:bigcry: i will never look at my friend rachel the same way again!! :bigcry:

 

just kidding. CHRIS GET HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :uhoh: this is like a soap opera *bounces excitedly in seat*

OH NO, I JUST LOOKED AT A PICTURE OF CHRIS (the one in my avi:wacky:)

and now i feel really bad. :bigcry:

 

why would anyone hurt such a beautiful man?

 

 

 

 

:bigcry::bigcry::bigcry::bigcry::bigcry::bigcry:

 

Hah thanks! My lies worked! :P Although I think you might've seen through them :P

 

Gonna read it right now.

ANGST. ANGSSSSSST. :wideeyed:

brooke- i mean really, who hurts a man whos that gorgeous? :rolleyes:

well, goodbye and goodnight everyone! :D

Uh...we do. :shrug: In fanfics, I mean.

stupid bitches, that's who. :veryangry:

and us. :P

 

we're actually pretty cruel.. :uhoh:

but at least (i think) we all feel bad about writing the horrible stuff.

^Hah. Isn't it weird how we love to read about these guys like suffering and what not even though we're supposed t obe their biggest fans or whatever.

 

Anyways, great chapter Brooke. :)

Oh my ...................

 

The thought of someone hurting that beautiful man..............

 

I want to kill her!!!!!!!!!!!!:angry::angry::angry:

Chapter 4[/size][/b]

 

Julie

 

 

"Damn, Guy, How do these things always happen to you?" Will asked.

"I don't know," Guy said.

"She was just so beautiful that I had to talk to her," he said.

"They are always beautiful," Chris said, "But you still don't learn."

"Not like her," Guy said, his face showing that faraway look, "She was different."

"They are all different," Will said, "until you meet them. Then they are all the same."

Guy stood up.

"Look, you guys don't know what you are talking about so why don't you shut the hell up," he said, forcefully.

He walked into the other room and they heard him begin to strum on the acoustic guitar.

Jonny, Chris and Will looked at each other.

"This sounds bad," Will said.

"Yeah," Chris agreed, "I don't like him being mixed up with this girl. He could really get hurt."

"But what if she really does mean something to him?" Jonny asked, "Shouldn't we try and help him find her?"

"And then what?" Will asked, "It's not like rescuing a kitten and taking it to a shelter."

"I know," Jonny said, "Couldn't we call the police or something?"

"It doesn't really matter anyway," Chris said, "We don't know anything about her or how to find her."

 

When Guy went home that night, Julie was sitting in the hall outside his apartment.

"Thank God," Guy said, and started to hug her once they were inside.

She stepped back.

"Don't touch me please."

"Why?" Guy asked, confused.

Then he realized why. He pulled her jacket off and raised her shirt.

She was covered with bruises and several nasty cuts.

"I'll kill him," Guy said, quietly.

"No," she said.

Guy picked up the phone.

"Who are you calling?" she asked.

"My friends....I want them to see this."

"I can't stay," she said, "He is waiting for me. He just sent me out to buy cigarettes."

"You are staying," he told her.

She looked at him with frightened eyes.

"I'm not trying to scare you," he said, "I didn't mean to be so forceful."

She nodded.

"Please, I am asking you to stay and let me and my friends help you."

"I have missed you so very much," she said, kissing him gently.

 

 

Chapter 5

 

Julie

 

There was a knock on the door.

"That will be my friends," Guy said, getting up to open the door.

But it wasn't his friends.

It was Julie's boyfriend.

"Andrew....." she said, standing up and backing away.

"I followed you....you little bitch," he said, walking into the room.

Guy grabbed his arm.

"Get out you little prick," he said.

Andrew stopped and looked Guy up and down.

"So you are the one she's screwing now, huh?"

"Shut up," Guy said.

"She's not worth it," Andrew said.

Guy hit him hard and knocked him back into the hallway.

"Guy....I told you....he's dangerous..." Julie said, beginning to cry.

He walked back to where she stood to comfort her.

Then he heard the click.

He knew what it was as soon as he heard it.

The safety catch being slipped off on a gun.

Guy looked up and saw Andrew pointing a gun at both of them.

"What are you doing,man?" Guy asked.

"I just want Julie," he said.

"No," Guy said, pushing her behind him, "She's not going anywhere with you."

The door was still open to the hallway and Guy saw Will sneaking up on Andrew.

He didn't move his gaze.

He just kept staring at Andrew.

