It's against my delicate nature to write it, but I can when I really want to challenge myself. :P

Hey guys! I have chapter two of 'A Warning Sign'. I'm seriously a perfectionist so it takes me forever to edit chapters I'm sorry :cry:

 

This chapter has only one part because what I wrote for part two didn't fit very well with this one so it's pretty short, anyway hope you enjoy!

 

Here it is:

 

Chapter Two

 

 

 

 

March – Australia: Jonny

 

I place my guitar on its stand and raise my hands to return the audience’s applause after having finished a great encore. The crowd in Perth has been spectacularly welcoming and the show had seemed to fly by. Will gestures for me to walk in front of him as we leave the stage, a silly ritual that even after all this time he still can’t help carrying out.

 

I shake my head, laughing, “Y’know one day I think I might devise a plan to be the last one off stage and break your record.”

 

“Hey, don’t even think about it, I know people who could have you taken care of if you catch my drift” He rubs a towel over his head and down the back of his neck, smiling.

 

“Maybe I’ll take my chances.” I say and hear him laughing as he walks to his dressing room. I take off my hat and run the towel over my hair before putting it back on and wiping my face.

 

Sighing in relief I remember we have two more shows in this venue, so no runner tonight. It’s nice to not have to rush, maybe enjoy a few beers backstage before heading off to the hotel where the boys will most likely want to hang out on the private balcony, drinking and smoking and talking until early morning.

 

“Good show, yeah?” I feel someone clap me on the shoulder and turn to see Chris grinning broadly.

 

“Yeah man, really great. Did you see that lady feel up Guy on C-stage?” I ask, remembering Guy’s confusion at someone forcefully grabbing his behind.

 

“Shit, you’re kidding?” He smirks pulling a clean shirt over his head.

 

“Should have seen his face.” I laugh as I open the door to my dressing room and am surprised to see April already there curled up on the small couch with a book.

 

“Hey, didn’t think you’d be here already.” I say leaning down to kiss the top of her head.

 

“Hey,” she pouts, craning her neck up at me, “give me a real kiss.”

 

“But I smell terrible, I wouldn’t want you passing out or anything, let me go shower” I brush a stray strand of hair behind her ear and turn to grab my bag with my change of clothes.

 

“Don’t be silly, I’ve told you a million times, I’m not afraid of a bit of sweat.” She grins and pulls my hand with what I’m sure is all of her weight. I pretend to collapse and pin her to the couch, being sure to hold myself up enough to not crush her.

 

“I guess I don’t know my own strength” she laughs and tries to shimmy her arms free but I press myself against her making it impossible.

 

“Jonny, I can still kiss you without my hands” she says matter-of-factly and moves her face closer to mine so that I can feel her warm breathe against my face. She leans into me and I give into temptation but she pulls back teasingly before I can kiss her.

 

“You’re torturing me and it’s not fair.” I turn my head to kiss her neck, breathing her in for a moment before moving my lips along her jaw. Holding myself up to allow her hands their freedom she pulls my face towards her and finally captures my mouth with hers, kissing me deeply.

 

My hands can’t help but travel down her sides to tug playfully on the hem of her shirt as I feel her tongue graze my lower lip. I push her shirt up, my hands indulging in the warmth of her bare skin as she lets out a small sigh.

 

A sharp rap on the door interrupts us and whoever had knocked enters without awaiting an answer. April groans in frustration and pulls her shirt back down to cover herself.

 

“You two are obscene you know that right?” Guy walks further into the room and sits at the small chair positioned in front of a vanity mirror turning the seat to face us.

 

“Can I help you Guy?” I roll off of April to allow us to sit up properly.

 

“Oh don’t mind me, by all means, carry on.” he says and surprisingly keeps a straight face as he takes a sip from a beer bottle.

 

“You’re supposed to be the sweet, brooding, silent one Guy. Not the raging pervert” April says dryly and Guy nearly spits his beer out from laughter.

 

“Okay, Okay, you’ve caught me.” He says, his hands up in the air as if it’s a shootout.

 

“I think we’re going to all head back to the hotel in about 15 minutes to have drinks and stuff there. You can stay here if you want though…” he picks idly at the flowers on the countertop.

 

“Well I’m just going to shower and we’ll be ready to leave.” I tell him.

 

“’Kay, I’ll leave you to it then.” He gives a wink and leaves shutting the door behind him.

 

“I really do have to shower you know.” I tell her.

 

“Yes you do and I really should call my mother. I haven’t since I got here, if I wait any longer she’ll think I’ve been kidnapped by a band of wild dingoes or something,” she says with a laugh.

 

“You’re going to leave me to shower all alone?” I ask rubbing my thumb along the back of her hand.

 

“Oh my, whatever will you do?” she says dramatically, softly running her hand down the side of my face.

 

“Think you can handle it?” She’s already off the couch and places both of her hands in mine to help me up.

 

“Hmm, what am I supposed to do again?” I say trying to sound utterly confused as I pull against her hands to stand.

 

“First…” she looks up at me with sultry brown eyes while her hands unbutton my shirt, “you need to take off these god-awful clothes.”

 

Her hands are tugging on my belt-buckle when there’s another knock on the door. This time whoever it is seems polite enough to wait for an answer.

 

“Yes?” I ask, studying April’s reaction and smile when I see her wiggle her eyebrows suggestively. She re-buttons my shirt and I lean down to kiss her cheek.

 

“Hey, I’m heading back now, do you want me to wait for you?” Will’s voice is somewhat muffled through the door.

 

“How many vans are left? I have to shower.” I call back.

 

“Still? Man, what are you waiting for? If you want to take one I’ll wait for you then; this’ll be the last van leaving for a while and Chris and Guy have already gone.” He explains.

 

“Yeah, yeah okay. I’ll be done soon if you don’t mind waiting.”

 

“Alright I’ll be in the lounge when you’re ready.” Will says before I hear his footsteps disappear down the hall.

 

April stands on her tiptoes and wraps her arms around my neck to kiss me. I hold her against me for a moment losing myself in her kiss and then remember that Will is waiting for us.

