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Post by the_admin on May 26, 2004 13:09:02 GMT -5
You can't. It's the same as revising for a Dutch oral when you're Dutch.
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Post by Matt's_Muffin! on May 26, 2004 14:26:09 GMT -5
NOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Danny!! Charlie!! God I know its not real but I am really confused!! It is sooooo good!! I love it too!! I have a fucking admin exam tommorow it is my last one!!! WOOHOO!! On the down side I am back to school on Monday!! Shit!!
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Post by Kolakube on May 27, 2004 11:32:15 GMT -5
Heres the end of it, Debz, I kinda made the decision for you over who you pick!
"I'm so glad we're home," I sighed as me and Matt walked through the door of our flat. I wheeled my case into my bedroom and chucked my jacket down. I didn't get a reply so I walkked back into the lounge. Matt was sitting on the sofa, staring blankly into space. I sat down next to him. "Matt, what's up?" I asked putting an arm around him. He opened his hand and a piece of scrunched up white paper sat in his palm. "What is it?" "Read it," he said, rolling the ball into his fingers and placing it in the palm of my hand. I looked at him and nervously unscrewed the ball. " Queers like you don't deserve to live, you better watch you back," I read out loud. "What the fuck is this? Where did you get it from?" I asked, slightly irately. "The airport, someone in the crowd handed it to me." "What, one of the journalists?" he shrugged. "There were too many people there, I didn't see who it was." He was right, there had been alot of people. The majority had been press, trying to take photos. It had been complete chaos. People just randomly shouting names out. Matt had been really protective of me. Infact he'd always been protective of me where the press were concerned. I'd noticed that Matt had been really quiet in the cab home but didn't really bother to find out what it was, I assumed it was jet lag. "What are you going to do?" I asked, placing the paper on the table. Matt picked it up and tore it into pieces, then slowly chucked it in the bin. "I'm going to forget it, It's just stupid, immature stuff. I don't need it." "Matt, that was a death threat. It's really serious. You have to tell the police. Or at least tell Fletch," "No Emma, Please, just leave it, It's not important, I'm not worried about it and neither should you be." "You don't look like you're not worried, you look petrified" Matt stood up. "I'm fine alright," he shouted, putting on a fake smile. "Just because we've been friends all these years, you don't automatically know all my feelings, okay?" he stormed out of the living room and I heard his bedroom door slam shut. I threw my hands up in annoyance and slumped backwards on the sofa. Lately, me and Matt had been continuously rowing and arguing. It was completely different and also completely out of character for the both of us. We never used to row, it had only started after the incident in Las Vegas. I thought that when we slept together, all the problems would stop and we'd move on and come out stronger but it appeared that nothing had changed. I sat and flicked through an old magazine. I stopped when I came across a picture of Busted beaming back at me. Matt was grinning away in the picture, something that he rarely did now. He'd taken Charlie's place as the moody member of the band. As much as I loved Matt, I wanted the old Matt back, someone I could have a laugh with and someone I could confide in. I chucked the magazine down and heard Matt's bedroom door opening again. He appeared in the doorway and smiled apologetically at me. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken it out on you," I smiled back at him and he walked over and hugged me. "It's okay," I whispered, "You're forgiven." "Next time I'm having a go at you, just stop me okay," I nodded. "I love you," he whispered. "I love you too," I whispered back.