"She belongs to me," Andrew was saying.

"She doesn't belong to anybody," Guy told him.

"But I love her," Andrew said.

Guy laughed, which seemed to enrage Andrew even more.

He was waving the gun wildly now.

Guy could see that Will was about to make his move.

"You don't even know what that means," Guy told him.

Just at that moment, Will tackled Andrew from behind, pinning both his arms down at his side.

They fell to the floor engaged in a wrestling match.

Guy, Jonny and Chris were trying to help Will pin Andrew down.

At that moment, the gun went off.

 

Yeah woop his ass Will!! :lol:

 

:bomb: :bomb: :bomb:

 

Oh the suspense!

 

Are you being sarcastic?:confused:

 

I hope it hits Chris.

 

:dozey: OK now I know you are :P

Chapter 6

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Julie

 

 

It all seemed to happen in slow motion.

Guy looked up and saw Julie fall.

He tried to get to her, but she was already on the floor.

The others had subdued Andrew and taken the gun away.

Chris was on his cell phone calling the police and the EMT's.

"It's not bad," she said, sitting up.

"Oh my God," Guy said.

She was holding her hand over the wound and blood was streaming from it.

"I'm fine," she said, "It isn't deep at all. Just a graze."

Guy sat in the floor and leaned her against him.

"The police will be here soon," Chris told him.

"Thank you," Guy said.

 

Guy was jogging through the park.

It was Sunday morning and he hated it.

Julie was sitting on the park bench waiting for him.

"It's a lovely day," she said.

"Indeed it is," he said, taking a deep drink of water from the bottle she handed him.

"Can we go down to the Farmer's Market?" she asked.

"Strawberries again?" he asked.

She smiled and nodded.

"Okay," he said, "If I can stop at that record store that I like."

She rolled her eyes.

"Oh, I guess so," she said.

"What about after that?" he asked, "Do you have any plans?"

"No," she said.

"How about we go get married," he said.

Her eyes flew open and she laughed at him.

"It's Sunday," she said, "We can't get married on Sunday. We have no license."

"Well, how about you just move in with me then?" he asked.

She looked down at her hands and then she looked back at him.

"Not yet," she said.

"I understand," he told her, smiling softly.

"Ask me again in a few months," she said, "After I have had time to sort some of this out."

He nodded.

"I will ask again, I promise," he told her.

"I believe you," she said, "And I will say yes."

 

 

The End

 

:bigcry: is it really the end of Guy and Julie?! :cry: But I liked those 2 together so much! :P

MORE MORE MORE MORE MOREMKAHGKDHSGJHDSJGH

Lol Liz, I wasn't really being sarcastic the first time. Maybe exaggerating a bit :P but that's all. I was curious to see who the bullet was gonna hit.

 

Then I hoped for Chris because I wanted to read about Chris. I'm addicted to the man. :P

^Hah. Isn't it weird how we love to read about these guys like suffering and what not even though we're supposed t obe their biggest fans or whatever.

 

Anyways, great chapter Brooke. :)

 

No one can explain the mystery of why fanfic authors seem to love putting their characters through so much misery. Seriously...in fanfics from other things as well...the main category one sees is 'angst'. I just accept and enjoy it.

 

 

 

Ok, that sounded evil.

the next one better be about a fourteen year old girl who has extreme issues because she is requesting a fanfic about herself :whip:

 

:lol:

 

How 'bout 12 year old girl??? :p

 

Im sorry but all this is terribly ILLEGAL! :wreck:

 

really 12?! Guy isnt a pedofile!!!

 

 

 

:lol:

here's a tiny little story for you, kiran. :)

 

Chris

 

 

 

My name is Chris Martin. I have an afro, it's true. I think it suits me, though, so I don't care what the people tweet! They can hashtag at Coldplay all they want, but I'm keeping my locks!... Unless, you know, Gwyneth tells me to get a haircut.

 

Or Jonny.

 

But neither of them have, yet, so I will continue bringing the 'hood wherever I go. In fact, I was thinking about picking up some bling today. Maybe go to a jewelry store and tell them, "Make me a grill!" I won't rob them, of course, because I'm too cool for that, and it's a silly thing to do. Rob a jewelry store and tell them to make you something that takes a while to make? I think not.

 

I'd rather rob an innocent old lady just walking down the street, because that's what true hardcore gangstas like me do. We have 'fros, and rob old ladies. I wouldn't do that either, though, because I don't need to. I have as much money as I do hair.