 

“You’re such a bad influence on me…” I tell her kissing her softly before disentangling myself from her arms and reaching for my bag.

 

“Whatever helps you sleep at night Mr. Buckland.” she grins pulling her arms through her sweater and grabbing her purse from the table.

 

“I’ll wait with Will until you’re done.” She gives me a peck on the lips before disappearing behind the door.

 

I let out a long sigh and throw my bag over my shoulder before hurrying off to the showers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Previous parts if needed:

 

Chapter One - Part One

 

 

 

 

I awoke groggily, disoriented at first. I was lying on my back in some four star hotel. It’s almost impossible to know for sure what city I’m in or what hour of the day it is. I venture a guess: “Osaka…no, no that was last week hmm, Tokyo?” I think to myself with my eyes still closed I listen intently for the familiar sound of rushing traffic and a bustling city.

 

Nothing. It was much too quiet to be Tokyo.

 

“Aha, we’re in Australia” I remember “…so Perth definitely…or is it Sydney?”

 

Regardless of where I am something is definitely different about today. I open my eyes slowly and feeling two arms wrapped securely around my middle, my eyes fall upon a rosy-cheeked brunette sharing my pillow. A smile spreads instantly across my face, she’s snuggled against me in her sleep and I let out a content sigh, relishing in the feel of her by my side. The fact that I even get to wake up next to her is a rare gift and we haven’t seen each other in almost month. It’s been a long, exhausting tour and on top of it the team is constantly discussing ways to fit in more dates before the end of the year.

 

I brush my lips against her forehead causing her to stir slightly. Stretching, she opens her eyes and smiles sweetly up at me “’Morning” she says sleepily.

 

“Morning beautiful. How’d you sleep?” I ask kissing the tip of her nose.

 

“Mmm, best night’s sleep I’ve had in three weeks,” She stretches again. “Jetlag’s a bitch though, 22 hour flight and 12 hour time difference? Not cool.”

 

“Tell me about it, I don’t even know what time it is anymore” I laugh lightly.

 

“Well you know Jonny, there’s this new invention, not sure if you’ve heard about it but it’s called a clock and….” but I’m already kissing her before she can finish and she pulls the sheets over our heads, laughing against my lips, all concern about the hour lost in the early morning sunlight.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter One - Part Two

 

 

 

 

“Guess who?” a voice asks. I’m sitting in the hotel lobby when he surprises me from behind, covering my eyes with his hands.

 

“Please let it be James McAvoy, please let it be James McAvoy” I whisper jokingly, crossing my fingers for good measure.

 

“Oh so that’s how it is?” he asks in mock anger before dropping his hands and kissing me on the cheek.

 

“How are you Guy?” I ask, sliding over on the couch to make room for him.

 

“I’m good, tired as fuck mind you, but pretty good for the fourth leg of this tour I’d say. Did your flight get in last night? Jon said something about waiting up for you.”

 

“Yeah, I got in last night around 3:30am. I expected to find you sitting down here at the bar but instead I ran into Chris who was off to do a bit of poolside yoga and asked if I wanted to join.”

 

“Oh yes, exactly what one wants to do after traveling for twenty-plus hours.” He laughs.

 

“Right? Sadly I had to decline his invite but Jon was passed out when I finally got up to the room anyway. It’s good you’ll be in Australia for the next few weeks you’re all in need of a break.”

 

“It’s definitely nice to be in one place for a bit.” He says scratching his neck.

 

“Guy you ready? We’re leaving for sound check now.” A handsome man with red hair and sunglasses walks closer to where we’re sitting.

 

“Hello April, how was your trip?” he asks removing the glasses and leaning down to kiss my cheek.

 

“Hey Phil, it was okay. Long, but definitely worth it. If I had flown with you guys to Japan and stayed last week I wouldn’t be able to relax now, I had so much work to finish in New York.” I say getting up from the couch and walking with them to the hotel entrance.

 

“They’re here already?” I ask almost in disbelief of the half-dozen paparazzi waiting outside the entrance. A couple of them snap a few of Guy before lowering their cameras.

 

“Yup, they were at the airport when we arrived and we haven’t been able to lose them since.” Phil tells me.

 

Soon flashes are going off at an alarming rate and I turn to see Chris followed by Jonny. Typical of the paparazzi to shoot Chris more than the other guys, not that I could complain. It meant that Jonny and I could walk down the street in peace no matter where we were and for that I was extremely grateful.

 

“Why don’t you ride in our van April?” Guy nudges me “I’m sure Will will want to see you.”

 

I turn back again to see the photographers following Jonny and Chris up to their van where Coldplay’s security guard Kelly helps the boys in and shuts the door behind them.

 

“Sure” I smile allowing Guy to help me into the open van. I spot Will in the back concentrating intently on his magazine and seats myself next to him.

 

“Hello William, have you been a good boy since the last time I saw you?” I tease him.

 

“Been speaking to Marianne, then?” he asks solemnly raising an eyebrow at me.

 

“She might have mentioned something” I smirk trying to hold back laughter.

 

“Well April, what can I say, the woman is never wrong, damned should I forget it.” He finally smiles and kisses me once on each cheek. “How are you by the way?”

 

“I’m great, very excited to have missed the big snowstorms headed for NYC.”

 

“Ah, I heard about that. Jon was worried your flight might be cancelled. Bit of a climate shock going from that to this huh?”

 

“Haha, a very nice shock I have to say. Are we going to be seeing Mar in the great land of OZ?” I ask taking his magazine and flipping through it.

 

“Unfortunately no, Ava’s got a cold and we’re having the kitchen painted so it’s sort of bad timing.” He frowns rubbing the top of his head, his hair quite a bit longer than I had seen it last.

 

“Aw, that stinks. It’s okay though we’ll still have fun, promise.” Will and I catch up as Guy sits in front of us with his iPod on, every so often rolling down the window to snap a few shots with his camera and next to him Phil chats quietly on his phone before turning around to join the conversation.

 

“Get enough sun already Phil?” I ask eyeing his redder than usual face.

