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||The OFFICIAL Coldplay FanFic Thread 1||

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CHRISTINA I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Defined.

CHAPTER 1.

 

 

 

"Wider!" Jonny screamed excitedly.

 

Chris put two fingers in his mouth, pulling his lips as far apart as possible. "I can’t go further than that!" he mumbled. "Just do it!"

 

Jon carefully threw the Cheeto in Chris’s direction. Being so light, it did the same thing it did the last six hundred times they played this game; it flew in the opposite direction of Chris’s face. Chris, already on the two back legs of his chair, reached his mouth out to try to catch the Cheeto, and ended up falling onto the hard kitchen tile.

 

"Hah!" Jon laughed hysterically. "I win!"

 

"Again!" Chris cried from the floor.

 

Before they could continue with their vigorous games, Guy walked in the door, hand in hand with his longtime girlfriend Elizabeth. Liz smiled at the two of them while Guy stared blankly and Chris, who was still face down on the tile. He looked up at Jon. "Do I want to know?"

 

"No." Jon tried to subtly pull the Cheeto bag off the table. "What’s up?"

 

Guy helped Chris up off the ground, scraped a stray Cheeto off of one of the chairs and sat down. Elizabeth was still quiet behind him. She never said much to Guy’s friends, no matter how close they were. The first two weeks they were dating, Chris could’ve sworn she was a mute.

 

"So," Guy squeezed Elizabeth’s hand. "we have something to tell and ask you two."

 

Chris and Jon exchanged looks.

 

"We, um," Guy blushed a little. "Elizabeth and I are getting married."

 

"Oh wow!" Jon smiled brightly, standing up to give his mate a hug.

 

Chris followed his move. "That’s so great! Congratulations, man!"

 

"That’s not all the great news!" Guy said happily. "Well, since Will is away for

the next three months, we want you two to write our wedding song."

 

Jon and Chris’s faces were blank. They were trying to figure out if he was serious or this was all some really sick joke.

 

There was silence in the room for a minute.

 

"Wow," Chris coughed. "um, really?"

 

Jon stayed silent.

 

Guy nodded intensely. "I know it’s a hard thing to do, but, you two being best friends and all, you should be able to write a love song together, right?"

 

The two looked at the floor.

 

"Great talk!" Guy said, standing up. "Please let me know by tomorrow if I have to get someone else."

 

And with that, the couple walked out of the room.

 

Chris sat down on his chair, staring blankly at the table. "Shit." he mumbled.

 

"Double shit."

 

"Triple shit!" Chris smiled.

 

Jonny hesitated. "Ahh, you win."

 

Chris giggled. "So, are we going to do it?"

 

"Dunno."

 

"Should we?"

 

"We should." Jon replied.

 

"That would make us good friends?"

 

"It would make us good friends."

 

A few more seconds of silence.

 

"So, I guess we’re doing it." Jon smiled.

 

"I guess so."

 

They stared at each other, and before Jon could make another comment, Chris snatched the Cheetos out of his hand. "Your turn!" He beamed.

 

 

Will had gotten the news while sitting quietly inside his hotel room that Guy asked Jon and Chris to write his wedding song. He was hurt by the news, knowing that he couldn’t contribute because of his long family vacation he was taking with his wife and kids in Greece. It was something he couldn’t understand at first.

 

"Jon and Chris?" he whined through the phone.

 

Guy sighed. "I’m really sorry, man. Of course you know that if you were here, I would’ve asked you first. You’re the best writer out of all of us." he tried to chuckle at his own joke.

Will pulled at his shirt, watching his kids dance around on the beach outside their room.

"Well. Um. This sounds childish but, do I get anything they don’t?"

 

"I was hoping you’d ask that." Guy said. "Go down to the hotel lobby."

 

"What?"

 

"Just do it."

 

Will followed his command, and left his wife and children out on the beach, wondering why he was wandering around the hotel on his cell phone. He went down to the fancy front lobby. "Okay, I’m here." Will started to look for something, someone, or even Guy.

 

"Ask the front teller if you have any mail."

 

He walked up to a tall, tan man with salt and pepper hair, and asked him. The man smiled, pulled a box out from underneath his desk. Will excitedly started to open it there, Guy waiting on the other line. There was blue tissue paper filling ninety percent of the large box. He finally pulled out a small, brown notebook that said "The BM Speech".

 

"William Champion, will you be my best man?"

 

 

 

 

Lemme know whatcha think. :anxious:.

 

 

 

 

 

I absolutely love it.

I have no idea where it is going and I like that.

Good job.

:surprised:

 

Defined.

CHAPTER 1.

 

 

 

"Wider!" Jonny screamed excitedly.