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Post by Kolakube on May 27, 2004 11:33:49 GMT -5
Over the next couple of weeks, me and Matt were fine. We hardly ever argued, we got loads of time to go out places together and we even started redecorating the flat. Infact, I was pretty certain that everything was going to be perfect between us. I couldn't have been more wrong. I looked at my watch while I was sitting in Debz flat one evening. 8:00. Kim was there as well. We'd decided to have a girly night in together and we'd just finished singing the Shoop song for about the 10th time. "Look, guys. I really better be getting back now." I said, placing the wine glass down on the table and standing up. "Are you sure hun? Can't you stay for one more drink?" asked Debz. "I need someone to get drunk with seeing as Kim can't even have one glass of alcohol," "She could drink if she wanted to," I smiled, sliding my bag on my shoulder. She smiled back. "I don't want to, I don't want to do anything that could remotely harm this baby. Me and James are really excited about it. I kissed each of their cheeks and made my way to the door. Debz followed me out. "Em, do you think that Charlie is still interested in me?" she asked nervously. "Uh, yeah, as far as I know, he is. He really likes you. Anyway, why do you ask?" she shrugged. "I was thinking about him the other night, I might ring him and ask him if he fancies going out soon." I grinned. "I'm sure he'd love that," I opened the door and walked out into the dim evening. "I'll see you later," I called. She waved and shut the door behind me. Everything was eventually shaping up. James and Kim had their baby on the way and it looked like Charlie and Debz were eventually going to get together. Me and Matt had had our marriage annulled about a week previously so I could eventually sort out my future. As I reached the front door, I pushed the key in the lock and turned it. The door opened slowly and I crept in. I pulled the key out and shut the door. As I chucked my bag and shoes in my bedroom, I could hear male giggling coming from the living room. I assumed that Matt had James over and walked into the room. I was shocked at the sight infront of me. Matt was lying on the sofa in his boxer shorts, on top of him was his ex - Dan - also dressed in very little. They shot apart as I entered. "Emma, it's not what it looks like," Matt gasped as he scrambled around for his top. "Matt, how can it be anything other than what it looks like," I asked in disbelief. "Okay, it is what it looks like but it doesn't mean anything." he said quickly. Dan looked at him. "It doesn't?" Matt shut his eyes and put his head in his hands. Dan buckled up his belt and pulled his t-shirt over his head. He stood up. "It was good to see you again Emma," he said, standing up. I kept my gaze fixed on Matt. "I'll see you around Matt," Matt ignored him and kept his head down until he heard the front door slam shut. It was then that he looked up and met my gaze head on. "Why did you do it Matt?" I asked quietly. "I didn't think you'd react like this," "How did you want me to react? You've been stringing me along for weeks and then i come home to find you and your ex practically sucking each others faces off. "I haven't been stringing you along," he replied defensively. I frowned. "Whatever," I said as I flounced out of the lounge and into my room. Matt follwed. "Tell me how the hell I've been stringing you along," he shouted. I turned to him. "Oh let me think, how about the wedding, the sex, the kisses, always telling me that you love me. That is stringing me along Matt," "That has all been done in a friendly way." "What, friendly marriage and friendly sex? I don't think so Matt," "You know I'm gay, You weren't honestly expecting a relationship with me, were you" he raged. I stayed silent and bit my bottom lip. His features softened and the volume of his voice dropped. "Were You?" "Yes, alright. Yes I was, and I was an idiot." "Emma, like I just said, you know I'm gay," "No Matt, you said you were gay, you think you're gay, but I don't think you are deep down." "How can you tell me what my sexuality