Excuse me for being dumb LittleMissMessy but- where is it? :P

The first 3 chapters are starting somewhere page 25 of this thread. The rest is uploaded elsewhere ;)

Where is elsewhere? :thinking:

Where is elsewhere? :thinking:

At a more private place ;) as I wasn't feeling too comfortable with the fact that literally EVERYONE was/is able to read the stuff.

Can I read it? PLEAAAASSSSSSSSSDEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Can I read it? PLEAAAASSSSSSSSSDEEEEEEEEEEEE!

You can start by reading chapters # 1 - # 3 ;)

 

Chapter No. 1

 

http://www.coldplaying.com/forum/showpost.php?p=2724306&postcount=375

 

 

Chapter No. 2

 

http://www.coldplaying.com/forum/showpost.php?p=2724306&postcount=381

 

 

Chapter No. 3

 

http://www.coldplaying.com/forum/showpost.php?p=2724306&postcount=403

 

I've read those :P, Now the next ones! :dance:

Okay ...

 

Big round of applause for everyone who made it reading all my chapters until now. You've deserved yourself a pat on the shoulder. ;)

 

I have just uploaded my final (for the moment) chapter # 42 (yes, :laugh3: ).

 

However, as this whole thing became some sort of addiction to me and because I really enjoyed it, I have continued to write, but more in a fun way. I am not sure whether anything of the things I have written so far will ever get published?!

 

Enjoy! :)

 

I just read it and I loved it!! The whole story was amazing, and the ending was soooo cute. :heart: I hope you continue it. :wacky:

^ I wish I could read them all :( :P

^ I wish I could read them all :( :P

Is there someone who feels a little left out?!?!? :P

 

Anyway, just watch your inbox within the next few minutes ;)

I just read it and I loved it!! The whole story was amazing, and the ending was soooo cute. :heart: I hope you continue it. :wacky:

As writing became some sort of a new hobby to me I have of course started writing again.

Nothing new though but some kind of sequel ;)

More drama to come :laugh3:

Come Back And Look For Me [CHAPTER FOUR]

 

 

 

 

"Wake up, wake up man!" I heard as I opened my eyes. It was the taxi driver. "Where are we then, mate?" I asked, looking around. It was a strange place. "You won't belive me, but I'll tell you anyway! We are in heaven!" he said, staring into my eyes. "Shut up!" I said, standing up. It was a wierd place, where ever it was. "Where are we?" I demanded. "It is heaven!" he replied. "Where's all the clouds? Where's god?" I asked, with a grin on my face. "That's just a myth, I guess. We are both dead!" he said, laughing. "This isn't funny, mate. This isn't funny at all. If we are dead, how did we die?" I asked. "A lorry crashed into us, up on the motorway! We are dead. I can prove it, come with me and I will introduce you to God." he said.

 

Laughing as I walked, I followed him. There was lots of people around on the softest road I have ever walked across. There were no trees and no cars. There were not many children around and lots of old people. There were also lots of baby. There was lots of escalators with people going up and down them. As far as I could see there was a gate, a massive one, painted white. "What's your name?" I asked to the taxi driver. "My name is Moses" he said, smiling. "Really? That is my son's name, I better give him a call and Gwyneth!" I said, gritting my teeth. "A call? I bet you that you can't find a phone box!" Moses said, laughing. "Alright, alright! Where the hell are we? Tell me the truth! What is going on?" I demanded. "I can answer that!" said a voice from behind, I turned round. The man was the spitting image of my grandfather. "Grandad?" I asked. "Oh hey God!" said Lukas. I looked to Lukas who was smiling. "Well arn't you going to say hello to God, Chris?" asked Lukas.

