Haha, it is ace! :D, I am about to do my 5,000th post in the Christa and Simon thread :D

Off-topic much

Good news, friends! They DO have an internet connection at this tiny little inn! You know what that means...! Actually, this is my least favorite chapter. I think it's sort of choppy. The next two my favorite...:D

 

BTW this is a...6 chapter story.

 

Healing - Chapter 4

 

 

 

Thankfully, Chris didn’t try to limp off while I gathered my sleeping niece in my arms and carried her to the living room. I placed her on the couch next to Chris, who looked almost comfortable again. He tickled her belly with his fingertips as I pulled on a light sweatshirt, keeping an eye on both of them.

 

Chris seemed completely charmed by Julie, but I didn’t want to take my concentration off him for a moment, just in case he decided to make a run for it. Sure, he wouldn’t get too far, but I really didn’t want to have to chase him down.

 

“I’m not going to run away, man.” said Chris quietly, offering me a small smile. “How far do you think I’d get?”

 

I didn’t smile back, but I looked at the floor instead of at him. “Not too far.”

 

“Can you help me get up here?” asked Chris, reaching out to me. “It’s a little hard to move.” The vulnerability and trust pouring out of him rooted me to the floor. Why did this have to happen to him? Why Chris?

 

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I was shocked as we managed to reach the hospital with no one realizing who we were. Chris had pulled the hood of his jacket down to shadow his face, and no one really knew me at all. Along with staying inconspicuous, walking had actually been the easiest part of our trip to the hospital. Driving, on the other hand...it had been painful for both of us.

 

In the car, Chris had whimpered and gasped in pain at every bump in the road, or anything else that jarred his injuries. Julie, completely oblivious, sat in her little seat I had just acquired earlier, and had promptly fallen asleep the moment I started the car. I had been thankful for it, because it meant that Chris wouldn’t have to hide his pain as much. He still tried to, however, and every time I looked over at him, he was gripping the seat a little harder. His knuckles were completely white by the time we reached the hospital, and he looked as if he were about to be sick.

 

Now that we were actually in the parking lot, I didn’t move to get out of the car. Chris didn’t either, so I decided to take a breather and open both our windows. The surprisingly warm air that flooded into the car was a huge comfort. With it came the sounds of the city, somewhat loud, but calming at the same time. At least it was calming to Chris...most of his pain seemed to have melted away. I looked over at him. “Ready?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

-------------------

 

Unfortunately, his sense of calm from outside didn’t make it into the building.

 

Sitting in the ER, Chris was in a constant state of unease. He gripped the leg of his trousers and kneaded it, rocked himself back and forth, took his hand off his leg, then started biting his nails. I’d never even seen him bite his nails before.

 

When his knee began to bounce, I stopped ignoring it all. I shifted Julie to one arm and placed my free hand firmly on Chris’s leg, cutting off the bouncing. He looked up at me, a bit confused.

 

“Calm down.” I whispered.

 

“Sorry.” Chris muttered. “I’d get up and move around some, but it hurts.” It was the first time he really sounded bitter, and I was partially relieved. He was finally showing a normal human reaction. He then gave a low groan, squeezing his eyes shut. “I’m sorry, Will.”

 

“It doesn’t matter.” I paused, and then placed my hand on his shoulder. “Hey, look at me.” Chris continued to stare at his hands. “Chris.” I said firmly. He finally looked up. “It’s going to be okay, you know.”

 

His bright blue eyes fixated on my darker ones. “Okay.” he whispered.

 

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By the time Chris was being seen, Janine made it to the hospital and picked up Julie. I was relieved to be rid of that particular burden; it was one less thing to worry about. A few minutes later, I leaned back in my chair, listening intently to the sounds of the hospital. Someone tapped my shoulder, and my eyes opened to find Chris standing over me, his arms draped loosely over his stomach. He appeared all right at first glance, but as I looked him over carefully, I could see he was still on edge. He was trembling, and it was written all over his face that he wanted out.

 

“What’d they do?” I asked, sitting up.

 

“Wrapped my ribs, um...gave me some pain killers...and just sort of poked and prodded to make sure I didn’t have any internal bleeding or whatever.”

 

“Did you?”

 

“No, no...just a cracked rib. Plus the bruising. What did they tell you?” He was biting his lip again, something he didn’t usually do unless he was very uncomfortable.

 

“Not to leave you alone for the night.”