 

Chris put two fingers in his mouth, pulling his lips as far apart as possible. "I can’t go further than that!" he mumbled. "Just do it!"

 

Jon carefully threw the Cheeto in Chris’s direction. Being so light, it did the same thing it did the last six hundred times they played this game; it flew in the opposite direction of Chris’s face. Chris, already on the two back legs of his chair, reached his mouth out to try to catch the Cheeto, and ended up falling onto the hard kitchen tile.

 

"Hah!" Jon laughed hysterically. "I win!"

 

"Again!" Chris cried from the floor.

 

Before they could continue with their vigorous games, Guy walked in the door, hand in hand with his longtime girlfriend Elizabeth. Liz smiled at the two of them while Guy stared blankly and Chris, who was still face down on the tile. He looked up at Jon. "Do I want to know?"

 

"No." Jon tried to subtly pull the Cheeto bag off the table. "What’s up?"

 

Guy helped Chris up off the ground, scraped a stray Cheeto off of one of the chairs and sat down. Elizabeth was still quiet behind him. She never said much to Guy’s friends, no matter how close they were. The first two weeks they were dating, Chris could’ve sworn she was a mute.

 

"So," Guy squeezed Elizabeth’s hand. "we have something to tell and ask you two."

 

Chris and Jon exchanged looks.

 

"We, um," Guy blushed a little. "Elizabeth and I are getting married."

 

"Oh wow!" Jon smiled brightly, standing up to give his mate a hug.

 

Chris followed his move. "That’s so great! Congratulations, man!"

 

"That’s not all the great news!" Guy said happily. "Well, since Will is away for

the next three months, we want you two to write our wedding song."

 

Jon and Chris’s faces were blank. They were trying to figure out if he was serious or this was all some really sick joke.

 

There was silence in the room for a minute.

 

"Wow," Chris coughed. "um, really?"

 

Jon stayed silent.

 

Guy nodded intensely. "I know it’s a hard thing to do, but, you two being best friends and all, you should be able to write a love song together, right?"

 

The two looked at the floor.

 

"Great talk!" Guy said, standing up. "Please let me know by tomorrow if I have to get someone else."

 

And with that, the couple walked out of the room.

 

Chris sat down on his chair, staring blankly at the table. "Shit." he mumbled.

 

"Double shit."

 

"Triple shit!" Chris smiled.

 

Jonny hesitated. "Ahh, you win."

 

Chris giggled. "So, are we going to do it?"

 

"Dunno."

 

"Should we?"

 

"We should." Jon replied.

 

"That would make us good friends?"

 

"It would make us good friends."

 

A few more seconds of silence.

 

"So, I guess we’re doing it." Jon smiled.

 

"I guess so."

 

They stared at each other, and before Jon could make another comment, Chris snatched the Cheetos out of his hand. "Your turn!" He beamed.

 

 

Will had gotten the news while sitting quietly inside his hotel room that Guy asked Jon and Chris to write his wedding song. He was hurt by the news, knowing that he couldn’t contribute because of his long family vacation he was taking with his wife and kids in Greece. It was something he couldn’t understand at first.

 

"Jon and Chris?" he whined through the phone.

 

Guy sighed. "I’m really sorry, man. Of course you know that if you were here, I would’ve asked you first. You’re the best writer out of all of us." he tried to chuckle at his own joke.

Will pulled at his shirt, watching his kids dance around on the beach outside their room.

"Well. Um. This sounds childish but, do I get anything they don’t?"

 

"I was hoping you’d ask that." Guy said. "Go down to the hotel lobby."

 

"What?"

 

"Just do it."

 

Will followed his command, and left his wife and children out on the beach, wondering why he was wandering around the hotel on his cell phone. He went down to the fancy front lobby. "Okay, I’m here." Will started to look for something, someone, or even Guy.

 

"Ask the front teller if you have any mail."

 

He walked up to a tall, tan man with salt and pepper hair, and asked him. The man smiled, pulled a box out from underneath his desk. Will excitedly started to open it there, Guy waiting on the other line. There was blue tissue paper filling ninety percent of the large box. He finally pulled out a small, brown notebook that said "The BM Speech".

 

"William Champion, will you be my best man?"

 

 

 

 

Lemme know whatcha think. :anxious:.

 

:cheesy: i love it! especially the Cheetos thing. :lol:

 

Come on, Brooke...let's get going with that domestic abuse story! :whip:

 

whoa, kyra, cool your jets. :P

i'm working on it.

:wacko: yeah kyra "cool your jets!" i love that!! :lol:

Ok this might be long!

 

Chapter 4: The Hardest Part

 

Jonny wakes up suddenly and sits up in the sofa. He looks to his right where Will is standing in the doorway.

 

JONNY: Will! Oh my god! You nearly made me crap my pants! How long have you been standing there?