 

“Quite enough.” He says seriously, “I don’t think I‘ll be out in broad daylight for the rest of the trip if I can help it.” He laughs and then almost immediately looks as if he’s in pain.

 

“Fuck, I can’t even laugh anymore.” He grimaces and then answers his now buzzing phone.

 

“Hello? Yeah, yeah Jon she’s with us. Don’t worry our van’s right behind yours. Alright. Ok, I’ll tell her…bye.” Phil flips his phone closed. “Do you have your mobile off? Jonny said he tried calling you.”

 

“Shit. yeah, I turned it off for the flight and I completely forgot to turn it back on.” I rummage through my purse and grab my phone powering it up.

 

 

“Oh Will, you never did let me listen to the beat you were working on.” Guy pulls his earphones out and turns around in his seat to face them.

 

“Right, sorry. Well when we get inside then, it’s on my computer.” He says patting the bag next to him. “We’re here now anyway.”

 

Soon the arena is in sight and the caravan makes its way to the VIP entrance around back.

 

I look out the window and spot a small group of fans waiting for the band with colorful signs and ‘VIVA’ t-shirts near the back entrance. I smiles at the sign that says “I <3 JB: Guitar God of the Galaxy” and imagine Jonny going red at the sight of it.

 

“How is it we never see any ‘Guy Berryman is the Supreme Sexy Bass Player of the Solar System’ signs?” Guy asks frowning.

 

“Oh yes Guy, let’s feel sorry for ourselves shall we? I mean you’re not nearly handsome enough to lead a satisfying life.” Will says dryly making me giggle.

 

“Do you want to stop for them? Or should we let Chris and Jonny go?” Guy asks removing his sunglasses and hanging them on the collar of his shirt.

 

“Looks like Chris is already getting out but we can still go if you want.” Will shrugs.

 

“Sure why not, it’s our first day here in years and they did make signs.” He tells the driver to pull into the arena anyway and they’ll walk back out themselves.

 

Once inside Guy and Will make their way out to meet the fans while Phil and I head inside already discussing ways to kill time before the show.

 

 

:wideeyed: I love it!

It's really good, and finally we have a Jonny fanfic :wacky:

'A Warning Sign'[/color]. I'm seriously a perfectionist so it takes me forever to edit chapters I'm sorry :cry:

 

This chapter has only one part because what I wrote for part two didn't fit very well with this one so it's pretty short, anyway hope you enjoy!

 

Here it is:

 

Chapter Two

 

 

 

 

March – Australia: Jonny

 

I place my guitar on its stand and raise my hands to return the audience’s applause after having finished a great encore. The crowd in Perth has been spectacularly welcoming and the show had seemed to fly by. Will gestures for me to walk in front of him as we leave the stage, a silly ritual that even after all this time he still can’t help carrying out.

 

I shake my head, laughing, “Y’know one day I think I might devise a plan to be the last one off stage and break your record.”

 

“Hey, don’t even think about it, I know people who could have you taken care of if you catch my drift” He rubs a towel over his head and down the back of his neck, smiling.

 

“Maybe I’ll take my chances.” I say and hear him laughing as he walks to his dressing room. I take off my hat and run the towel over my hair before putting it back on and wiping my face.

 

Sighing in relief I remember we have two more shows in this venue, so no runner tonight. It’s nice to not have to rush, maybe enjoy a few beers backstage before heading off to the hotel where the boys will most likely want to hang out on the private balcony, drinking and smoking and talking until early morning.

 

“Good show, yeah?” I feel someone clap me on the shoulder and turn to see Chris grinning broadly.

 

“Yeah man, really great. Did you see that lady feel up Guy on C-stage?” I ask, remembering Guy’s confusion at someone forcefully grabbing his behind.

 

“Shit, you’re kidding?” He smirks pulling a clean shirt over his head.

 

“Should have seen his face.” I laugh as I open the door to my dressing room and am surprised to see April already there curled up on the small couch with a book.

 

“Hey, didn’t think you’d be here already.” I say leaning down to kiss the top of her head.

 

“Hey,” she pouts, craning her neck up at me, “give me a real kiss.”

 

“But I smell terrible, I wouldn’t want you passing out or anything, let me go shower” I brush a stray strand of hair behind her ear and turn to grab my bag with my change of clothes.

 

“Don’t be silly, I’ve told you a million times, I’m not afraid of a bit of sweat.” She grins and pulls my hand with what I’m sure is all of her weight. I pretend to collapse and pin her to the couch, being sure to hold myself up enough to not crush her.

 

“I guess I don’t know my own strength” she laughs and tries to shimmy her arms free but I press myself against her making it impossible.

 

“Jonny, I can still kiss you without my hands” she says matter-of-factly and moves her face closer to mine so that I can feel her warm breathe against my face. She leans into me and I give into temptation but she pulls back teasingly before I can kiss her.

 

“You’re torturing me and it’s not fair.” I turn my head to kiss her neck, breathing her in for a moment before moving my lips along her jaw. Holding myself up to allow her hands their freedom she pulls my face towards her and finally captures my mouth with hers, kissing me deeply.

 

My hands can’t help but travel down her sides to tug playfully on the hem of her shirt as I feel her tongue graze my lower lip. I push her shirt up, my hands indulging in the warmth of her bare skin as she lets out a small sigh.

 

A sharp rap on the door interrupts us and whoever had knocked enters without awaiting an answer. April groans in frustration and pulls her shirt back down to cover herself.

 

“You two are obscene you know that right?” Guy walks further into the room and sits at the small chair positioned in front of a vanity mirror turning the seat to face us.

 

“Can I help you Guy?” I roll off of April to allow us to sit up properly.

 

“Oh don’t mind me, by all means, carry on.” he says and surprisingly keeps a straight face as he takes a sip from a beer bottle.

 

“You’re supposed to be the sweet, brooding, silent one Guy. Not the raging pervert” April says dryly and Guy nearly spits his beer out from laughter.

 

“Okay, Okay, you’ve caught me.” He says, his hands up in the air as if it’s a shootout.