 

“Oh...can we go now?”

 

“I don’t know, can we?”

 

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m just waiting for you.”

 

“Well, then.” I said, picking myself up stiffly. “After you.”

 

Chris paused, looking around the waiting room. He frowned as he looked up at me. “Where’s Julie?”

 

“Janine picked her up,” I said, smiling. I was surprised that Chris had noticed her absence.

 

“Okay then. Time to, ah, drive.” I could tell he was dreading getting back in my car, and to be honest, so was I. As I walked out in front of him, I prayed the painkillers they gave Chris would kick in by then.

 

 

Aww! :cry:

 

The poor boy :hug:

 

You hath surpassed my story by a lot, I'm afraid :P. You - win! I - love - you. :hug:

AAAwwww :( Chris...

On a side-note, list updated and news about the list (sorry to break the flow of replies about your story Lestradins):

 

On a different note, I am considering adding an "author links" page, where the author can link to a page housing their homepage or another page they house their creations in. Feedback on the idea is appreciated in the Fanfiction thread~

 

Discuss.

Good news, friends! They DO have an internet connection at this tiny little inn! You know what that means...! Actually, this is my least favorite chapter. I think it's sort of choppy. The next two my favorite...:D

 

BTW this is a...6 chapter story.

 

Healing - Chapter 4

 

 

 

Thankfully, Chris didn’t try to limp off while I gathered my sleeping niece in my arms and carried her to the living room. I placed her on the couch next to Chris, who looked almost comfortable again. He tickled her belly with his fingertips as I pulled on a light sweatshirt, keeping an eye on both of them.

 

Chris seemed completely charmed by Julie, but I didn’t want to take my concentration off him for a moment, just in case he decided to make a run for it. Sure, he wouldn’t get too far, but I really didn’t want to have to chase him down.

 

“I’m not going to run away, man.” said Chris quietly, offering me a small smile. “How far do you think I’d get?”

 

I didn’t smile back, but I looked at the floor instead of at him. “Not too far.”

 

“Can you help me get up here?” asked Chris, reaching out to me. “It’s a little hard to move.” The vulnerability and trust pouring out of him rooted me to the floor. Why did this have to happen to him? Why Chris?

 

-------------------

 

I was shocked as we managed to reach the hospital with no one realizing who we were. Chris had pulled the hood of his jacket down to shadow his face, and no one really knew me at all. Along with staying inconspicuous, walking had actually been the easiest part of our trip to the hospital. Driving, on the other hand...it had been painful for both of us.

 

In the car, Chris had whimpered and gasped in pain at every bump in the road, or anything else that jarred his injuries. Julie, completely oblivious, sat in her little seat I had just acquired earlier, and had promptly fallen asleep the moment I started the car. I had been thankful for it, because it meant that Chris wouldn’t have to hide his pain as much. He still tried to, however, and every time I looked over at him, he was gripping the seat a little harder. His knuckles were completely white by the time we reached the hospital, and he looked as if he were about to be sick.

 

Now that we were actually in the parking lot, I didn’t move to get out of the car. Chris didn’t either, so I decided to take a breather and open both our windows. The surprisingly warm air that flooded into the car was a huge comfort. With it came the sounds of the city, somewhat loud, but calming at the same time. At least it was calming to Chris...most of his pain seemed to have melted away. I looked over at him. “Ready?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

-------------------

 

Unfortunately, his sense of calm from outside didn’t make it into the building.

 

Sitting in the ER, Chris was in a constant state of unease. He gripped the leg of his trousers and kneaded it, rocked himself back and forth, took his hand off his leg, then started biting his nails. I’d never even seen him bite his nails before.

 

When his knee began to bounce, I stopped ignoring it all. I shifted Julie to one arm and placed my free hand firmly on Chris’s leg, cutting off the bouncing. He looked up at me, a bit confused.

 

“Calm down.” I whispered.

 

“Sorry.” Chris muttered. “I’d get up and move around some, but it hurts.” It was the first time he really sounded bitter, and I was partially relieved. He was finally showing a normal human reaction. He then gave a low groan, squeezing his eyes shut. “I’m sorry, Will.”

 

“It doesn’t matter.” I paused, and then placed my hand on his shoulder. “Hey, look at me.” Chris continued to stare at his hands. “Chris.” I said firmly. He finally looked up. “It’s going to be okay, you know.”