WILL: Not long. Just tell me one thing. What the fuck are you doing sleeping there right beside Chris.

JONNY: He’s really sick mate, he wanted me to stay here with him until the morning if he feels better.

WILL: Ok as long as it’s nothing more than that. Get up and get ready for practice and wake up Chris to see if he is any better. If he’s fine be at the bakery at 1:30.

JONNY: Yeah ok.

 

Will walks out and closes the door behind him. Jonny sits there with his head in his hands thinking to himself.

JONNY: At least I hope it was nothing more than that…

JONNY: Chris wake up come on man wake up.

CHRIS: Yeah, yeah what’s wrong?

JONNY: Nothing let me check your temperature.

JONNY: It’s gone down a lot. You still need to drink a lot of liquids though because it’s still a bit high. Are you feeling better yourself?

CHRIS: Yeah I really am. God I just remember that night now. How many drinks I drank. I’m never doing that again.

JONNY: Yeah you went a bit over the top.

CHRIS: Ha ha I know, I know. Next time will you please watch me?

JONNY: Yeah. Ok do you think you’d be ok to go practice?

CHRIS: Yeah I’d say so. Can I borrow some clothes? The ones I was wearing yesterday I kinda threw up all over them.

JONNY: Yeah that’s fine.

 

Chris gets up and leaves the room. Jonny calls him back.

 

JONNY: Chris wait come back I need to talk to you.

CHRIS: What’s wrong?

JONNY: About last night. Do you remember I kissed you?

CHRIS: Yeah. Why? Do you want me to do it now?

JONNY: Well see that’s the problem. Chris I didn’t tell you. Just before you woke up Will was here. He saw me and you right beside each other on the couch.

 

Chris walks over to where Jonny is sitting and puts an arm around him.

 

CHRIS: I think I get what you mean.

JONNY: See, I really really like you Chris. But do you get what I’m saying? I want to be with you but what about Guy, Will and Phil? Like it will be hard do you know what I mean? Like if we……

 

Chris took his hands and grabbed Jonny’s face and pressed it to his. Chris slid his tongue into Jonny’s mouth and soon, Jonny did the same back.

 

CHRIS: This will work I’m telling you we will talk to the guys.

JONNY: Ok. I hope so..

 

Jonny and Chris made there way to the bakery and met Will and Guy.

 

CHRIS: Where’s Phil?

GUY: He rang he told us to get started he’s stuck in traffic.

CHRIS: Ok. Amm can we talk to you two about something?

 

Will makes a quick glance at Jonny but already, Will knows what Chris is talking about.

 

WILL: Yeah go ahead.

CHRIS: I really don’t know how you will take this but.. Jonny and I love each other.

 

The whole room stayed frozen and there was complete silence. Will and Guy look at each other.

 

GUY: This obviously came really suddenly for us but..it wasn’t really a shock. I’m strangely ok with it.

WILL: Yeah I suppose. We still need to tell Phil though.

 

Phil walks in the door.

 

PHIL: Chris! I see your better!

CHRIS: Yeah I really am.

PHIL: That’s good. Ok lets get to work.

 

Chris tries to catch Jonny’s attention. He quietly whispers without Phil seeing. Guy and Will see everything.

CHRIS: Jonny..What are we supposed to say. It seemed easier telling the others.

JONNY: I know.

GUY: Oh my god you two are such drama queens..PHIL!

PHIL: Yeah?

GUY: Chris and Jonny are dating.

PHIL: I kind of guessed.

JONNY: That’s a relief.

PHIL: Do you think you guys could hide it from the spotlight? It mightn’t be easy and it probably won’t work but it’s worth a try.

CHRIS: We’ll try our best.

PHIL: Ok. We have really got to get to work. Its nearly 2:00 now and we have nothing done.

JONNY: Ok one minute I forgot to have breakfast. I’m going getting a banana in the kitchen.

JONNY: Darn! It’s bruised!

CHRIS: Mine isn’t. (pointing to his crotch)

JONNY: Chris don’t be a perv. Maybe later!

CHRIS: Ooo yay!

 

Chris starts getting hyper running around the room doing cartwheels and at one point starts doing tumbles. He jumps up on the couch and takes out a pack of jelly tots out of his pocket. He throws every little jelly into his mouth and all the sugar left at the end of the packet.

GUY: Someone’s feeling better!

PHIL: Jonny! You did not give Chris jelly tots!

JONNY: How does everyone know these things?

jknc- :bomb: HOLY FRICK!

 

emma- YOU DID NOT GIVE CHRIS JELLY TOTS!

Yeah...:wacky:

I'm just trying to finish up Mama and Side Effects before the big thread switch.

GUY NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! :bigcry:

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