is?" he asked, his volume raising again. "I'm not telling you, I'm suggesting," "How can you honestly SUGGEST that I might not be gay?" he asked. I sighed and sat on the bed. "You slept with me, you kissed me, you hardly ever have an actual boyfriend because you don't like anyone that you see." "What happened with you was just two mates experimenting," "Well it meant more to me. If all I am to you is an experiment then you can just fuck off back to Dan," I screamed. I stood up and pushed him out of the room and shut my door in his face. A photo of me and Matt together at Alton Towers caught my eye. In my rage, I picked it up off of the shelf and slung it against the wall. The glass and the frame smashed into loads of pieces and lay scattered over the floor underneath where the picture had struck the wall. I pulled a bag out of my wardrobe and pulled all of the clothes off of their hangers. I quickly folded them up and flung them in the bag. I went to my drawer and pulled loads of underwear out. I threw it in the bag. I leant down to pick up a bra that I had drop and swore loudly as pain seared through my finger. A piece of glass was lying underneath the bra and I'd sliced my finger open. I put the bra in the bag, zipped the bag up and then slipped my shoes on. I quickly unzipped the bag and stuffed in a couple more pairs of extra shoes and some make up. I grabbed a tissue and wrapped it round my bleeding finger. The blood seeped on to the makeshift bandage. I pulled my bag on my shoulder, grabbed my handbag and jacket and flung the door open. Matt was sitting on the floor outside my door in tears. He imeediatley jumped up when he saw me. "Emma, please," he pleaded. I ignored his pleas and pushed past him. "Your finger's bleeding," he sobbed, stating the obvious. "I know," I replied, determined that his tears wouldn't change my mind. "Well, come here and I'll sort it out for you," he mumbled. "No thanks, I'll do it later," Then he noticed my bag. "Where are you going?" he asked. "I don't know but I just can't stay with you any longer. I'll come and get the rest of my stuff when I find somewhere permanent." I opened the front door. "I'll see you around Matt," I slammed the door shut behind me and the tears eventually came streaming down my cheeks. I wiped them away and walked in the direction of Debz's place. When I arrived, I hammered on the front door. Eventually, the door opened slowly. "Wha.. Emma? Come in, what's happened, you look awful," she said pulling the door back and ushering me in. I practically fell in the door and dropped my bag down. She grabbed me and pulled me towards her. "What's happened." "Can I stay with you for a bit until I sort my head out?" I sobbed. "Well, yeah, of course you can, but why?" I walked into her lounge and sat down on her sofa. "Me and Matt have fallen out big time," I wailed. "I think this is the end of the line for us. We can't go back." Debz sat next to me and hugged me. "It can't be that bad, just explain everything to me. I bet, when you put things in perspective, It's just a silly little arguement." I took a deep breath, ready to explian. "When we were in Las Vegas, you know me and Matt got married." "Yeah," "And you know we fell out," "Uh huh," "Well, the night we made up, I went to Matt's room to talk things through with him. Whe he opened the door, he pulled me in and we really quickly made up, then he kissed me. But this kiss was different. It was like a kiss with a boyfriend, but it felt right. Things just went on from there and we ended up sleeping together," I explained. "What....sex?" "Yeah. What other sleeping together do you know of?" "Well I though you meant, shared a bed and fell asleep, but anyway, carry on." "Well, tonight when I got home, Matt was on the sofa getting off with Dan," "Dan as in his ex?" I nodded. "Oh. My. God. What the hell was Dan doing there?" I shrugged. "But then he told me that the stuff between us hadn't meant anything and that I was just an experiment," "That doesn't sound like something that Matt would say," "Well he didn't use those exact words, but that was the message he was trying to get across," Debz nodded.