 

His bright blue eyes fixated on my darker ones. “Okay.” he whispered.

 

-------------------

 

By the time Chris was being seen, Janine made it to the hospital and picked up Julie. I was relieved to be rid of that particular burden; it was one less thing to worry about. A few minutes later, I leaned back in my chair, listening intently to the sounds of the hospital. Someone tapped my shoulder, and my eyes opened to find Chris standing over me, his arms draped loosely over his stomach. He appeared all right at first glance, but as I looked him over carefully, I could see he was still on edge. He was trembling, and it was written all over his face that he wanted out.

 

“What’d they do?” I asked, sitting up.

 

“Wrapped my ribs, um...gave me some pain killers...and just sort of poked and prodded to make sure I didn’t have any internal bleeding or whatever.”

 

“Did you?”

 

“No, no...just a cracked rib. Plus the bruising. What did they tell you?” He was biting his lip again, something he didn’t usually do unless he was very uncomfortable.

 

“Not to leave you alone for the night.”

 

“Oh...can we go now?”

 

“I don’t know, can we?”

 

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m just waiting for you.”

 

“Well, then.” I said, picking myself up stiffly. “After you.”

 

Chris paused, looking around the waiting room. He frowned as he looked up at me. “Where’s Julie?”

 

“Janine picked her up,” I said, smiling. I was surprised that Chris had noticed her absence.

 

“Okay then. Time to, ah, drive.” I could tell he was dreading getting back in my car, and to be honest, so was I. As I walked out in front of him, I prayed the painkillers they gave Chris would kick in by then.

 

 

:surprised: this is seriously really good. it's just so nice to read. like I said before, very well written. can't wait for the next part :D

 

edit: I just realized that another reason why I like it so much is because it's written from Will's POV, we don't have enough Will in these fanfics. so thank you for featuring him!! :wacky:

:surprised: this is seriously really good. it's just so nice to read. like I said before, very well written. can't wait for the next part :D

 

edit: I just realized that another reason why I like it so much is because it's written from Will's POV, we don't have enough Will in these fanfics. so thank you for featuring him!! :wacky:

 

yeah we need more Will or Guy stuff :)

I like writing from Will's point of view...it's refreshing. And very interesting.

 

But don't worry, Chris will start the 'healing' part soon. Teehee. See what I did there?

 

And to Emma: Just want to let you know that my real name is Kyra. And thanks for your love! :hug:

I like writing from Will's point of view...it's refreshing. And very interesting.

 

But don't worry, Chris will start the 'healing' part soon. Teehee. See what I did there?

 

And to Emma: Just want to let you know that my real name is Kyra. And thanks for your love! :hug:

 

Kyra then~ :hug:

I like writing from Will's point of view...it's refreshing. And very interesting.

 

But don't worry, Chris will start the 'healing' part soon. Teehee. See what I did there?

 

 

Cool!!:D:D I love your story

I am going in a different direction with my fanfics now! I am still yet to finish 'Will's Secret Diary' which is kind of a light hearted story. This new fanfic I am creating, however, is alot darker. I suppose it is a sort of diary. The whole story are diarys written by Chris, Will, Jonny, Guy, Phil and a few others in the years between 2010- 2015. The Band have broken up. Tragedy has struck and they are at their lowest end.

 

No More Keeping My Feet On The Ground

 

VOLUME ONE

PART ONE: Phil

 

 

 

January 1st 2012,

 

Dear Diary,

2011 was hard. A hard year. Maybe this year will be better. Maybe?. It's the year of the olympics. Maybe I can find a new job, maybe Coldplay will get back together. It's funny, I was going to Oxford. I dropped out, if I'd stayed, maybe I would have a steady job. I wanted to be a doctor. Maybe I could have. Doctor Harvey. Doesn't that sound great?

I really miss her. Every day I visit her grave. I still do not have a new girlfriend and I'm not sure I ever will. I can't face it, she was my life, my everything.

I'm meeting Chris tomorrow for a chat. I havn't seen him for about 6 months! I wonder how he is getting on. I want to arrange to meet Will and Jonny aswell. They are all great guys.

 

======================

April 13th 2012,

 

Dear Diary,

Yesterday was another hard day. He would have been 34. He always said that he would be happy if he lived past 40. Chris has taken it hard. He's in such a state. I think he's on the verge of taking his life at times, he is so depressed.