 

“I think we’re going to all head back to the hotel in about 15 minutes to have drinks and stuff there. You can stay here if you want though…” he picks idly at the flowers on the countertop.

 

“Well I’m just going to shower and we’ll be ready to leave.” I tell him.

 

“’Kay, I’ll leave you to it then.” He gives a wink and leaves shutting the door behind him.

 

“I really do have to shower you know.” I tell her.

 

“Yes you do and I really should call my mother. I haven’t since I got here, if I wait any longer she’ll think I’ve been kidnapped by a band of wild dingoes or something,” she says with a laugh.

 

“You’re going to leave me to shower all alone?” I ask rubbing my thumb along the back of her hand.

 

“Oh my, whatever will you do?” she says dramatically, softly running her hand down the side of my face.

 

“Think you can handle it?” She’s already off the couch and places both of her hands in mine to help me up.

 

“Hmm, what am I supposed to do again?” I say trying to sound utterly confused as I pull against her hands to stand.

 

“First…” she looks up at me with sultry brown eyes while her hands unbutton my shirt, “you need to take off these god-awful clothes.”

 

Her hands are tugging on my belt-buckle when there’s another knock on the door. This time whoever it is seems polite enough to wait for an answer.

 

“Yes?” I ask, studying April’s reaction and smile when I see her wiggle her eyebrows suggestively. She re-buttons my shirt and I lean down to kiss her cheek.

 

“Hey, I’m heading back now, do you want me to wait for you?” Will’s voice is somewhat muffled through the door.

 

“How many vans are left? I have to shower.” I call back.

 

“Still? Man, what are you waiting for? If you want to take one I’ll wait for you then; this’ll be the last van leaving for a while and Chris and Guy have already gone.” He explains.

 

“Yeah, yeah okay. I’ll be done soon if you don’t mind waiting.”

 

“Alright I’ll be in the lounge when you’re ready.” Will says before I hear his footsteps disappear down the hall.

 

April stands on her tiptoes and wraps her arms around my neck to kiss me. I hold her against me for a moment losing myself in her kiss and then remember that Will is waiting for us.

 

“You’re such a bad influence on me…” I tell her kissing her softly before disentangling myself from her arms and reaching for my bag.

 

“Whatever helps you sleep at night Mr. Buckland.” she grins pulling her arms through her sweater and grabbing her purse from the table.

 

“I’ll wait with Will until you’re done.” She gives me a peck on the lips before disappearing behind the door.

 

I let out a long sigh and throw my bag over my shoulder before hurrying off to the showers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Previous parts if needed:

wow, i just got to reading all the chapters and i love it:nice:

you write so well, and i love all the little jokes you threw in about guy and the other boys:lol:

i cant wait for chapter three:D

I think it's great!:) Good to have a fanfic about Jonny & not just Jonny/Chris love. I like the banter between all the boys too. It sounds like it's written when he and his fiancee were really young, before they had Violet. Did you choose April as the girls name because it's your name ;) or just a name you like?

Warning sign is good, can't wait for the next chapter!!!

well done, sarah! warning sign is great!!

 

FINALLY, a jonny fanfic. :D

:wideeyed: I love it!

It's really good, and finally we have a Jonny fanfic :wacky:

 

Thank you!! Jonny deserves some love :guitarist:

 

wow, i just got to reading all the chapters and i love it:nice:

you write so well, and i love all the little jokes you threw in about guy and the other boys:lol:

i cant wait for chapter three:D

 

Thanks, I really wanted the other guys to be included as well :)

 

I think it's great!:) Good to have a fanfic about Jonny & not just Jonny/Chris love. I like the banter between all the boys too. It sounds like it's written when he and his fiancee were really young, before they had Violet. Did you choose April as the girls name because it's your name ;) or just a name you like?

 

Actually, Violet and Chloe don't exist in this story, sadly :cry:. I thought it might be a bit odd writing about his real family so the relationship he has in this story isn't based off his actual one... seeing as I really know nothing about her, or him for that matter. It's all just for fun and shouldn't be taken too literally seeing as it is fiction :nice:

 

As for the timeline of the story, it's set during their present tour although obviously not everything can be factual about specific dates/locations.

 

My name is Sarah, April is a character I've created for the story. Good questions! Glad you like it.

 

Warning sign is good, can't wait for the next chapter!!!

 

Thank you, I'm glad you're enjoying it!

 

well done, sarah! warning sign is great!!

 

FINALLY, a jonny fanfic. :D

 

Thank you! I'm glad you all love Jonny too :dance:

oh rainy day, come 'round!!

 

it's like, seriously storming out today.

 

so here's part eight!

 

SEE YOU SOON.

PART EIGHT

 

 

 

Three hours into my shift I’d already come across two drunk drivers, one sociopath and an abandoned infant. This was my life. And basically, I was used to it. I went down to the cafeteria, picked up a salad and decided to eat it in Amy’s room. When I opened the door, she was playing with her new daughter. “Hey!” she said to me. “You got a break?”

I nodded and sat down in front of her. Vivienne was laughing hysterically at Amy’s fingers dangling in front of her. She reached her oh so tiny arms out and grabbed each one, examining it to try to figure out what it was. Then she just ended up falling asleep. “So,” Amy whispered, gently putting Vivi back in her crib. “how was this hot date?”

I ended up spending my entire break telling the story to Amy, and I’d completely forgotten about my salad, so I ate it up while she took it all in. “Wow.” she chuckled. “Wow!”

“Oh yeah.” I mumbled with my mouth full of lettuce.

“Australia! Oh my god, this is like, every girl’s dream! Running away to Australia with a gorgeous, rich man!” Amy waved her hands in the air. “Oh, I’m dizzy.”

I stabbed a crouton with my fork. “We’re not running away. I’ll be back in two and a half weeks.”

“And what do you think will happen in two and a half weeks. A whole lot, I tell yah. You’ll have to watch out for those paps taking pictures of you, making headlines about Chris’s “new girl”.”

I ignored the last thing Amy said, gave her and my new niece a kiss on the head and headed back to work. As soon as I got out the door I noticed Jim jogging down the hall, most likely looking for me. “What?” I said, getting his attention.

