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Drew rubbed her eyes. But he was still there, standing with one foot up against the wall like James Dean...

Corey Feldman had been told that she would come to this club. So he waited. He had wanted to see her again after the episode "15 and Getting Straight". He had been struck by her beauty, as he thought, She must be struck by my handsomeness!

I know I should go
But I follow you like a man possessed
There's a traitor here beneath my breast
And it hurts me more than you've ever guessed
If my heart could beat, it would break my chest
but I can see you're unimpressed.

"Come to me, Drew," he purred to himself.

As soon as he saw Drew, he smiled.

As Drew's mother looked on, shocked, he held out his hand. Drew walked over and placed her hand in his...

Corey Feldman's POV

If I rule, I’ll make her wear veils.

No… make her wear scarves… Oh, she loves me. I made her.

Drew Barrymore, I will wed you! You’ll keep away from the sunlight, you’ll stay in my chambers! You will wear red!

Ah, Drew Barrymore. So beautiful. The minute I got the call from Steven Spielberg saying that she was completely in love with me, I felt so....alive.

When we were younger we were just kids, but now....
she's looking pretty good, and I'm like, mmm. Beautiful, she is.

As I held her in my arms, I made sure to whisper in her ear as I cupped her cheek,
"You are so beautiful."

"Your hands-" she started to say, but I knew the answer.

"Cold as death itself?" I purred.

She was like a kitten. I would stroke her and she would purr.

Then, the song began to play. Our song...

There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.
You became the light on the dark side of me.
Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and
The light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave.
Ooh,
The more I get of you,
Stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain,
My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave.
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the grave,
I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,
I've been kissed by a rose
I've been kissed by a rose on the grave,
...And if I should fall along the way
I've been kissed by a rose
...been kissed by a rose on the grave.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain
My power, my pleasure, my pain.
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby.
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.
Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave.
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grave.
Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave
Ooh, the more I get of you
Stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grave
Now that your rose is in bloom,
A light hits the gloom on the grave.




Wow. A kiss from a rose. That is how she will see me, I thought. Like the rose, I am beautiful, but dangerous.