 

Well, I suppose I could start singing to you...

 

I-

 

Oh! Sounds like my tea is done. Never mind then, perhaps some other time. Toodle pip!

 

 

 

um... sometimes i'm crazy when i'm tired. :\

Lol that's brilliant. :D Especially in the white boy gangster voice I read it in in my head. :P

Lol Liz, I wasn't really being sarcastic the first time. Maybe exaggerating a bit :P but that's all. I was curious to see who the bullet was gonna hit.

 

Then I hoped for Chris because I wanted to read about Chris. I'm addicted to the man. :P

 

I see, I see Yes he is most addicting :bomb:

 

here's a tiny little story for you, kiran. :)

 

Chris

 

 

 

My name is Chris Martin. I have an afro, it's true. I think it suits me, though, so I don't care what the people tweet! They can hashtag at Coldplay all they want, but I'm keeping my locks!... Unless, you know, Gwyneth tells me to get a haircut.

 

Or Jonny.

 

But neither of them have, yet, so I will continue bringing the 'hood wherever I go. In fact, I was thinking about picking up some bling today. Maybe go to a jewelry store and tell them, "Make me a grill!" I won't rob them, of course, because I'm too cool for that, and it's a silly thing to do. Rob a jewelry store and tell them to make you something that takes a while to make? I think not.

 

I'd rather rob an innocent old lady just walking down the street, because that's what true hardcore gangstas like me do. We have 'fros, and rob old ladies. I wouldn't do that either, though, because I don't need to. I have as much money as I do hair.

 

Well, I suppose I could start singing to you...

 

I-

 

Oh! Sounds like my tea is done. Never mind then, perhaps some other time. Toodle pip!

 

 

 

um... sometimes i'm crazy when i'm tired. :\

 

:laugh3: DUDE I love Chris's long hair! I support those curls.......dont listen to those evil ppl who tell you to get it cut :shifty:

hahah brooke that storys funny :laugh3:

and amy told me there was a story in here that i had to read lol :rolleyes:

about guy or something aha

:rolleyes:yes!!

KYRA POST MORE OF SIDE EFFECTS :whip:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

:P sorry im rude

i'm SO behind on this thread!!!! :uhoh::bigcry:!!

Nicole here ya go:D

pt 1.http://www.coldplaying.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3268031&postcount=5955

pt2 http://www.coldplaying.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3268036&postcount=5956

pt3&4 http://www.coldplaying.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3268399&postcount=5997

pt5 http://www.coldplaying.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3268457&postcount=6004

pt6 http://www.coldplaying.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3269981&postcount=6029

pt7 http://www.coldplaying.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3270142&postcount=6046

pt8 http://www.coldplaying.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3270260&postcount=6055

pt9 http://www.coldplaying.com/forum/showpost.php?p=3270397&postcount=6064

haha okay amy im like almost done with them :sweatdrop:

lots of reading haha :smart:

here's a tiny little story for you, kiran. :)

 

Chris

 

 

 

My name is Chris Martin. I have an afro, it's true. I think it suits me, though, so I don't care what the people tweet! They can hashtag at Coldplay all they want, but I'm keeping my locks!... Unless, you know, Gwyneth tells me to get a haircut.

 

Or Jonny.

 

But neither of them have, yet, so I will continue bringing the 'hood wherever I go. In fact, I was thinking about picking up some bling today. Maybe go to a jewelry store and tell them, "Make me a grill!" I won't rob them, of course, because I'm too cool for that, and it's a silly thing to do. Rob a jewelry store and tell them to make you something that takes a while to make? I think not.

 

I'd rather rob an innocent old lady just walking down the street, because that's what true hardcore gangstas like me do. We have 'fros, and rob old ladies. I wouldn't do that either, though, because I don't need to. I have as much money as I do hair.

 

Well, I suppose I could start singing to you...

 

I-

 

Oh! Sounds like my tea is done. Never mind then, perhaps some other time. Toodle pip!

 

 

 

 

lol :laugh1:

 

No one can explain the mystery of why fanfic authors seem to love putting their characters through so much misery. Seriously...in fanfics from other things as well...the main category one sees is 'angst'. I just accept and enjoy it.

 

 

 

Ok, that sounded evil.

 

The most misery I've ever caused Chris go through is giving a way a cat he had for 3 days... :confused: :lol: