Lol, let's make like a rock and roll.

 

That's good. That's really good. :P

 

Haha. Ya think?

it's so good!! :cheesy:!!

 

keep up the great work!!!

 

:blush:

Lol thanks.

GAAAAARARARRARARRRR

 

GUYS, It's so hard to catch up with you.! :stunned: I just was looking a flim and your speed is amazing. :o

 

Before I can say anything I have to read the last 5 pages with some new chapters and new stories. :anxious:

I know, right? It moves so fast...:surprised:

 

EverybodyLies (Brittany, right?), your story is so good! :bomb:

I know, right? It moves so fast...:surprised:

 

EverybodyLies (Brittany, right?), your story is so good! :bomb:

 

Lol thanks

Yeah Its Brittany

Your stories are BETTER! :D

going to begin chapter 3 of canyon now. i'll try my best to finish it, cause the idea is fresh in my mind. :D!

YAY!!! I LOVE CANYON!

i'm glad!!! :smug::heart:!!!

:doezy: was JUST able to catch up with all these fanfics...great job everybody! :D:D:D

hey chris i say ink LOOVE IT !! X

:D:Dyaaaaay for canyon!!!!!!!!!!:dance:

chapter one and two of my story(most of you have already read it:lol:

 

LOVE AND DRINKS

CH,1

 

Guy's PoV

Chris walked into my room and closed the door behind him ,I saw his eyes stray to my huge inviting couch.He walked up to me and barely inches from my face said"Hey!"

"Hey"I replied uncomfortably.I walked to my fridge and got 2 beers, I swiftly opened them and handed one to Chris.

"So what's this new song you wanted to show me ,and why am I the last to know about it?"I asked,pouting.

"Ummm actually there is no song"He murmured.

"So um did you come here to hang out or something?"I asked hopefully and took a huge gulp of the beer.

"I came here for something else,something more pleasurable"Chris whispered seductively

"Hey!!Are you saying that hanging out with me is not 'pleasurable',??Guy scoffed"I always thought it was very pleasurable to hang out with me!!.

Chris chuckled and took a step closer to me.Suprisingly,I did not step back but stepped forward.I started to argue with myself.

'Why are you getting so close to Chris??

'If you haven't heard me think this before, He's G-O-R-G-E-O-U-S'

'Oh so PrettyBoy's in love with his best GUY friend eh?'

'Well..no..He loves me back'(yea you tell him Guy!!!)Amy putting in herown thoughts

'OK,so what are you gonna do now PrettyBoy,just stand there like Gwenyth Paltrow's naked in your room?'

I snapped back to reality and found Chris' face still barely inches away from mine.Before I knew it, Chris pushed himself against me and was kissing me all over.He brushed his lips over my neck and up my jawline,I shuddered and then moaned.

"Chris..."I whispered,I wrapped my hands around his waist and my hands traveled under his shirt and up his back I started to massage his back.

"Shhh"He said and his lips landed on mine.The kiss was what I always imagined it to be ,passionate and loving,his lips were so soft and delicious.I parted my mouth and let him enter,his tounge,exploring the inside of my mouth was warm and wet.He pulled me to my huge couch and laid me down.

"I always dreamt of this Guy,this moment here with you"He said.

I gave him my killersmile and glanced down at his body,'oh what a beautiful body'I thought.He quickly started to take off his blue shirt,then he un-buttoned his black trousers and pulled them off along with his black boxer shirts.I followed suit and stripped my self of my clothes.After taking a second to admire each others bodies ,I spread out on the couch so he had no other choice than to lay on top of me.He settled himself in between my inner thighs,we moaned deeply.He then led a trail of kisses down my chest and past my clenched stomach muscles.I moaned again when he started to thrust into me.

"Oh Chris I want you so much"I said in between moans.

"I want you in me"He whispered

Still thrusting, I arched my back in pleasure,he kissed me again..I rubbed my hands all over him,over his chest,his back and between his legs.He continued to thrust himself into me and I was enjoying this very much ,Chris was lustpure lust.

I suddenly woke up ,I had that dream again...Me and Chris...I had to stop this ...I glanced at the clock and it read 10:42.I sighed ,this was all his fault,that man was just too good for me.It started about 5 weeks ago when I had those pleasurable dreams..I had to get my mind off this

NPoV

 

Guy yawned and got up from his large comfy red bed.He made his bed,straightened up the bass case next to the bed and picked up the socks that missed the hamper.He laughed out loud,he always such a neat freak!After that he went straight to the bathroom and washed up ,he threw on his skinny jeans ,put on a white shirt and then his favorite black vest.He was about to call Chris when the phone rang,it was Chris how ironic!

"Good morning ChrissyBoy"He said.

"Good morning Guy"Chris laughed.

"Hey are we still on for that celebration for finishing our European Tour??"Guy asked him.

"Oh yes but I asked the guys if we could change the location to a bar called "The Frozen Mug,and they were fine with it"He said.

"I LOVE THAT PLACE!!!It has the best drinks around town!!"Guy screamed.

"Yea I thought you would like it"Chris replied smugly.

"I love you Chris,"Guy quickly changed it to"Um,I mean,Thanks for uh changing the location."

"Haha,no problem Guy"He said.

Guy stated"HeyI have to go and grab a bite to eat,seeya tonight"and hung up.

Chris put his mobile down "I love you too Guy...very bloody much and tonight you'll finally know that "Chris whispered

LOVE AND DRINKS ch2(its kind of short sorry;(

Later that night Guy was getting ready for the 'party'.He tried his best to find something to wear but gave up soon and decided to wear what he was already wearing.He had already phoned Jonny and Will and they were leaving for the bar now and he too would soon be leaving.He grabbed his wallet,car keys and obviously his camera,he breathed out a deep sigh.

This would be the night he confessed his love to Chris but he was having second thoughts.

'What if he thinks im a crazy lunatic?'

'Yeah like that'll ever happen PrettyBoy'

'Or worse what if he doesn't love me back?'

Guy never wanted to think that,his heart hurt everytime he did.Hopefully Chris WOULD love him back and they would make sweet love like in his dreams.He wanted Chris from the moment he saw him at Uni at UCL and now about 11 years later he still did.He locked the door and closed it behind him. Looking up at the sky he took a second to admire the stars.

He thought'look at the stars,Chris,look how they shine for Us'

Guy finally arrived at 'The Forzen Mug'and he parked right outside the door just in case he got a little too drunk tonight.

Guy's PoV

"Hey look he's here!!"I heard Will yelling my name from the inside of the small building.I laughed and walked inside'This place hadn't changed a bit' I thought'Still the same shabby old building on the outside with that warm comfortable feeling on the inside.

"Hey Guy!!!"Will said while squeezing me in a bone-crushing hug.Jonny did the same thought his 'hug' was a quick soft one.Then Chris came up to me and gave me a long hug,I loved the tingly feeling I got everytime he touched me.

"Hey man"Chris flashed me his big grin.

"Hey Chris"I gave him my killer-smile.

"Ready for the party?"He asked

"Definetly"I replied and thought'I'm also ready to make love to you gorgeous'.He put his arm around me and ushered me to a barstool.I got that tingly feeling again

 

still loving it amy sooo good ! x

:stunned::wink3:

 

love it!

:lol:you guys and your pervyness:lol:thanks though:hug:

 

hmm:thinking:be right back,i'll post my Guy love story:freak:

 

 

 

:escaping:

caitlyn/laura:lol:

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!

 

:lol: for a second i was confused, and then i remembered that i'm caitlyn today! :laugh3:

yaaaaay :D xx cant wait

L I B E R A T I O N[/color][/size][/font]

CHAPTER 7

I think this is my favorite chapter.

 

 

I paused, watching him carefully count out two pills. “You’re welcome.”

 

great Kyra. Where's the epilogue?

but I don't like it that the story finishes now. :\

Well, I guess I must have some kind of Chris Martin's self-deprecating side (well, we're both Pisces:)) but anyway, I am more pleased with this one for the simple fact that I could be more descriptive and there's no dialogue (sorry!). Next chapter I'll add some of it though. I think this is approaching the end but there's no plan, so...

 

Enough of the rambling:embarassed:

 

I Will Try To Fix You

 

Chapter 5

 

 

 

 

He missed playing his bass with his bandmates for thousands of people who expected and deserved so much. It was their fans that kept them alive and hungry for more; they were the ones that made them thrive for innovation, for magnificence. Ultimately they were responsible for their privileged, fortunate lives.

 

But for him, they didn’t fill the void in his life that made him this miserable. He was fighting to get better and he couldn’t be more grateful for Chris, Jonny, Will and Phil. They were with him every step of the way. They realized that he needed some time to heal and sometimes priorities had to be set, in order to avoid the complete mess and confusion that invaded the bassist’s life for quite some time. But time was passing by and things were falling into the right places. The tour was ending and they had some time off before going back on the road.

 

 

Right now, he was in London. The summer breeze quietly wandered through the trees that he was passing by. He was running. Not training or anything. Just simply enjoying the freedom that it provided him. Every now and then, he closed his eyes and breathed in profoundly, the fresh air clearing all his thoughts. It was an extremely soothing feeling.

 

He was here for the first time since he talked to his ex-wife about their little girl. She was firm about living here with her daughter and not travelling to wherever it was that he had to be for the shows. As Guy had suspected, the soon-to-be husband was one of the reasons.

 

Apparently, his desire was to adopt Nico as his own daughter. That made Guy as angry as he had never been before. He felt his blood boil underneath his smooth skin, going straight to his brain. Who did the man think he was? Angelina Jolie?! He didn’t let it go though. He gave both Joanna and her fiancé a piece of his mind. It felt good. And he didn’t regret a single word, mainly because he said what was bottled up for a long time. And because now he was going to have a home for him and his little girl.

 

That’s right. He was moving to a new house and his daughter was going to live with him. He and Joanna came up with a system that would give them equal time with the little one without affecting the sanity and well-being of anyone involved. They were still on good terms but their friendship was shaken up by the whole situation. He tried to make her see that he was the father and he put Nico above anything else. Unfortunately, she still saw him as a fourteen year old boy with responsibility issues.

 

He felt he was on the right track now. He was hurting but he wasn’t hurt anymore. It was a daily effort to improve; he had his friend’s support so it was definitely easier. He never thought he would go to a therapist but he did and the outcome was positive in his opinion. He didn’t really open up at first but then one day he just talked and talked for two hours straight barely taking a breath. It was the beginning of a new chapter in his life and he only hoped for better times.

 

Times that brought him something or someone to fulfil the emptiness that pervaded his single life. And the strange thing was: he didn’t want just casual dates anymore. Ever since his divorce his love life was like a carousel ride with a new passenger every single day. But now he missed the commitment, the promise of eternal love, the happiness and even the work that a relationship required.

 

God, I sounded like a woman now! Damn Chris, he’s rubbing off on me... But at the same time he was longing for that indescribable feeling of being in love.

 

Sitting down on a park bench, he rested peacefully, listening to the sounds of birds along with a distant sound of bells. The sky was clear and the sun shone brightly through the branches of the old, tall trees that granted him a much needed sense of refreshment.

 

He stayed there for minutes enjoying the calmness that this place offered him. Since it was so early, there were few people in this area and the solitude was exactly what he needed at this time of the day.

 

Suddenly, he heard a bicycle approaching and slowly blinked his eyes to focus on the person that was passing by. In retrospect, it had to be the most clichéd moment of his life.

 

The long, wavy hair blowing in the wind; the beautiful green eyes that looked straight ahead; the slender figure of a woman. Everything was too much for him to bear. That was the moment he felt a strong, increasing pounding in his heart, his breath catching in his throat.

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She's not a woman I have thought in particular, but she will be a part of Guy's life, of course. I will give more information in the next chapter on this mystery woman.

 

 

:stunned: WHAT WOMAN? :dance: wanna know who she is! awesome Ju!

Okay, here we go. A little break from the other story.

Penne Puttanesca

 

 

 

“Fucking hell, man, you’re not trying to give us an ulcer!” I snapped. The sourness of his salad dressing made my eyelids flutter and my throat tighten. “Put more oil in that. A lot more oil.”

