Still Can't Get Over You

Chapter 43

New York;
Dylan's POV;

Carmine's driver had just pulled away from the curb outside of H's apartment building. Waving bye to my best friend and my brother who were staying in the City for the night then heading out to Carolina the following day.

Sticking in the headphones of my I-Pod to my ears as I settled back in to my seat as the driver slid the car in to the stream of traffic. Turning on my I-Pod, my eyes scanned over the screen until they landed on a file titled; 'From Jeff!' Pressing play I was greeted to his voice; that smooth Southern drawl.

"Baby; there is so much that I want to say to you but when you are in front of me, I can't seem to find the right words. I can't seem to find the courage to tell you how I feel so I hope that you will understand what I'm trying to say through this song. Talk to you soon beautiful!"

I loved listening to Jeff talk; I loved the sound of his Southern drawl; the way his words would just roll from his tongue; he could keep me happily occupied for hours at a time. Saying goodbye to him earlier today had felt like complete torture; being with him, hanging out with him every day for the past week and a half had become to feel so natural and so right that being so far away from him just felt wrong.

I sit alone and watch the clock,
Trying to collect my thoughts,
All I think about is you,
And so I cry myself to sleep,
And hope the devil I don't meet,
In the dreams that I live through,
Believe in me,
I know you've waited for so long,
Believe in me,
Sometimes the weak become the strong,
Believe in me,
This life's not always what it seems,
Believe in me,
'Cos I was made for chasing dreams,
All the smiles you've had to fake,
And all the shit you've had to take,
Just to meet us here again,
I never have the things to say,
To make it all just go away,
To make it all just disappear,
Believe in me,
I know you've waited for so long,
Believe in me,
Sometimes the weak become the strong,
Believe in me,
This life's not always what it seems,
Believe in me,
'Cos I was made for chasing dreams,
It's my life,
It's my choice,
Hear my words,
Hear my voice,
And just believe,
I sit alone and watch the clock,
Trying to collect my thoughts,
And all I think about is you,
If you believe in me,
Life's not always what it seems,
Believe in me,
'Cos I was made for chasing dreams,
Believe in me,
I know you've waited for so long,
Believe in me,
Sometimes the weak become the strong,
Believe in me,
This life's not always what it seems,
Believe in me,
'Cos I was made for chasing dreams.

Clive, Carmine's driver managed to get me to The Harrison in what seemed to be record time and I found that I was fighting back the tears from my eyes. I knew what Jeff was trying to say; that we had to take our shot at happiness because it wouldn't be handed to us but he knew that after all that had happened between us he would have to prove himself to me and that he was ok with that.

Leaning in to the front seat, I chatted with Clive as I checked my appearance to ensure that I didn't look too flustered or emotionally charged from listening to that song.

"Please tell Mr. Giovinazzo that I will be around the corner and to call me when he is ready to go back to the studio!" Clive requested of me.

"You got it Clive. Thanks for coming to pick me up from the airport!"

"You're welcome Miss. Moore,"

"Clive please call me Dylan," I smiled at the older man as I fixed my hair.