I met a girl today aswell. She was nice, she was called Amy. I don't know if I will see her again. I don't know if I want to. I don't know if It's a relationship or what. I need to move on, don't I?

 

======================

 

I am going in a different direction with my fanfics now! I am still yet to finish 'Will's Secret Diary' which is kind of a light hearted story. This new fanfic I am creating, however, is alot darker. I suppose it is a sort of diary. The whole story are diarys written by Chris, Will, Jonny, Guy, Phil and a few others in the years between 2010- 2015. The Band have broken up. Tragedy has struck and they are at their lowest end.

 

No More Keeping My Feet On The Ground

 

PART ONE: Phil

 

 

 

January 1st 2012,

 

Dear Diary,

2011 was hard. A hard year. Maybe this year will be better. Maybe?. It's the year of the olympics. Maybe I can find a new job, maybe Coldplay will get back together. It's funny, I was going to Oxford. I dropped out, if I'd stayed, maybe I would have a steady job. I wanted to be a doctor. Maybe I could have. Doctor Harvey. Doesn't that sound great?

I really miss her. Every day I visit her grave. I still do not have a new girlfriend and I'm not sure I ever will. I can't face it, she was my life, my everything.

I'm meeting Chris tomorrow for a chat. I havn't seen him for about 6 months! I wonder how he is getting on. I want to arrange to meet Will and Jonny aswell. They are all great guys.

 

======================

April 13th 2012,

 

Dear Diary,

Yesterday was another hard day. He would have been 34. He always said that he would be happy if he lived past 40. Chris has taken it hard. He's in such a state. I think he's on the verge of taking his life at times, he is so depressed.

I met a girl today aswell. She was nice, she was called Amy. I don't know if I will see her again. I don't know if I want to. I don't know if It's a relationship or what. I need to move on, don't I?

 

======================

 

That's really good.I can't wait for the rest!

That's really good.I can't wait for the rest!

 

Thanks :D

No More Keeping My Feet On The Ground

 

VOLUME ONE

PART TWO: Guy

 

 

 

 

March 2nd 2011,

 

Dear Diary,

Chris said he had a surprise for us today. Even though it was his birthday. He bought me, Will, Jonny and Phil 'Rolex' watches. They are great, we all joined together to buy him a new car, a Mini Clubman. He likes it but I don't think he was too thrilled. Apart from that, Life is great!

 

==========================

 

November 5th 2011,

 

Dear Diary,

God! Let me die!. I have been in this hospital for a week and I am not getting any better. Just let me die! This may be my last entry.

 

==========================

 

Oh god, this looks really good, Simon! :stunned:

 

I hope they turn out okay, because they all seem really screwed up. :uhoh2:

^ Thank you!, I'll tell you a bit more about it!

 

I will be doing a couple of entries for different people in each part but at completely mixed dates, eventually they will all piece together to form a complete story, and and times you will be thinking- WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? And It will all come together eventually.

 

It is depressing, but there are nice parts in it, I promise!

I will be doing part thee which is of Jonny later on today...So look out for it! ;)

YAY! I'll be posting my next chapter sometime today as well.

 

Oh,and I forgot to mention...Healing is 6 chapters long excluding the epilogue.

YAY! I'll be posting my next chapter sometime today as well.

 

Oh,and I forgot to mention...Healing is 6 chapters long excluding the epilogue.

 

Oh cool :), I'm looking forward to the next one!

No More Keeping My Feet On The Ground

 

VOLUME ONE

PART THREE: Will

 

 

 

April 29th, 2015

 

Dear Diary,

He's getting better. I tell you. He's starting to remember more things. He doesn't remember my name but he remembers his mum's and Phil's. We are all hoping he will pull through.

 

========================

 

June 11th, 2010

 

Dear Diary,

This year so far has been psycho! We have got the new album out and already had two number ones! I think 2010 is looking like the Year of Coldplay!

 

No More Keeping My Feet On The Ground

 

VOLUME ONE

PART FOUR: Jonny

 

 

 

 

December 4th 2011,

 

Dear Diary,

Today we had the auditions. There were some really good players. We think we have found one, he's great. We are all going to make a formal decision next week.

 

==========================

 

December 21st 2011,

 

Dear Diary,

The beginning of this month looked like a new direction for Coldplay. Obviously it wasn't. We might get back together. We might. Ben took it really bad. He's a strange one is that Ben, no one has heard from him since Chris announced the split.