 

Chris put the bowl down hard, making dressing slop over the sides. “I can’t do this, Will!”

 

“Of course you can.”

 

“You keep telling me I’m doin’ it wrong.”

 

“Well, you are.” I said, plucking the salt out of his hands. I took a pinch and put it over the mixture of lemon juice and olive oil. Then I grabbed the dried basil off the counter and handed it to him. “Put some in.” I demanded, grinning slightly.

 

He stared at me angrily for a moment, then finally took the herbs and sprinkled some into the bowl. I shoved his hand away a bit early, just to make sure he didn’t overdo it. I peered into the bowl and nodded. “Stir?” he asked tentatively.

 

“If you want.”

 

“Well, should I?”

 

“Fine, stir!” He bit his lip and set to work on the dressing, sweat dotting his brow. I felt sort of bad for him; Chris was no natural chef. He probably had to be one of the worst I’d ever seen. He could barely prepare the macaroni and cheese that came in a bloody box.

 

Teaching him how to make salad dressing was turning out to be a harder endeavor than I’d imagined, but I wasn’t about to back down from the challenge. “There.” he said proudly, handing me the mixture. I inspected it, and then dipped a clean finger in to taste it. Surprisingly, it wasn’t half bad.

 

“Nice, Chris. It’s good.” I assured him, smiling. Chris practically beamed with happiness.

 

“It’s good?”

 

“Yes.” I said, rolling my eyes. I hesitated slightly before handing him the wooden spoon I’d been using to stir the pasta. He held it as if it were an animal about to bite him.

 

“Ah, Will...?”

 

“Mm?”

 

“Take it back.” he plead, holding the spoon out to me. I nudged his hand away, shaking my head. “Will.”

 

“Chris.”

 

“I can’t do it!”

 

“Nonsense.” I knew I was taking a risk, but I wanted Chris to learn how to cook. “I’m gonna take a quick shower, okay? Just stir the pasta occasionally and taste it to see when it’s ready. You know what it’s supposed to feel like. When it’s done, turn off the stove.” I gestured to the draining pot in the sink. “Put it in there, get the water out, then put it back into the pot. Understand?”

 

He nodded slowly. “Then jump out a third story window.”

 

“Very good. I’ll be right back.” I laughed, giving him a pat on the shoulder. He was so terrified he was nearly shaking. “Relax, mate, you’ll do fine.”

 

He merely shrugged and turned to stare at the pot, perhaps hoping it would disappear.

 

The moment I finished bathing, I rushed out of the shower, dried myself, and pulled on fresh clothes as quickly as I could. I was beginning to regret leaving Martin alone with the pasta, which was the only food we had. I rushed downstairs as I finished struggling into my shirt. Chris was waiting for me at the bottom, and I nearly ran into him. “Christ!” I groaned, leaning back. “Watch it.”

 

“You’re gonna hate me.” he muttered.

 

“Why?” I asked cautiously.

 

He took me by the sleeve and led me into the kitchen. He speared a pierce of penne with a fork and handed it to me. I ate it, chewing slowly. Oh, god. It was far too moist and soft. I grimaced slightly, about to rebuke him for being dense enough to let it go for so long. Then I sighed, immediately deciding against it. He was trying hard enough; it wasn’t his fault he had no idea how to handle food. Besides, he knew he’d done it wrong, and looked deeply apologetic for it. “Sorry.” he muttered.

 

“It’s okay.” I assured. “You just let it go a little too long.” I put the fork in the sink and leaned against the counter, wondering what we should do. At least we had a salad.

 

“I’m really sorry...”

 

“You’ll do better next time.” I reassured, trying to remember the number for the nearest pizza place. Chris leaned forward and handed me a slip of paper. It was the number I’d been thinking of. “Thanks.” I said, grinning despite myself.

 

“You’re welcome.” he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck self-consciously. I decided in that moment that tomorrow we would try cooking again. I was determined to teach him, even if it landed me in a gastrointestinal nightmare. But for now, all I wanted to do was share dinner with my friend and enjoy the time we had. It didn’t matter if the dinner was home cooked or not.