“Trauma.”

Shit. Trauma was, well, trauma. No pun intended. It was the area every doctor hated and tried to avoid during their shifts. This was the area well… well, where you’re most likely to kill someone.

I sprinted down the hall with Jim to the ER. There were two paramedics standing over a stretcher with loads of nurses surrounding them. “Details.” I said immediately, and started to push the stretcher to a room.

“Eleven year old boy in a car crash.” One of the paramedics said. “Severe injuries to the head, bleeding on the left side of the torso.”

When I looked down for the first time I saw this tiny, tiny body on this enormous bed. He had cinnamon brown hair and his eyes were shut tightly, and he had so many tubes coming out of him he looked like a water slide. Plus, his head was covered in scratches and bruises. When I looked down further, that was when I saw the blood. He had an enormous cut on his left side, and at least one of his legs were broken. “Okay, get him into the ER surgery room, we need to stitch up that side first.

A few seconds later I flew in and out of the scrubbing room and was ready for surgery. As I stood over him, I told the nurses to give him a shot of adrenaline to prevent him from going into a coma, then I began the procedure.

A few more seconds after that I realized he was internally bleeding from at least seven of his major organs.

A few more seconds after that the kid had cardiac tamponade.

And a few more seconds after that he stopped breathing.

Don’t ask me how I did it.

Don’t ask me to remember anything specific.

Those entire ten minutes of my life are a blur.

But.

About fifteen minutes later, he was stable.

After that ordeal I needed some fresh air, so I went out for a little walk in the freezing cold with Jim. For the first ten minutes I really didn’t say anything. “You okay?” Jim asked.

I just nodded, staring down at my incredibly steady hands.

“You were fantastic in there. Really. I’ve never seen anyone work that fast or that concentrated.”

“I can’t remember it.”

Jim hesitated for a minute. “What?”

I looked up at his face for what felt like the first time in years. “It… it happened really fast. Like, really fast. I can’t even remember what I did.”

“You saved his life.” Jim said.

 

Before I knew it, it was Monday. My eyes fluttered open to the sound of Chris’s cell phone ringing on the dresser. I turned to see him lying next to me, his head on my shoulder and his chest completely exposed. I kissed him on the forehead and stroked the top of his head. “Chris, Chris you’re phone’s ringing.”

A few seconds later his eyes fluttered open, and he smiled up at me. “Forget the phone.” he moaned, and kissed me passionately on the lips.

When I had a chance to stop him I slid out of bed and threw the phone at him. “Have you forgotten what today is?”

Chris looked completely baffled for a minute, then a wave of realization washed over his face, and he pressed accept on the phone. “Yeah. No, sorry, I was asleep. Yeah. Yeah, she’s here. Okay. Ten? When is that? Yeah. Kay. Bye.”

He looked up at me and grinned. “We’re off to Perth.”

 

 

 

..this story is never going to end. :uhoh:!

See ya Soon, Part 8, Very Good, enjoyed reading!!! I loved this "We're off to Perth." LOL

^^thanks!! :D

I LOVE IT CHRISTINA!!:D:D:D

:heart:

you're a very good writer!:thumbsup:

^^thanks hun!! :hug:

Sorry for the veryveryveryvery long time space between the last part and the one im posting right now. I've been working on some drama....

 

Speed of Sound (part 5)

 

Jonny stands outside of Miss's hotel room. Nervous. Scared. Confused. Even a little clueless. He did not know what to think. He quickly knocked on the door, but still loudly. Miss slowly opened the door with a bright smile. She looked a little nervous also. She always looked nervous. She always had her smile with her. Always bright and never left her side.

 

Miss (gripping door): Hi Jon! Do you need something?

 

Jonny: I was just in town and I was wondering if you wanted to go out with Chris and I.

 

Miss: Oh that would be great! I'll be out in a second.

 

Miss closes the door silently and slowly. Jonny still nervous takes out his cell phone and tells Chris whats happening. Miss reopens the door. She looks as she normally does. Bright blue tshirt. Jeans. Slight mascara.

 

Miss (talking to someone over her shoulder): Thanks!

 

Jonny: Aren't you suppose to carry a purse or something?

 

Miss: No way. They're useless! (Jonny smiles) Thats what pockets are for.

 

They both stepped outside the hotel finding Chris standing outside the hotel door. The sky was dark but the moon was bright. Although it was dark it felt like a summer day. A perfect night.

 

Miss: Wow. This is nothing like where I live.

 

Chris: Where do you live?

 

Miss: I live in Maine. In the USA. I live in the woods so, I'm not really a person in the city.

 

Jonny: The woods? Isn't that a litttle... Dangerous?

 

Miss: It can be. It depends on your skill.

 

Chris and Jonny: Skill?

 

Miss: Hunting.

 

Chris: You? Hunting? I'm confused.

 

Miss: I hunt. I fourwheel. I play hopscotch. No I'm kidding. I don't play hopscotch.

 

Jonny (cuttin in): Do you guys want to head to the bakery? It's a little hot out here.

 

Chris: Yeah lets get out of here before someone recognizes us.

 

The three of them leave and head towards the bakery. Chris and jonny are still clueless on whats between Miss and Guy. Are they together? Did they judge Miss too quickly? Is she with someone at all?

Miss, Chris and Jon walk into the bakery. It was their secret head quarters. Where they work and where music was made. Miss was completly honored to see what few people were allowed to see. She had seen it outside before but she has not ever inside. She felt so amazed and complely thrilled.

 

Miss (talking to someone over her shoulder): Thanks!

 

 

She's talking to Guy, isn't she????:inquisitive:

Thank you! Can't wait for the next part!

OMFG, DRAMA! *gasp*

 

 

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just finished half of sys part 9. :P

Chapter 29 is up ;)

^^YAY! -goes- :dance:

Aw, chapter 29....... (Rats). LOL LOL LOL. good Job!!!!

