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Title: The Man Who Can’t Be Moved

Author: Le moi (Ninjabuscus)
Genre: Kind of sad?
Rating: For all the people of all the ages!
Warnings: Swear words?

Pairing: Jean Hobbs
Disclaimer: One does not own Dean or Jack (OMFGItsJackAndDean). All of this is fictional and in no way do I imply that they are actually in a relationship. None of this is real, just something I made up with my simple and bored brain. Do you see what boredom does to some people?
Author's Note: Enjoy! It is hugely based on the song ‘The Man Who Can’t Be Moved’ by The Script, I’ll put a link to the song in the description.


 

Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am

I walk through the streets in the rain with my hood up and my hands in my jumper pockets, a set destination in mind. I still can’t believe it. Jack said it was over. I don’t know why, he didn’t even give me a reason and I think that’s one of the things that hurts the most. Was it him? Was it me? What have I done? After almost two and a half years is he just…sick of me? Does he see me like the internet trolls do? He just said it was over, no emotion in his voice or expression, and then he just walked out of the front door, leaving me standing in the middle of the living room. I pull one of my hands from my pockets and wipe a stray tear from my eye. Then I reach my destination. It’s just outside the park. It’ where I met Jack. I sit down on the ground and just stare at my hands. It’s seven o’clock and it’s starting to get dark.

Some try to hand me money, they don't understand

Suddenly, a woman walks past. She notices me and goes to hand me some money. I shake my head, and simply say,

I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man.” She looks slightly confused.I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do.” She gives me a sympathetic smile before she goes on her way. “How can I move on when I'm still in love with you.” I say under my breath.

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street

It’s cold. It’s raining. It’s getting pretty dark now. I’m not getting up and going home though. Home will remind me of Jack, and that’s going to hurt. This is the place we met, so I'm not moving. I remember that day; it was cloudy but still pretty decent weather for England. I walked to the park, no particular reason other than I just wanted to get out of the house. I walked into the park and sat on the swing. After about fifteen minutes of just sitting there, someone sat on the swing next to me. I looked and the guy I saw just took my breath away. Like most guys, he was taller than me. He had dark blonde hair styled in a quiff, and he had wonderful blue eyes. He smiled, and I felt my heart explode. He told me his name was Jack, and he asked me why I was on my own. We talked for ages, and a week or so later we went on our first date. That was one of the best days of my life, meeting Jack. So like I said, I'm not moving.

Policeman says son you can't stay here
I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go

It starts to rain harder. For the past hour my phone has constantly been going off, but I’ve been ignoring. It’s probably some friends asking me where I am. I just want to be left here. In the rain, with my own thoughts. I hear a set of footsteps disturbing the puddles on the pavement and the natural sounds of the night. I look from under my hood and fringe to see Tom and Jenny running towards me.

“Dean, jeez we’ve been looking for you!” Tom panted.

“We’ve been worried, you haven’t been answering your phone and you weren’t home.” Jenny said.

“We heard about what happened. We were all at Bing’s and Jack turned up, saying you guys had broken up.”

“He didn’t even give me a reason!” I cried, beginning to sob.

“Aw Dean, it’s OK. Tom, hold my umbrella.” Jenny says, crouching down next to me and wrapping her arms around me in a hug.

“Did he say he’s at Bing’s?” I ask.

“Yep.” Tom replies.

“Are you guys going back there?”

“Yep.”

“Jenny, do you have some paper and a pen?”

“Let me have a look in my bag.” Jenny takes off her backpack and rummages around it for a moment, before pulling out a black biro and a notebook and handing them to me.

“Do you mind if I write a quick note?”

“Of course not. Tom, pass me the umbrella.” Jenny takes the umbrella and holds it over me so the rain doesn’t ruin the notebook or my note. I scribble a quick note for Jack, he won’t care but it’ll put my mind at ease a bit.

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you see me waiting for you on the corner of the street

So I'm not moving.’

I hand Jenny the notebook and pen.

“Can you give that to him please?” I ask.

“Sure, but aren’t you coming with us?” Jenny asks, raising an eyebrow quizzically.

I'm not moving.”

“Dean, it’s dark though.” Tom says.

I'm not moving.”

“You’ll catch a cold in this weather!” Jenny exclaims.

I'm not moving.”

“Come on Jenny, let’s go.”

“But we can’t just leave him here Tom!”

