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Sorry for this huge late!!


Chapter 6
( The tribute goes on.. but it bears fruit!)

After tuning the sound of her guitar as less electric as possible, Buffy showed William a short sequence of chords that the boy repeated very laboriously.
“Now, let’s try to play something, ok? What about ‘Waiting’, by Greenday? You should know that song, it’s on our play list.”
The guy nodded and she showed him the first verse.
She knew very well that wasn’t a song that a fledgling player could play, but at that moment Buffy just cared about one thing, revenge!
In fact, she realized amusedly that the time it took for William to play the first verse was twice as much the whole playing time of the song.

She expected a sharp retort from him, but he surprised her, he stopped playing and sat close to her, putting her in trouble with a simple question.
“Why did you fancy me so bad?”
The girl decided to stick to generalities, mostly because the list of the reasons would last for hours.
“Due to all the reasons in the world, and due to none in particular!” she answered, visibly embarrassed.
“Gee! I gotta write this sentence somewhere!” he exclaimed, amused and flattered.
“Anyway… you can even use the present tense..” she confessed, wishing she could take back what she had just said.
But what was done was done.
“Uhmm.. good to know..” he commented, getting closer to her, and she was completely lost in his blue eyes.
“… because there’s another verb I want to turn into present tense..” he went on, with a smooth voice, caressing her hair.
“Wha.. Wha.. What?” Buffy stuttered, flashing him a half smile.
“I’ll kiss you!” and as William said that, his lips were inches from Buffy’s and she parted them after a moment of uncertainty.
Their mouths began a slow and long mutual exploration, increasing the intensity minute by minute.

He was the first to stop, but only to see her reaction.
Buffy’s green dreamy eyes had already answered him.
“Wow!” William exclaimed, passing a thumb over his lips.
“I’ve been waiting a lifetime/ for this moment to come..” Buffy sang.
“I was sure we were having fun.. Don’t tell me you already want to resume playing that song..” he commented almost deluded.
“A world of no!” she chuckled, skimming his lips with hers.
“Although it’s a paradox to say that.. ‘Waiting’ can.. wait!” she added, entwining her fingers with his and leaning her head on his shoulder, noticing how the white T-shirt he wore with a pair of tear blue jeans not only sketched out his sculpted abs, but also set off his tan.
She stayed like that, her eyes half closed, wondering if she was dreaming.

“C’mon, pet, why don’t you tell me?” the blond guy exclaimed, breaking the silence as he caressed her face with the back of his hand.
“Tell you what?”
“How bloody stupid I am not to figure out immediately how special you are!”
“William, no one had ever told me a more beautiful thing! Anyway, I’d never tell you that you’re stupid.. only that it took some time for you to realize things!” she joked, hugging him.
“Well, now that I’ve realized that, I’ll have to make up for lost time..” he declared, giving her the umpteenth kiss.
“Have you thought about that? If Will and I had never published the ad, or if you had never read it.. what would have happened?”
“Probably we would have never cleared things up, and even if we met casually you would have kept living with your convictions, I would have kept living with mine.. bloody terrible! Don’t want to think about that!” he commented, wrapping his arm around her waist.
“Coming back to the present, don’t even dare to get busy tonight, because I want you only for me, and I won’t accept any excuses… got me?” he pretended to threaten her.
“I got you! What a pity.. the other twenty paramours of mine will get upset when I tell them that I can’t go out with them..” she joked, acting worried; just before claiming William’s lips once again.

And he was the first to stop again, enlightened by an idea.
“Follow me!” he suggested, almost dragging her by the hand.
“Don’t tell me we’re gonna resume playing..” she pleaded.
Although she loved her guitar, at the moment playing it was the last of her thoughts.
Instead of taking her to the playing room, William took her into his bedroom.
That alarmed the girl, but William immediately figured out that she might have misunderstood his intentions.
“Don’t worry, I’m not that kind of guy! It involves music, you’ll understand..” he calmed her down, as he impatiently looked for one of his countless CD that were scattered everywhere.
Sure, William wasn’t what you call a tidy boy, but Buffy didn’t seem to care, as she observed him curiously, seated on a made too quickly bed.
In the meantime, he had inserted the CD in the record player, pushing a button to take off the singer’s voice and putting the song in stand by.
“You know, pet, I’m not as good as you are writing songs, but I can dedicate one to you..” he confessed, as he inserted the jag of the microphone, ready to perform.
“Besides, drums aren’t the most suitable instrument to sing along with.. so, I need this.. I hope you’ll like it!” he explained, pushing the ‘play’ button, and she immediately recognized the song he was about to dedicate to her.
A song she was crazy for; ‘Wasting Time’ by blink-182, her favourite.
And he knew it because she had confessed it to him that morning on the train.
Buffy adored William’s smooth voice. She had been listening to it all afternoon, maybe it was a little bit croaky due to the tons of cigarettes he smoked; but that didn’t meant it wasn’t fascinating.. quite the contrary!
William was careful not to play the part.. without much poetry, as she was bewitched by the words:


I’M WASTING TIME THINKING ABOUT A GIRL
STEALING HER AWAY FROM HER WORLD
SHE AND I WOULD RUN AWAY
I THINK OF THE THINGS I’D SAY
WE’D TALK ABOUT IMPORTANT THINGS
AND I PICTURE IT IN MY DREAMS
[….]

AND MAYBE I COULD IMPRESS HER
BY BEING IN A BAND
MAYBE IF I ACT REAL THOUGH
SHE’LL LET ME HOLD HER HAND
MAYBE I COULD WIN HER HEART
BY WRITING THIS SONG ABOUT HER

SOMETIMES I SIT AT HOME
WONDERING IF SHE’S
SITTING AT HOME
THINKING OF ME
AND WONDERING IF I’M
SITTING AT HOME
THINKING ABOUT HER
OR AM I JUST WASTING MY TIME?

William stopped the song, mostly because the second verse was anything but romantic!
He looked at her, smiling, and she smiled back, ecstatic.
No words were necessary to express the joy and the surprise William’s gift had given her.
“Wow!” was all Buffy managed to say as she sat close to him, linking her hand with his.
“You don’t talk much, eh? I’ll take that as ‘Excellent, wonderful, fantastic, you’re amazing!’” he joked and then he kissed her forehead.
“I’m sorry to say this, but it’s late, I really have to go. See ya later, at the Square, ok? Poor me, how will I resist this two or three hours without seeing you?” she said, pretending to be desperate.
“It will be bloody hard, but I’m sure you’ll manage!” he smiled, helping her to put her stuff in the car.
“Bye, and don’t kill the car, Slayer!” he made fun of her, raising her chin with a finger.
“I’ll just hope I’ll arrive home with the car intact! Gee, Spike, between kisses and that song.. you really stunned me!” she smiled, kissing him goodbye, before getting in the car.

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Buffy ran up the stairs unconsciously humming the song William had dedicated to her, arousing Joyce’s curiosity.
And she had also noticed her daughter’s dreamy eyes.
Heading towards her room as a fury, determined to throw on her bed all her wardrobe searching for something nice to wear for the more than special occasion, Buffy realized she had forgotten her mobile on the desk.
“I’m so distracted. That’s why I haven’t heard a ring all the day long!” she thought out loud, switching it on.
After a few seconds the typical sound warned about the arrival of a message, and then of another one.
On the display there were two senders, the first was William, and the second was the service with the list of the numbers that had called her while her cell was off.
Obviously, it was the first virtual envelope the one she opened first, pleased and touched by the William’s words.

‘Is it my impression, or since you left the minutes last hours? Lucky for me, there are only 131 minutes for us to meet, now 130.. Can’t you see how much I miss you? A kiss, Spike.’

“Oh, he’s so sweet! But I’ll answer later, I don’t want to sound banal..” she decided, confining herself just to make a ring to him to let him know that she had read it.
She liked his nickname, his friends must be geniuses, Spike fitted him to a T.
She opened the other message, where both Willow’s cell and home numbers reminded her of the fact that that she hadn’t called her all the day long.
A second later she had already dialed the number of her home with her cordless, eager to tell her the big news.
“Hey Will wassup? Yeah, I know that it’s not nice to disappear the way I did for the whole day, but you can’t even begin to imagine what happened..”
“I’ve been trying to find you so I could tell you what happened to me, well, to all the band…”

So, Willow told her friend in the slightest detail how finally someone had contacted her for the bassist ad, and how she had found out that this guy attended not only her same university, but also her same faculty, even if he had failed to complete his courses within the prescribed time.. but close to the degree, and that knowing she was there too, he had preferred not to show up that morning, but to go directly to her house to see the band performing and then to decide what to do, just as William had done.

TBC

I hope you’ll like it
And from now on.. there will be hyper sugared spuffyness!! But it won’t stay like that ‘till the end.. ih hih ih I’ve warned you!! >:-D





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