I was just thinking today, why should this thread be limited to FanFics about Coldplay? I'm sure it would attract even more people if you could post FanFics about anything! I don't know, let me know what you think :)

I was just thinking today, why should this thread be limited to FanFics about Coldplay? I'm sure it would attract even more people if you could post FanFics about anything! I don't know, let me know what you think :)

 

we could just start a new thread for non-coldplay related fanfics?

Part 5 coming of New York to LA

we could just start a new thread for non-coldplay related fanfics?

 

i think that'd be better. maybe in the lounge or entertainment and arts section. :D

New York to LA part 1

 

 

 

Hello! I'll start off by saying, my name is Chris Martin and I'm a loser! Well it's how I am feeling at the moment, no money, fame, or looks, could replace what is about to happen...

 

I just boarded flight 422 from new York to LA, I traveled to new York from London yesterday and stopped overnight to rest. Will, Jonny, and Guy and I just got back from 7 long, lonely, but successful weeks abroad, and I am traveling to LA to catch up with my wife Gwyn, who is filming Ironman 2. As I take my seat in first class, a lovely stewardess brings me a juice, "Thank-You" I replied, "Mr. Martin she say's, "If there is anything i can do for you, (wink,wink) just let me know" (Sigh) I get this all the time, groupies, all wanting to fuck me or give me head, what these women want to give me is not who I am. Don't get me wrong, I'm not fruity, I do think about fucking other women I meet, but just don't go thru with it.

I am now 30 and hoping this time with my wife, finally, produces a child. I want to be a father so badly, and it is time for that.

 

I am sitting next to a woman who has her head buried in what looks to be a script, hmmm maybe she didn't recognize me and I won't have to make small talk to a stranger who thinks I am God!!! This woman, tho I am not blind, has a tank top on I guess it's what it is called, and she has large firm breasts, that I, well, can't help but notice, give me a break, I'm not dead!! I signal the stewardess to bring me a blanket, I'll just bury my head under it for a nap.

 

About an hour into the flight the woman next to me, nudges me "Oh I am so sorry to wake you, I thought I could get by you without waking you." dazed I half get up, holding the blanket over my crotch area, so nobody see's the chub I have, Hey it happens sometimes, I can't help it. As she scoots by me, Nice tits, I think. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts..

I sat down and glanced out the window, noticing on her seat was what looked like a script, closer I look and see it say's Ironman 2. When the woman came back, she said "Sorry I couldn't hold it any longer.", I laughed and said, " Your reading the Ironman script, Huh?" "Yes" she replied, "My agent in new York got me a small part and I am reading up on it." I thought that was cool, and asked if she was going to play a Super villian. "No, I am going to play a friend to the character Pepper Potts. "Oh shaking my head. "Gwyneth Paltrow is a wonderful actress and I can't wait to work with her." This is great I think to myself, she has No clue who i am, (Thank-You), i am wondering if this poor kid gets out at all.

After a few minutes of silence she say's leaning into me, "Yeah, but she is married to some singer and she came into TAO's the other night and had dinner with some guy, I waited on them." Hmm, I thought she was in LA all week, maybe it was a dinner meeting about her new clothing line, I think to myself. The woman said, "Oh by the way my name is Kim, half smile I say "Nice to meet you Kim, mines Chris." Kim said she was working at TAO's resturant in NY while she was waiting for more roles to come her way, so I said, " paltrow was with a guy?" "Do you know who he was?" "Yeah" she said, "Hmm what the hell show was he on?"

"I can't remember, but she is married and was all over him, holding hands, snuggling, they had a table in the back, he was rubbing her thigh, and kissing the backs of her hands, it was like "Get a room". "I felt sorry for her husband." I put my fingers up to my lips and rubbed them a bit, "Are you sure?" "Positive" Kim said.

 

A sinking feeling came over me as if the whole world new this and I was living in a bubble.

I excused myself and went to the bathroom, I leaned upon the sink and I just sobbed, yeah, I am a guy, but we cry as well. She wouldn't do this, would she? I splashed water in my face and checked my phone for a signal, no luck. I am now pissed. I walk back to my seat and signal the stewardess to come over, "Yes Mr. Martin," "I'd like a crown and diet coke." I look at Kim "You want a drink?" Kim say's " yes I'll have the same thing." Kim looks at me and say's, "Oh MY Fucking God", I look at her knowing why she has said this, shaking her head No she said " OMG, OMG, I am so sorry I didn't recognize you." "I never should have told you what I did, OMG." I calm her down, saying, "Theres got to be an explanation for what you saw,and it's ok Kim, I'll find out soon enough." Kim say's " I guess you guy's have an understanding?" I look puzzled at her, "You know.. an open marriage?" Silently shaking my head No, the drinks came and I downed it in one gulp. " I'm sorry" Kim said, lightly stroking the back of my hand.

 

To be continued.....

 

 

 

 

New york to LA Part 2 warning some sex

 

 

spoilerAs we get off the plane, of course the paps are snapping away as soon as I come thru the walkway, Fuck how do they know?? I head down the walk to get my luggage and Kim is walking besides me. TMZ shouts, "Chris, Chris" "How's Gwyneth?" I ignore and keep walking, Kim smiling say's, "Wow so this is what it's like, it's kinda cool." looking at her I roll my eyes, she has no clue. She's so very cute tho, I wonder her age, she's like a child with all this, I wonder what she looks like naked, geez Chris take your head out of your ass, concentrate on Gwyn for fucks sake. I reach the outside, helping Kim with her bags, "Do you need a cab?" DUH I think to myself, "Oh I'll get the shuttle to take me to the hotel, it was nice meeting you, I hope everything was a big misunderstanding on my part." I smile and say "See ya around", "Good luck to you." The studio car arrived and I get in. I arrive at the hotel and go to my wife's room. As I walk in, No Gwyn, she must be at the studios, I'll check my phone, no messages.

I call gwyn, "Hello" "Hey sweetie it's me, I'm here." "Oh Chris I've missed you, come down to the studios around 5pm, gotta go do a scene." (Click) Ok so it's 3:15 I'll shower and leave early and watch in the wings while she is doing a scene. I feel much better to have heard her voice. She always calmed me.