“It’s obvious he’s not going to move, so we should go back to your brother’s and give Jack that note. For Dean.”

“But…” Jenny sighs. “OK.”

And with that they walk away, leaving me again with my thoughts. For another hour.

People talk about the guy
Who's waiting on a girl, oh whoa
There are no holes in his shoes
But a big hole in his world

I still can’t get over it though. I feel like such a bad person, as if the whole break-up thing is my fault. It probably is though. It still hurts that he didn’t give me a reason, that much I deserve. The rain starts falling even harder. My jumper is soaked, my skin under it feeling damp and cold. There’s no point in wearing my hood anymore, it’s just a soggy weight on my head. I pull it off with my shivering hands and cross my arms tightly across my chest. I start to feel uncomfortable sitting on the concrete pavement, but I don’t want to move.

Maybe I'll get famous as the man who can't be moved
And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news
And you'll come running to the corner
'Cause you'll know it's just for you

The odd few people pass me here and there, probably off to have a good time. Maybe go to a party, a pub, whatever. They notice me and whisper to their friends. I guess people think I’m homeless, when really I'm the man who can't be moved. It’s funny, when you sit outside, on the ground, in the rain, people just assume you’re homeless. They don’t know your story. Maybe you’re waiting for someone, and decided to sit down. Maybe like me, they have had their heart broken. I just want to shout at them ‘I'm the man who can't be moved’ but I can’t. I’m cold and I just can’t be bothered. I hear someone running, but I think nothing of it. I just stare down at my feet.

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we meet
Oh, you see me waiting for you on a corner of the street

The running gets closer, and it suddenly stops. There is no noise apart from the rain and the odd car driving past. I look up to see what this person’s reason for stopping is. When I do look up, I see Jack through my fringe which is now plastered to my forehead by the rain. I just want to cry all over again. I want to shout at him, I want to scream, I want to get up and run. I would, but then I see the look on his face. It’s mix of relief and sadness. I notice that through all the rain, there are tears on his face.

“Dean, I am so sorry.”

“Why are you even here?”

So I'm not moving
('Cause if one day you wake up, find that you're missing me)

“Because I made a mistake.”

“What, breaking up with me? You didn’t even give me a fucking reason!” I cried.

I'm not moving
(And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be)

“I did have a reason. I thought you would be happier without me. I had some sort of existential crisis, and I thought you could do so much better than me. I thought you would be sick of me, so I broke up with you.”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying that I made a horrible mistake.”

I'm not moving
(Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet)

“Wait, so…”

“I want you back Dean, I know that if you don’t forgive me and don’t want to, but…”

I interrupt him by jumping up and crashing my lips against his.

I'm not moving
(Oh, you see me waiting for you on a corner of the street)

After what seemed like forever, but was probably only a couple of minutes, we pulled apart. He smiled down at me, and I grinned back. Even with all the rain, this moment felt perfect.

“Is that a yes then?” He asks.

“Definitely, and I forgive you. Just promise me something.”

“And what would that be?”

“That you don’t have another crisis like that, and that you won’t leave me like that again.”

“I promise.” He said, kissing the top of my head. “Let’s go home then.”

He held out a hand and I took it, entangling my fingers with his. We shared a quick kiss before walking home.

Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move

For the marvelous :iconunicyclingelephant:
It is based off of this song: [link]

Cover by the marvelous :iconyearningyayna:
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UnicyclingElephant Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
It's perfect and exactly how I imagined it would be <3
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Ninjabuscus Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Yay ^-^
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BethTheBubblyGirl Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2013
DEAD
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Ninjabuscus Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Ah no! Did I do something badly?
Ahhhh mixed messages
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BethTheBubblyGirl Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2013
No it's so good oh my god I died because it's so perfect
I PROMISE
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Ninjabuscus Featured By Owner Apr 6, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Well....if you say so
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TeamGB Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2013
awwww! beautiful <3 :')
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Ninjabuscus Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you ^-^
I was tempted to make it another sad one, but seeing as I have made what...four? sad song themed one shots, I thought I would be nice.
I can't promise that it'll happen again ^-^
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TeamGB Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2013
it's nice to read some sad ones, but you need to balance it out with some happy :)
and i really like your stuff :)
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Ninjabuscus Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Aw thank you, I appreciate your feedback ^-^
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TeamGB Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2013
you're welcome :)
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Anditsfriday Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Aww I love that song so much :heart:
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