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Post by Kolakube on May 27, 2004 11:34:30 GMT -5
"So what are you going to do?" I shrugged again. "I haven't really thought it through, I just needed to get out." "Well, you can have my spare room for as long as you need," I hugged her gratefully. "Just promise me you'll talk things over with Matt." I nodded. "Promise" Suddenly, the door shook as someone hammered on it violently. Debz stood up. "I'll get it," she groaned, walking into the hallway. I heard muffled voices and Debz appeared at the doorway again. "Do you want to talk now or later," I though for a moment. "I'll do it now," she stepped out of the way and Matt stepped in the room, his eyes bloodshot and his cheeks red. "I'll leave you to it," She shut the door on us and Matt just stayed still. "What happened Matt?" I asked, keeping my composure. I heard his jacket rub together as he shrugged. "I just went out, bumped into him, we came back to ours and we kissed, but I swear that is all we did." "Then how come both of you were half undressed?" he shrugged again. "I was going to stop him, it didn't feel right, any of it. You walked in before I did." "Matt, if you didn't want it, then you should have stopped him before he started undressing you." "I don't know what was going on in my head but I promise that I never did any of this to hurt you." he walked over and kneeled down infront of me. "And I lied to you," I looked up. "What about?" "When I slept with you, I wasn't experimenting, I really wanted it and I meant it. I did it because I love you," "Then why did you say all that stuff?" "Because I didn't want you to be right about me maybe not being gay, but I think you are," "Why's that?" "Because I love you and I want to be with you and spend my life with you and I've only just realised this," "How do I know that you're not just saying this to get in my good books?" "Because....Well...Because of this," he took my face in his hands and pulled me towards him. Our lips met and I felt a bolt of electricity run through my body. When we pulled apart, he smiled at me. "Convinced?" I nodded and planted another soft kiss on his lips. We pulled apart as someone else hammered on the front door. Matt looked at me, confused. "I'll go get it." I stood up and walked to the front door, opening it anxiously. On the doorstep was a face that I recognised but I was shocked. "Emma?! Is Debz in?" I nodded, still lost for words. I knocked on Debz bedroom door and let myself in. "Debz, you have a visitor," I smiled. She looked at me, interested. She got off her bed and walked past me. She stopped when she saw the face at the door. "Danny!" she shouted, she ran forwards and hugged him tightly, causing him to drop his suitcases. "I've missed you so much," he whispered. "I don't believe it, what are you doing here?" "I realised that if you couldn't leave the UK for me then I'd have to leave the States for you," "What so you're staying here permanently?" she shrieked. Danny nodded. "If that's okay with you." she nodded. "Stay here!" I walked back in the lounge and grabbed Matt. "Come on Mister, lets go, leave the two love birds in peace."
I stood, nervously, my hands wrapped around the neck of the guy I loved. We swayed together, our first dance as a married couple. Eventually, we were saved from our embarrassment as more couples joined the floor. I looked down as a little girl tugged on the bottom of my designer white wedding dress. "What's the matter?" I asked, crouching down to her level. "Mummy, who do I dance with?" she asked. She looked at me with her big hazel eyes. Her wavy hair was a browny blonde colour and it fell to just below her shoulders. A little headband to match her dress was sitting in her hair. She held her posy clumsily. In a way, she looked frightened. I looked around the room and then the right boy caught my eye. "Go and ask Tom," I whispered, pushing her in the right direction. I straightened up and went back to dancing with my new husband. "Sweet," he smiled, wrapping his arms around my waist. Suddenly there was an almighty wail. I turned to see Summer bawling her eyes out and Tom standing with a look of shock. I looked at Matt and left him so I could walk over to the commotion. Kim arrived just as I did, and smiled at me. I leant down and picked up my daughter. "What happened hunny?" I cooed, wiping a tear away from her eye. "He told me that I wasn't allowed to dance with him because I'm only 4 and he's 6," she wailed. Kim took charge of her son. "Thomas Ryan Bourne, apologize to Summer this instance." "But Mummy, I didn't do anything, she's lying," he moaned, crossing his arms. His bright blue eyes twinkled innocently. He went to walk away but James caught him. "Oh no you don't little man, apologize to Summer." he told him as he pushed him towards me. "But Daddy," he protested. "Do it, or I'll take away your guitar for a week," Tom reluctantly looked up and I turned so Summer was facing him. "Sorry Summer," he said quietly. Infact, he looked like he was going to burst into tears at any moment. "It's alright Tom, thank you for apologizing," I ruffled his hair and he walked away. Matt eventually came to see