 

I jump into the shower and was thinking of what I need to say to Gwyn about what I knew,

I am getting a hard on from it all and start working it. I guess it's a stress reliever, Ahh as I am cumming Kim's sweet face pops in my mind, I explode with such force it leaves me breathless, after a minute or so I finish washing and wonder why the hell Kim's face came into focus, I guess it's a guy thing, natural, so I shrug it off.

 

Toweling off the phone rings, "Hello?" "Chris, it's Jonny how was your flight?" "It was good man", I say "I am going to the studios to see Gwyn now." "Well i just wanted to see if you got in ok." "Thanks Johnny, I will talk to you later." "Bye", "Bye."

He's my best friend, couldn't tell him about the situation yet tho, I didn't even know what was what.

The studio was massive, good thing the driver knew where he was going, I got out of the car and saw (Robert), he came running over to greet me, and we hugged, "How ya doing Man?" he said, How's the tour going?" "Brilliant" "We are selling out every show." "How's Tony Stark", I said, "Robert say's, "well I am about to do a kissing scene with your wife" as he pokes me in the chest. Yes as you know I am talking with Robert Downey Jr. We have become close friends over the years, great bloke he is.

Robert: well I gotta get to make-up, see you for dinner later?

"Yeah, let me see my wife, she makes all the plans." I smiled.

I get directed to Gwyns trailor, I knock and she opens the door. My God she is just so very lovely, I love her so much. Gwyn say's 'Hey baby, I have missed you!" I throw my arms around her, kissing her, kissing her neck, smelling her hair, I whisper, "I need You" "I need you too babe, but I have to go do a scene." As I toss her to the couch, I start unbuttoning her shirt, quickly, and my other hand pulling down my zipper. She say's she doesn't have time, and starts to fight me, now I have her hands pinned above her head, she struggles, this turns me on, I gently enter her and she moans, I moan, and I guess that is what you call a quicky. "Chris!" she scorns" You didn't even bother to use a condom." "Well i thought we weren't going to do that anymore." "Chris" she yells, I'm in the middle of a movie for Gods sake, it's not in the plans for at least a year!" "You promised me Gwyn, this was the right time." I am shouting now, and she is yelling at me, I yank her arm and squeeze it, "Ow chris your hurting me." I let her go, door slamming shut. I plop down on the couch and am wondering "What just happened here." I am such an idiot. I feel I am losing her with all the baby pushing I have been doing, she's not ready after 8 yrs, and I am, what is wrong with this picture?

 

I glance over at her phone, i pick it up and check her messages, Good god, for fucks sake, why am I doing this? We have always had nothing but trust between us. I scroll to her inbox texting area. I read the texts and then check what she has sent out. I now know who the man is, they are carrying on behind my back, I grab my shoes, storm out, and head for the hotel. On the drive I am so fucking mad, 8 years for what? I think. It's all my fault for being on the road so much trying to be the best in the world. We had an understanding tho.

I ask the driver to wait for me, as I wanted to go to malibu and go surfing awhile, I always felt at peace surfing, and I had a few hours of daylight left. Of course paps are all over the outside of the hotel, and I accidently, well maybe not accidently, pushed a pap to the ground, breaking yet another fucking camera, when will I learn? I go to the desk and ask them if they had another suite avaliable and they did, and I moved my things out of Gwyn's suite to my own.

 

To be continued.....

 

 

 

New York to LA Part 3

 

 

 

I get to the beach and ride some perfect waves, my driver took me to a secluded spot. I came in from the surf and lay my board down and sat on it. I look out on the breaking waves, I daydream of the first time I met Gwyn and the fun we had, me teaching her how to surf, her teaching me about life. Am I losing it? Should I just go out into the surf and hope the board hit's me in the head and left there to drown, or should I go back and fight for my wife?

 

I head back to my driver who waited for me and go back to the hotel. I ring gwyns room as soon as I get in. No answer. I call her cell and leave a message, saying I am in room 6243 and for her to call me, and of course, I was sorry. 2 hours pass, it's now 10pm, no sign of Gwyn, so I head downstairs to the bar. I order a drink and watch the football on the TV, the place is quiet, just how I like it. After about 5 drinks, I have become very chatty with the barmaid, yes I am a flirt, but a nice flirt. The barmaid recognizes me and is very flirty back. Then a warm hand touches my shoulder, "HiYa Chris", I turn to see Kim. "Hey gorgeous wanna drink?" Kim takes a seat and orders a drink. I asked her how shooting went today." She said " I didn't shoot any scenes, just got familiar with the set." I look at her feeling no pain and say, "How old are you?' "Almost 22" she replied. I lean on the bar propping my hand under my chin looking at her, kinda slouchy. Kim say's "You have had too much to drink" "yep"

We sat and talked for at least 2 hours and is now past midnight. I call Gwyns room again and no answer, so I decided to go up and check her room, "Be back in a minute, ...or not." I went up to the elevator got off on the 5th floor, and obviously went to the wrong door, for a man came to it and told me so. "CRAP" I got off on the wrong floor, Idiot. Like I said I am feeling no pain. When i finally got to her room, I knocked loudly, I slumpped down on the floor, well ok I kinda fell down to the floor, give me a break will ya. "That's it " I said, "I'm done", I head back to the bar and see Kim's still there, I grab her hand and say "Right lets go" I led her to the elevator and ask what floor you on. She said 3, so up we go. I am fuming mad and the alcohol, dosn't help. and realize I am about to do something so not me, but I don't care at this point.

 

Kim say's "Oh chris, i can't believe you have finally come to your senses about hooking up."

We are now in front of her door, key card in hand we are kissing, and tearing at each others clothes, we fall into the room, where I pick her up, closing the door with my foot, and plopped her down on the bed. She reaches up and straightens the pillow or was trying to get it for her head, who knows, I undo her skirt and take her thong off, I rip my zipper down and I kinda feel like I am being too forceful, so I back off, Kim say's "No I like it rough". I put her legs up into the air and rest them on both sides of my shoulders like she's straddling them, I am just about to enter her, and I fall off to the side and lay next to her. First I say, "I can't make 2 wrongs a right," I just can't do this with you, I am sorry. I gather up my clothes and quickly dress, and head back to my room, as I leave I apologized to her again, telling her I am such a tosser. As i leave this scenario plays out....