 

=====================

 

No More Keeping My Feet On The Ground

 

VOLUME ONE

PART FIVE: Chris

 

 

 

April 24th 2012,

 

Dear Diary,

Coldplay were invited to do the Olympics Opening Ceremony. It was embarrasing, they rang me. I had to tell them that I couldn't do it because the band had split up. I got alot of abuse shouted down the phone at me. Gwyneth told me just to ignore them and then she said what if we got the band back together.

 

=======================

 

March 11th 2015,

 

Dear Diary,

I'm going to do it tomorrow. Life is not worth living. I've lost my wife and kids now and the band has disbanded. I've got no money. Taking my life is the only option and I am going to do it in style.

 

BELOW IS THE ENTIRE FIVE-PART VOLUME ONE OF 'No More Keeping My Feet On The Ground', ENJOY! :D

 

 

No More Keeping My Feet On The Ground

 

VOLUME ONE

 

 

 

 

PART ONE: Phil

 

January 1st 2012,

 

Dear Diary,

2011 was hard. A hard year. Maybe this year will be better. Maybe?. It's the year of the olympics. Maybe I can find a new job, maybe Coldplay will get back together. It's funny, I was going to Oxford. I dropped out, if I'd stayed, maybe I would have a steady job. I wanted to be a doctor. Maybe I could have. Doctor Harvey. Doesn't that sound great?

I really miss her. Every day I visit her grave. I still do not have a new girlfriend and I'm not sure I ever will. I can't face it, she was my life, my everything.

I'm meeting Chris tomorrow for a chat. I havn't seen him for about 6 months! I wonder how he is getting on. I want to arrange to meet Will and Jonny aswell. They are all great guys.

 

======================

April 13th 2012,

 

Dear Diary,

Yesterday was another hard day. He would have been 34. He always said that he would be happy if he lived past 40. Chris has taken it hard. He's in such a state. I think he's on the verge of taking his life at times, he is so depressed.

I met a girl today aswell. She was nice, she was called Amy. I don't know if I will see her again. I don't know if I want to. I don't know if It's a relationship or what. I need to move on, don't I?

 

======================

 

PART TWO: Guy

 

March 2nd 2011,

 

Dear Diary,

Chris said he had a surprise for us today. Even though it was his birthday. He bought me, Will, Jonny and Phil 'Rolex' watches. They are great, we all joined together to buy him a new car, a Mini Clubman. He likes it but I don't think he was too thrilled. Apart from that, Life is great!

 

==========================

 

November 5th 2011,

 

Dear Diary,

God! Let me die!. I have been in this hospital for a week and I am not getting any better. Just let me die! This may be my last entry.

 

==========================

 

PART THREE: Will

 

April 29th, 2015

 

Dear Diary,

He's getting better. I tell you. He's starting to remember more things. He doesn't remember my name but he remembers his mum's and Phil's. We are all hoping he will pull through.

 

========================

 

June 11th, 2010

 

Dear Diary,

This year so far has been psycho! We have got the new album out and already had two number ones! I think 2010 is looking like the Year of Coldplay!

 

========================

 

PART FOUR: Jonny

 

December 4th 2011,

 

Dear Diary,

Today we had the auditions. There were some really good players. We think we have found one, he's great. We are all going to make a formal decision next week.

 

==========================

 

December 21st 2011,

 

Dear Diary,

The beginning of this month looked like a new direction for Coldplay. Obviously it wasn't. We might get back together. We might. Ben took it really bad. He's a strange one is that Ben, no one has heard from him since Chris announced the split.

 

=====================

 

PART FIVE: Chris

 

April 24th 2012,

 

Dear Diary,

Coldplay were invited to do the Olympics Opening Ceremony. It was embarrasing, they rang me. I had to tell them that I couldn't do it because the band had split up. I got alot of abuse shouted down the phone at me. Gwyneth told me just to ignore them and then she said what if we got the band back together.

 

=======================

 

March 11th 2015,

 

Dear Diary,

I'm going to do it tomorrow. Life is not worth living. I've lost my wife and kids now and the band has disbanded. I've got no money. Taking my life is the only option and I am going to do it in style.

 

hhhhee.Dramatic.Chris and Guy? :(

Haha!. Maybe Chris and Guy are alright. Everything will piece together. I am going to do a few parts of Volume Two now ;)