than just a simple crush, she knew it...

Knew that he felt the same.



'I never had the least
notion that I could
fall with so much emotion'

That part was true, she had never felt this way before.

She thought she had with Xander, but this was different.

Better...



'Could you coo?
Could you care for
a cunning cottage
we could share?'

She knew that she would have to wait for that, but not long.

She glanced down to the ring on her finger, she couldn't believe it when he had proposed.

The whole gang had gone to the mountains, a bit of 'rest and relaxation' he had said.

She had no idea what he had planned, they were waiting to go down the 'bunny hill' when he called to her:

"Willow?"

"Yes?" she answered turning in his direction, her breath visible in the air.

She watched as he got down to one knee, she thought he'd hurt himself.

"Are you alright?" she asked, taking a step towards him.

"Yes... quite alright, in fact I feel so good and I need to share it with the person who's made me feel this way," he said, reaching into his pocket.