 

Kim: yeah it's me, he is such a sap, some rock star he is, I had him so close and he backed out! What do you want me to do now?

Her listening to the other end....

Kim: Well I'll try, hell I've been trying, YOU just keep taking pics and I'll take care of the rest.

She walks over to the pillow and grabs her mini recorder from under it and turns it off.

 

To be continued....

 

 

 

New York to LA Part4

 

 

 

 

As I awake, sick to my stomache, I was wondering if I had been unfaithful, it took me a minute to realize I hadn't been. I check my phone and there is a message from Gwyn.

 

" Hey Chris! I just wanted to you to know I feel horrible for treating you the way I did yesterday, I was so hurried and rushed, and then you came in and I didn't show you any Love. I had to rush back for another scene and well i am sorry. I was on set until aound 3am, I wish you hadn't of moved out of our room, that was silly. Anyway's if you get this message please meet me downstairs to have breakfast around 11am. Love You..."

 

I look at my watch and realize it is 10:30 so I rush to rinse off, get dressed and head downstairs. I get seated and Gwyn hasn't arrived yet. I order 2 hot teas and then see gwyn looking for me and I wave her over, she does look frazzled, but so gorgeous to me. I stand up and lean into her and kiss her, we hug for an eternity.

 

We ordered some fresh fruit, followed by eggs and toast, Gwyn keeps making it known how terrible she feels about yesterday, but promised to make it up to me later, (Wink, Wink). She also told me She was so upset at telling me that we were having to wait another year for a child, but she quickly agreed now is the time.

I finally get up the nerve to ask her about the resturant incident, when Gwyn has a call coming in, I wait, She excuses herself which is not like her, she always takes calls in front of me, I see her looking serious then she starts laughing, when she comes back, she reaches for her tea, takes a gulp and say's she has forgotten about an interview and was sorry but she had to take off, leaning down she kisses me on the forhead and say's "I'll call you later."

I sit back in the booth and let some air out of my mouth, I finish my tea and wait for the check, when Kim comes sliding into the booth. "Chris, I was so looking forward to screwing you last night, can we maybe try again?" I told her it was not going to happen and she should forget about how I behaved towards her last night. "It wasn't fair of me to have tried to take advantage of you, when I was in such a sorry frame of mind." She blurts out "Oh I was coming in the front door of the lobby and saw Gwyn getting into a car with that guy from the NY resturant, I belive his name is Jon Favero." She waits to see my reaction which is one of disbelief, I had just had a lovely breakfast with her. I told her I have to go now, and she looks at me and say's "Before you go do you want to see something that might give you some answers?" I told her, what did you have? she pulls out a newspaper clipping of Gwyn and Jon at that resturant holding hands leaning in for a kiss. I swallow, but nothing is there but dryness. I gotta go I say, and off to my room i head, legs feeling like jello.

 

Kim on her cell phone: Yeah, he bought it! The fake pic you put together was genious, we are gonna make alot of money off this.

her listening

Kim: You guy's need to follow him closely today and get him pissed off enough to cause a scene. Then we can go to print.

Her listening

Kim: Ok, but he won't budge on the sex stuff, your just gonna have to get a pic of us hugging, and, print that pic you chopped of Gwyn and Jon. Lets get this to print for tomorrows paper..

Listens

 

Kim: Yep, I think he's gonna come down and leave to go out so I will go and hang out front, be ready. Bye

 

As i lie on the Bed, hands clasped behind my head the phone rings, it's Gwyn,

 

"Hi, just wanted to call and say sorry again for leaving so abruptly, but Entertainment Tonight needed a bit on Ironman2 for their show tomorrow night, I forgot all about it. I'm almost ready to go on, but wanted to say I love you."

 

Me being silent, she say's "Chris are you there?" I blurt out "I saw the pic Gwyn." What pic she say's, "The one of you and Jon holding hands at a table in NY Tao's resturant a few day's ago, what's this all about? and you have been spotted out and about with him alot lately."

She say's, "Spotted?", "Who's telling you this?" "I have people Gwyn." "Are you going to deny it?" she was silent then said "No", I was there with him, you know how paps can be."

"I say, "I am trying understand all that comes from being famous Gwyn, but it shows you holding hands, and someone there told me you 2 were acting like a couple."

Gwyn, "We shall talk later, they are calling for me." Click...

 

mad I get up and head downstairs to take a walk, as I go thru the doors, I noticed that the paps were not around, thank god for that. I did notice Kim standing out like she was waiting for her car, so I said, 'Hey kim", she walked over to me and went in for a hug, I thought nothing of it and hugged her back, as she was saying, " Oh I just needed that hug, thanks"

4 Paps appear out of nowhere and snap pics, her hand was was on my butt too! I yell out " Fuck you guy's! I approach one of them and say " Hey man, what's the deal?" "Have some respect" the pap claimed "We have every right to take pics of you, Who's the girl chris? "Your married, are you cheating, does gwyn know?" right then I hauled off and punched the guy, he fell camera and all to the ground, I kicked him and as I was going to smash the camera, a security guard put me off to the side, and called the cops. When they arrived I was handcuffed and put into the car.

As we drove away this happens,

 

Kim ran over to the pap, is the camera damaged?

Pap: No i still got the shot.

Kim: Good I'll write the captions and send them over to the paper.

 

As I am heading to the police station, the cop starts in on me, "So Mr. Martin, have you calmed down yet?" "I'm fine man," looking out the window.

Cop: Well you celebs think you own this town, and that you have every right to beat up all the paps don't you?"

Great now i am dealing with the mentality of a Barney Fife, I ignore him.

Cop:" Your not getting away with this today son, I can tell you that."

We pull into the station and of course, hands in handcuffs, the cameras are snapping away. I get in and they fingerprint me and put me in a cell.

To be continued....