 

But one day, I would teach him.

 

I would.

 

and again Kyra, wonderful :wacky:

how Will tries to teach Chris. :laugh4: and then he just failed. :D

Some Kind of Ghost[/color] I dont know why I am calling it that but....W/e I like the song lol

 

 

Chapter 1

Guy’s PoV

 

I woke with a start. I sat up gasping for breath and I could feel cold sweat run down my neck. Oh no, not again! I thought. I fall back on my pillow with a groan, and roll onto my side. Damn these dreams, why does this keep happening? I thought I was over this, over him! I felt like crying, in a way. The dreams weren’t sad, far from it, but the way the dreams made me feel, complete, happy and wanted. That made me sad. Because I knew the feelings that I had for Chris would never be returned.

All I wanted was sleep, and dreams free from Chris. I worked very hard to keep my feelings for him a secret, and I kept them buried deep down inside me for a very long time. I honestly do not remember when feelings for Chris emerged. I just remember that one day he grabbed my face and kissed me on the forehead, like he does with Jonny and Will and my heart thumped hard in my chest and I wished he would never let go. I now try to shy away from his touch, but sometimes I catch myself smiling or laughing when he invades my space. I watch the way it is when he hugs and kisses Jonny and sometimes Will and my heart aches with jealousy. It seems so easy, effortless. There are no signs of a struggle to hide emotions. Just my band mates joking and laughing. Happy. I lay there pitying myself when I am startled by my phone ringing. I check the caller ID: Chris. Great, just what I need. I thought. I answered.

“Hello?” I said, my voice heavy with lack of sleep.

“Guy? Where are you? Get the fuck down here, we need to set up and practice for tonight.”

“Yeah, yeah. Okay I am coming! Shit.” My voice cracked at the last word.

Chris chuckled. “Hurry.” He said and hung up. I set down my phone and quickly got dressed. I paused confused. Shit, I don’t remember where I am supposed to meet them. God Dammit.

SOME KIND OF GHOST[/color][/b]

 

 

Chapter 2

 

Chris’s PoV

 

“I just got off the phone with Guy, he’s coming. Did ya talk to Jon?” I said looking up at Will.

 

“Yeah, he is on the way. The lazy fuck wasn’t even awake when I called.” Will rolled his eyes and laughed.

 

“Neither was Guy. Do you think something is wrong with him? He is never late.” I said a little worried. I started to fidget and I was getting impatient.

 

“ I am sure he is fine. Will you stop that?!” Will walked over to me and grabbed the drumstick I was banging against a speaker. “You need to calm yourself. When you are this hyper you usually end up hurting yourself or someone else.” He gestured to my eyebrow, which was still slightly swollen. I smiled and punched him lightly on the shoulder.

 

“When have I hurt anyone else?”

 

“You haven’t yet, But that doesn’t mean you won’t.” He smiled and punched me back, I winced. It was harder than I punched.

 

“Hey guys.” Guy was walking toward us, he looked dead on his feet.

 

“Jesus Guy, you look like hell.” I said walking up to him. He backed away slightly. Maybe I am too hyper.

 

He yawned. “Thanks. Am I the last to arrive?”

 

“Nope, still waiting on Jonny-boy. But he is always late.” Guy sat down, and I sat beside him and put my hand on his shoulder. “You okay?”

 

He looked at my hand then at me “Yeah, I am fine, just tired” He plastered a huge Guy-like grin on his face. It seemed like he was trying too hard to convince me. I was about to say something else when I was interrupted.

 

“You guys done with this love-fest? Jonny is here.” I stuck my tongue out at Will, but out of the corner of my eye I saw Guy blush. I got up to welcome Jonny.

 

“Finally Jon. Are you ready to get to work?”

 

“Yep. Lets’ make like a rock and roll.” Jonny said smiling. All four of us laughed. Making Jonny grin wider.

 

“Great Jonny-boy.” I put my arm around his shoulders and walked toward the stage. I glanced at Guy. He was no longer smiling.

