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Post by the_admin on Jun 21, 2004 8:57:51 GMT -5
New fiction! I know it’s a bit fast, but I found it the other day on my granddad’s computer and thought I’d finish it today. We’re halfway through, so it’s only gonna be a short one. You can probably guess on what it's based on; yes, the David Beckham and Rebecca Loos thing.
It’s a secret
‘How many times did you have sex with him?’ ‘Do I have to answer that question?’ ‘Was it less than six times?’ ‘No.’ ‘How many times was it, then?’ ‘I don’t think it really matters, does it?’ ‘More or less than ten times?’ ‘Right, I still don’t think it’s any of your business, but it was definitely more than ten times. I didn’t actually count the times he fucked me, okay?’
He stroked the hair out of her face, his hand slowly going over her leg and under her skirt, exploring what was under it. “I don’t think this is a good idea.” The girl panted and put her head in her neck. “Shh…” The boy replied, shushing the girl, pushing the white fabric under her skirt aside, making the girl groan a bit louder. “What if they hear us?” The girl felt like it was her turn and undid the belt of the boy’s trousers, closely followed by the zipper. “They’re not gonna hear us, Mandy. They’re partying down the stairs.” The boy groaned and pushed the girl’s head towards his crotch. The girl still wasn’t so sure, however, and looked up. “What if anyone finds out?”
‘How did this whole affair started?’ ‘I met him at a tour after party which I was invited to.’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Well, basically, we got a little tipsy and he took me up to his hotel room.’ ‘Why did you go with him in the first place? What exactly triggered you to go up and to his room?’ ‘I’d always adored him. Just the way he was and talked and all those things, you know. I still adore him, though.’ ‘Yes, and that was the first time you had sex with him?’ ‘The first time we made love to each other, yeah.’
“We’ll see if anyone finds out. But until then, we’ll- Oh God!” The boy sighed and squeezed into the cushions on the bed. “Who on earth taught you that?” He muttered under his breath and pulled up his trousers. The girl just smiled and licked her lips. “Excuse me for a moment.” She said, the boy nodded and zipped up his trousers.
‘And did he ever contacted you after that night?’ ‘Yes, he did.’ ‘In what way?’ ‘The usual; he phoned and sent me text messages.’ ‘So he phoned you and not the other way around?’ ‘Yes, that’s correct.’ ‘Why? Why did you never phone him?’ ‘Because it was supposed to be a secret, and if I would phone him, I wouldn’t know who was there. Maybe his girlfriend was there, or his bandmates.’ ‘Right, and he never phoned when Kara was there?’ ‘No, of course not, that would be silly, wouldn’t it? Would give away the whole secret.’ ‘True. Now, do you think Kara ever noticed?’ ‘I think she did. I mean, he was lonely. Most of the time, she wasn’t there, and he couldn’t even get a simple hug.’ ‘So you took advantage of him?’ ‘No, I certainly did not.’ ‘What was it, then?’ ‘Spur of the moment, I guess.’ ‘But it lasted for six weeks!’
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Post by the_admin on Jun 21, 2004 8:58:38 GMT -5
“Can’t wait to see you again.” The boy whispered down the phone. “I’ll be there tonight, James.” The girl said, a bit of excitement could be sensed in her voice for the ones who knew her. “You saw me last night, anyway.” She giggled. “Yeah, and wasn’t that great…” The boy’s voice trailed off, followed by a satisfied sigh. “Anyway, I think I can get you backstage tonight.” The boy’s voice suddenly turned excited and maybe even a bit child-like. As if he had this huge secret to hide from his parents. “How? Wouldn’t Matt and Charlie notice?” The girl said, with a trembling voice. She was excited as well, but it was risky. “Yes, it would be. That’s the fun part of it.” The boy mysteriously said. The girl giggled down the phone.
