Why do you love me?

Inspired by the song why do you love me by garbage.

Howard is trying to understand why vince is in love with him.


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Notes: Decided to write a short fan fic for my first story to get into the swing of things =]

Why do you love me? by weekendgothgirl

Why do you love me
why do you love me
why do you love me, it’s driving me crazy.- Why do you love me- garbage

Howard T.J Moon, jazz maverick couldnt sleep.
It had been like this for a few nights now, he’d toss and turn for hours trying to drift off then he’d give up and watch Vince.
He knew why he couldn’t sleep he just didn’t want to admit it. He didnt want to be so weak- at least thats how he saw it.

“Awright, can’t sleep?” Vince murmmured opening his vivid blue eyes and startling Howard out of his train of thought.
“mmm… yeah”
“How many nights has it been now? Four? Five?”
Howard looked at Vince thoughtfully “how do you know how long i’ve been like this?”
Vince laughs “Come on Howard apart from the fact that I know you inside out, I can feel you tossing and turning each night.”
Ah Howard thinks obvious really, then he starts laughing too.

“So why can’t you sleep then?”
Howard stops laughing as suddenly as it started, “ummm I don’t know?” He hopes Vince will leave it there, but knows he won’t.
“Yes you do know, why won’t you tell me?” Vince looks upset, his eyes glittering with unshed tears.
“I….I just don’t want to bother you with it”.
“Howard I love you, you won’t be bothering me with it. Please tell me!”
Howard sighs, maybe I should tell him, maybe i’d feel better. He sighs again takes a deep breath and plunges in.
“I don’t know how to say this” he begins.
“Oh god! Your not breaking up with me, are you?” Vince asks tears threatening to fall.
“What no!” Howard almost yells, then more softly asks “why would you think that?”
“Well thats usually how it starts, with the other person saying, I don’t know how to say this and I…I thought you might of gotten bored of me” he finishes at a whisper.

He looked at him with such sadness in his eyes that Howard couldn’t keep the fierce swelling of love he felt in his chest from spilling into his voice as he told his lover that he would never get bored of him.
“That will never happen little man, never think that!”
“Then why can’t you sleep?”
Another deep sigh “Im trying to work out why you love me. I don’t understand it. I feel like im holding you back.”
Howard looks up to see Vince laughing.
“Thank you very much sir, I tell you im scared and you laugh at me”.
“Im laughing because none of that is true! Howard your not doing any of that to me. I love you because of everything you are. All the way from your jazzy head to your freakish toes. I wouldn’t change anything about you, you are everything I want”.
“Your not just saying that to make me feel better, are you?”
“No im not you idiot!” laughing Vince pulls Howard into a deep kiss.
“Do you think we can get back to sleep now?”
Smilling Howard replies “yeah I think we should” with that they laid down in each others arms.
Howard falls asleep almost instantly but as hes drifting off he thinks Vince leans over and whispers in his ear, “I love you more than life itself, even more than my hair”.

He’s not sure though, he could have dreamt that.

End Notes: I dont know if Julian Barrett has freakish toes, it just seemed like something vince would say! =]