I don’t know why I made jonny say that rock thing lol :rolleyes:

Brittany, I also like your story. I especially like it that Jonny and Guy are late riser, 'cause I'm one myself. :D

Juliana your story is really great. it's magnetic! :wacky:

 

@coldplayisawesome

thanks, but I've got to admit, that I didn't read your story yet.

Can you say roughly on which page you posted the first part of How Infinite is Space??

 

that's ok, there's a lot of fanfics on here to read and sometimes i'll even skip over some and then read them later.

here are all the parts :):

part 1 and 2

part 3

part 4

part 5

part 6

part 7

part 8

part 9

part 10

hey Brooke! any more of how infinite is space for us? :dance:

ok well this is my cheesy story:cheesy::lol:I kind off rushed it:shame:well here goes nothing;)

 

"Careful Where You Run"Chapter 1

Yeah,I've dated alot of guys in the past and I really liked them but they never actually loved me.They would stay in my life for maybe a month or two and then move on to dating my friend or cheat on me.I guess you would say all guys are the same;annoying,cheating,little monkeys that didn't give two shits about anyone but themselves!!!I sighed and pulled my long black hair in a ponytail,I grabbed my headphones and walked out the door.I was going for my daily walk.

"Hmm lets see,what song should I play first,"I laughed"ooh how about Talk by Coldplay"

I walked down the road,while humming Talk, and a took a left on 42nd street, breathing in the fresh London air.I started to jog and could feel the wind rushing at my face,I was beginning to get real sweaty.I shuffled through my Mp3 player ,not paying attention to what I was doing,I suddenly looked up and got a face full of someones sweaty shirt.I fell down and hit my head on the pavement,I felt a male body on top of me.

"Ow!"I murmured,not caring about the man on top of me.

"Are you ok?!"A sexy Scottish voice asked.I knew that voice from somehwere,I've listened to that voice many times during interviews,I loved to hear that voice sing and moan in my more than pervy dreams with him.

"GUY BERRYMAN???"I yelled louder than I should have and my head started to hurt causing me to clutch at my head

"Yes,yes I am,and you are?"That seductive voice laughed and then suddenly stopped.He put a hand on my head and started feeling around.I couldn't take this ,I wanted to scream from the pain and the fact that Guy Fucking Berryman of Cold fucking Play is fucking touching me:D.The next thing I knew I awoke in an unfamiliar room,a rather nice looking room at that,I began to sit up when a hand gently pushed me down.

"Hey"He said softly "you should try not to sit up oh and drink this"He handed me a glass of water and I gulped it down.

"Thanks"I whispered"Hey um may I know what happened"I asked ,clearly not realizing that I was in Guy Fucking Berryman's house.

"Sure,you were looking down at your Mp3 player,while jogging,and ran staright into me,you yelled my name very loudly and then you fainted"He laughed.

I laughed too and smiled."Oh"I said"I'm really sorry about that"I looked up into those gorgeous brown eyes and sighed.

"Something wrong?"he asked"anything I can get you and what's your name??"

"Amy!! no thank you though,I just really wanted to thank you for helping me and--"I was cut off my him putting a finger to my lips."Shh"he whispered"Just relax and lay down"In the midst of our well my confusion I realized that I sat up,and my head was pounding again.

I sighed again and thought'wow how lucky am I ,I run into Guy Berryman and end up in his house,thank you karma;)'

Guy put his hand on mine and said"I made us some dinner,I hope you like Chicken Stir-Fry and rice"

"oh wow Guy thank you!!I love Chicken Stir-Fry and rice!!"I told him

"Good"He laughed.He pulled the coffee table closer to me and placed the bowl on it.He stuck a fork in the and said "say ahh".

"Its okay,I'm well enough to feed myself"I blushed.

"Nonsense,now say "ahh."He repeated

I laughed and kept my mouth open"Ahhh"he placed the rice and chicken stir fry in my mouth.

I chewed slowly and said"Wow this is great, your such a great cook."The chicken was perfectly cooked and the rice was not over or underdone.

"Thank you"He winked"I don't cook all that well you know.........."

 

:whistle:

OMG i love that

Amy its amazing u have to write more

guy is such a gentlemen xx

i love it amy!!!!!!!! can't wait for more!