‘I think it was for longer than six weeks, actually.’ ‘Oh, well. Didn’t Kara ever crossed your mind?’ ‘No, not really. I pushed her out of my head when seeing James.’ ‘You never thought about the consequences, either?’ ‘Of course I did. Every time I came home after seeing James, I would cry on my bed for ages and thought about what I had done. And to his girlfriend.’ ‘So you blamed yourself?’ ‘I did in the beginning. But after a while I began to realize that I wasn’t the only one being part of this. James had started this in the first place. He was the one with a girlfriend.’ ‘You never discussed this with him?’ ‘We tried to avoid the subject. I don’t think he wanted to talk about it, either.’ ‘You never got busted once?’ ‘We were nearly, one time. I was just pulling on my clothes when his phone rang. It was her, I was told to keep my mouth shut and keep quiet so she wouldn’t suspect anything.’
The girl passed the bodyguards at the backstage entrance. The boy was waiting for her there, a smile across his face, his blue eyes sparkling in the dim light. He grabbed her hand, and kissed it swiftly. “James, not here. What if anyone sees us?” The girl giggled and pulled her hand back. “Oh, right. Yeah, sorry.” The boy’s face went bright red and he hid his hands in the pockets of his ¾ trousers. “Missed you.” He whispered softly, one side of his mouth curling into a cheeky smile, pulling her into one of the empty dressing rooms.
‘I think there are many people who don’t believe you.’ ‘Well, I don’t care. I know what happened, he knows what happened and it’s about time that he’s going to confess as well.’ ‘Don’t you think that’s a bit harsh?’ ‘No. Not at all.’ ‘Can you explain to me why?’ ‘I think his girlfriend has the right to know as to what was going on. What has been going on in the past eight weeks.’
He pushed her onto one of the sofas, ripped her top off as soon as he saw the chance and licked her over her bare stomach, encircling her belly button a couple of times before unclipping her bra behind her back. “You really have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this moment.” He gasped into her ear and thrust himself into her with ease. Her fingernails dug into the flesh on his back, leaving little red marks and she pressed her lips onto his. “You did me last night, James. It couldn’t have been so long.” The girl panted and arched her back while he pumped up the speed. “No, I mean-” He started, but got cut off by the tingling feeling in the pit of his stomach. “Oh shit.” He gasped for breath and shot his load into her. All the muscles in his body tensed and as he relaxed, he let himself softly fall on his love bird. “I mean, that we could’ve got caught by anyone.”
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Post by Kolakube on Jun 21, 2004 10:41:25 GMT -5
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Post by the_admin on Jun 21, 2004 12:45:35 GMT -5
‘To get back to the getting caught. Weren’t you afraid that anyone could possibly find out?’ ‘Yes, I tried to be as careful as possible, but James liked the idea of getting caught. I think he got a kick out of it.’ ‘And you never tried to get through to him that it was dangerous?’ ‘I tried oh so many times, but he never listened. Secretly I liked it too.’ ‘No need to blush, Mandy. You’ve told us so many things already, and now you’re starting to blush?’ ‘It’s just a bit personal.’ ‘And you think telling the whole world that you had sex with a member of Britain’s hottest bands isn’t personal?’ ‘James’ life wasn’t personal anymore. He got lived by too many people. I was the only bit of privacy he had left. The only thing he could control himself.’
“We need to talk.” He said and brushed his lips against hers. “Very desperately.” He added and pulled a serious face. He took her hand, looked around and pulled her with him into the living room of his house. She’d never felt at ease when they were at his house; his girlfriend walked around there. “We can’t go on like this, how much I love you, it’s got to stop.” The girl’s eyes looked in his, her hands trembled and she felt her eyes well up. “Don’t cry, Mandy.” He said and removed a tear from her cheek onto his thumb. “You know I love you, but I belong to Kara. The whole world thinks I belong to Kara. She needs me.” “And I don’t need you, you don’t think?” The girl asked, the tears flooding down her cheeks. “You’re big girl, if you can keep a secret like this from the world, you can take care of yourself.” He said, trying hopelessly to reassure her. He cupped her face in his hands. “You don’t need me.” She closed her eyes tight, the tears still escaping from out of the corners, leaving black streaks down her cheeks. “We can’t see each other anymore. I’m sorry. How hard it is for me to say, but we’re over.” He let go of her face and let his arms hang numb alongside his body.