what the fuss was about. "What's the matter sunshine?" he asked, lifting her chin up with his finger. "No-one will dance with her," I told him. "I'll dance with you," James said, smiling. Summer looked up. "Will you?" she asked, happily. "If you want to." Summer nodded and reached out to James who took her in his arms. Matt kissed me as James walked off with our daughter. "She's a right little madam sometimes," I smiled, watching her as well. "Takes after her mum then doesn't she," I hit him playfully on his arm. "Whatever! Anyway, she's picked up some of your bad traits," "Well she's picked up my good looks, but that's about it." I shook my head and wrapped my arms around Matt's neck as his arm automatically found it's way back to my waist. Me and Matt had eventually decided to try and give it a go. We took things slowly and after about 18 months, I found out I was pregnant. We had a little girl who we called Summer Jayne Willis, born on the 23rd July weighing 6 pounds and 7 ounces. Kim and James had stayed together as well and they called their son Thomas Ryan Bourne. He only ever got called Thomas when he was naughty, he was better known as Tom. Danny and Debz had got together eventually and Debz was 6 months pregnant with their first child. Then there's Charlie. Charlie let go of his love for Debz and found a girl called Kirsty. They settled down together and had just got engaged. As for Busted, they were still going strong, all these years down the line. It was weird looking at everything and seeing everyone all grown up. These were the people who I'd spent my life with and I couldn't see myself ever leaving them behind. They were all members of my family to me and I wasn't planning on letting that go just yet. "I love you Mrs.Willis," Matt whispered. He kissed my cheek. "I love you too, Mr.Willis,"
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Post by Kolakube on May 27, 2004 11:34:59 GMT -5
THE END!!!!!! ;D ;D
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Post by the_admin on May 27, 2004 12:02:32 GMT -5
AWW!!! The kiddo part is SO cute!! Thomas Ryan Bourne AWW!!! And Summer!! AWWWWW!!! SO GOOD!!!!!
Btw, aside of this fic being brilliant and all, you gonna give it a go at putting it up yourself, or shall I?
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Post by Kolakube on May 27, 2004 12:09:17 GMT -5
I think you should do it, I'm still having problems with the FTP stuff, *kicks computer v hard* LET IT WORK DAMN YOU!!!
I really like the kiddo bit as well. Infact, I'm even tempted to do a sequal to this because I love the kiddo part so much, dunno, what do you think. I just wanna do more with the kiddos!!!!
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Post by the_admin on May 27, 2004 12:13:39 GMT -5
Hmm, sequel sounds good to me... You could do (I'm saying the first thing that springs to mind).. Tom and Summer falling in love with each other, but write it in such a way, that Emma is telling it. And describe the road that leads to a relationship, if you're gonna do it.
What's wrong with the FTP? Is it not installing, or what is it (not) doing? Maybe I can help you out ;D
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Post by Kolakube on May 27, 2004 12:17:04 GMT -5
I wanna do it so Tom and Summer are still little - maybe like, just after the wedding - and them like becoming friends and cool stuff like that. I wanna keep them as little kids!!!!
And the FTP isn't installing. It says I have to be connected to the net to install it (??) so I am. then when you click on install, a new page comes up on the screen and it's just white and it doesn't load, no matter how long you wait for. (Hope that made sense!)
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Post by .the.nameless. on May 27, 2004 12:17:56 GMT -5
;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
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Post by the_admin on May 27, 2004 12:22:22 GMT -5
I wanna do it so Tom and Summer are still little - maybe like, just after the wedding - and them like becoming friends and cool stuff like that. I wanna keep them as little kids!!!! Okay, then I don't know. It was just an idea. And the FTP isn't installing. It says I have to be connected to the net to install it (??) so I am. then when you click on install, a new page comes up on the screen and it's just white and it doesn't load, no matter how long you wait for. (Hope that made sense!) I don't know. Try to install it again or something. It's supposed to load up anyway.
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Post by Matt's_Muffin! on May 27, 2004 12:59:29 GMT -5
OMFG!!! WOW WOW!! That was really fantastic!! Woo Danny!!! Good choice!! ;D I am actually really sad its ended!!
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Post by Bitch*Goddess on May 27, 2004 14:18:16 GMT -5
SWEET!! good one babe!
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Post by Kolakube on May 28, 2004 4:28:11 GMT -5
I have another idea now for a fanfic!!
I'll have to think about it!!! I just came out of my English exam and I've decided to stay at school, don't ask.
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