‘But I guess even I got out of his control and he had to let go of me eventually.’ ‘How did you feel when he told you, you were through?’ ‘What do you think? I was devastated. I was hurt because he’d picked Kara over me, while he was searching for company and love with me.’ ‘How do can you be so sure he wanted to be loved by someone, in particular, you?’ ‘We never really talked about his relationship with Kara, but when we did, I could tell she didn’t love him. He was just part of her life, like he’d always been. And he happened to be her boyfriend. A very rich boyfriend.’ ‘Are you trying to say that Kara only went out with him because of the money?’ ‘No, what I’m saying is, is that Kara only saw the James she wanted to see; the boy who had contacts in the business.’ ‘Do you think James ever saw that?’ ‘Saw what?’ ‘That she used him?’ ‘No. He saw sense at one point, though.’
“I broke up with her. Just so you know.” He whispered down the phone line. “I know I hurt you, Mandy.” There was an awkward silence. “I need you. I want you back…” He said softly. “Come back to me, please.” No one said anything for a minute. “Say something.” He took a deep breath. “Anything. Call me a cunt for all I care.” “Cunt.” Went a girl’s voice, followed by a short giggle. “How fast can you get your ass over here?” She asked, desperately wanting him back in her loving arms again. “Fifteen minutes. Tops.” He replied.
‘What, do you think, made him realize that he needed you so badly?’ ‘I was there for him everytime something was up. I gave him the cuddle, the hug, the kiss that he needed.’ ‘The sex?’ ‘That’s what it was all about at first. The sex turned into making love, and the making love turned into a relationship that wasn’t allowed to exist.’ ‘You never got back together properly, though?’ ‘No.’ ‘How come?’ ‘Things were over, the passion was gone. I couldn’t confide in him as much as I used to anymore. The flame was extinguished.’ ‘That’s a rather sad story, I must say.’ ‘I agree.’ ‘Do you still have contact with him?’ ‘No. I told him not to call me ever again, erase me from his brain, his memory, his everything. That I was out of his life. Forever.’ ‘Well, I thank you for this interview, Mandy. I wish you the very best of luck with whatever you’re going to do.’ ‘Thank you, Kathy.’
The girl walked out of the building, taking the hand of the boy she loved. His eyes were hidden under dark shades, his hair secret under a green cap. He was dressed casually; long, normal length jeans, a black hoody and normal trainers. Just so he wouldn’t get recognized by anyone. “How did it go?” He asked. “Quite okay, she asked me all kinds of stupid questions and I thought it was never going to end, but it went fine.” The girl smiled his way and received a small kiss on her cheek. “Good,” He said and seemed to think. “I’m glad you did it.” Again a short pause. “Let’s just keep it a secret from now on.”
Fin
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Post by Bitch*Goddess on Jun 21, 2004 13:36:43 GMT -5
yay!
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Post by Kolakube on Jun 22, 2004 10:42:26 GMT -5
Who was the boy? ? WHO WAS THE GODDAMN BOY!!!!! goddamn is now my new overused word. Oh, It was good by the way!!!!
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Post by the_admin on Jun 22, 2004 15:58:08 GMT -5
WHO DO YOU THINK WAS THE GODDAMN BOY?! He didn't say to keep it a secret from now on for NUTTIN! JAMES DURR! James. Bourne. Busted. King of THE Hairyness, as Menna would say. JB. Jimmy. Jimmy Jaffa. Surfer Dude.
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Post by Minz on Jun 30, 2004 13:04:01 GMT -5
Troll ;D
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Post by the_admin on Jun 30, 2004 14:02:49 GMT -5
!!!!!! That is not in my list of describing James!!! ! Funny, though. Lmao. ! That reminds me! My mate said that he sounded like a right geek, and she asked me if he looked like that and I was like, 'NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOO!'. Hehe, go me ;D. Oh, and she was proud of Charlie going really high in Hark! because his voice is normally low, y'know. Erm, yeah. Pointless information. ANYWAY!
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Post by ilovejamessomuch on Nov 12, 2004 13:41:04 GMT -5
it was great!!
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Post by chaslee7 on Dec 27, 2004 0:05:41 GMT -5
cool...
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