 

Come Back And Look For Me [CHAPTER FIVE]

 

 

 

 

"Um...Hello, God?" I said, staring at the man who stopped me in my steps. It was my grandad. I am sure of it. "Look! What is happening? You look like my Grandad and apparently I am dead and I am in heaven!" I said, looking at "God". "Well, I am God! And you, Chris Martin, are in heaven. You see me as you Grandfather because he is the person you most missed in your life. God is anyone you want him to be and you want God to be your grandfather. Moses here see's me as his father who died at the age of 30. This little girl beside me see's me as her mother, who is alive, on earth" said God. "This all seems like a joke! Are you joking. I'll never see Gwyneth again?" I asked and at that moment, God morphed into Gwyneth. "Gwyneth! Your here!" I said, staring at her. "Isn't this great?" she replied. "How is Moses?" I asked and at the moment, she morphed into little Moses. "Moses! Moses! Oh how I miss you!" I said, as I walked over to hug him but my arms went straight through him. "I guess, I can't touch you but remember Moses I love you and your sister v-" before I could say anything else, he morphed into Apple. "Apple! My darling daughter!" I said, "I miss you so much!".

 

God morphed back into my grandfather. "So, I'm dead then." I said. "Yes, you are!" he replied, walking towards me. "You have been very bad, Chris. You took drugs behind your family's backs and ran away from your loving wife!" he said. "I know, I know, I got it all wrong!" I replied, starting to cry. "I've got an option for you" said God. He continued, "I can send you back to your old life on the condition that you look after your family. They will not be able to recognise you and you have got them to love you again, that is your task, You need to marry Gwyneth again and when you do that, you stay. If you do one bad thing, you will come straight back here!" he said, smiling. "I'm not sure!" I replied, looking at the floor. "Chris, you can either make amends and see your family again or never, ever see them again" he said, putting his hand on my shoulder. "Okay, okay. I'll do it!" I said, smiling. "Good, good, when I clap your hands, you will be back where you died, everything will be like what it was before except no one will know who you are, your children will also still be alive but they don't know who their father is and neither does Gwyneth. You need to convince them and get married to Gwyneth and never do a bad thing again!" he said. "I'm not sure If I'm-" God clapped his hands. "Ready" I said. I was back on earth.

 

Come Back And Look For Me [CHAPTER FIVE]

 

 

 

 

"Um...Hello, God?" I said, staring at the man who stopped me in my steps. It was my grandad. I am sure of it. "Look! What is happening? You look like my Grandad and apparently I am dead and I am in heaven!" I said, looking at "God". "Well, I am God! And you, Chris Martin, are in heaven. You see me as you Grandfather because he is the person you most missed in your life. God is anyone you want him to be and you want God to be your grandfather. Moses here see's me as his father who died at the age of 30. This little girl beside me see's me as her mother, who is alive, on earth" said God. "This all seems like a joke! Are you joking. I'll never see Gwyneth again?" I asked and at that moment, God morphed into Gwyneth. "Gwyneth! Your here!" I said, staring at her. "Isn't this great?" she replied. "How is Moses?" I asked and at the moment, she morphed into little Moses. "Moses! Moses! Oh how I miss you!" I said, as I walked over to hug him but my arms went straight through him. "I guess, I can't touch you but remember Moses I love you and your sister v-" before I could say anything else, he morphed into Apple. "Apple! My darling daughter!" I said, "I miss you so much!".

 

God morphed back into my grandfather. "So, I'm dead then." I said. "Yes, you are!" he replied, walking towards me. "You have been very bad, Chris. You took drugs behind your family's backs and ran away from your loving wife!" he said. "I know, I know, I got it all wrong!" I replied, starting to cry. "I've got an option for you" said God. He continued, "I can send you back to your old life on the condition that you look after your family. They will not be able to recognise you and you have got them to love you again, that is your task, You need to marry Gwyneth again and when you do that, you stay. If you do one bad thing, you will come straight back here!" he said, smiling. "I'm not sure!" I replied, looking at the floor. "Chris, you can either make amends and see your family again or never, ever see them again" he said, putting his hand on my shoulder. "Okay, okay. I'll do it!" I said, smiling. "Good, good, when I clap your hands, you will be back where you died, everything will be like what it was before except no one will know who you are, your children will also still be alive but they don't know who their father is and neither does Gwyneth. You need to convince them and get married to Gwyneth and never do a bad thing again!" he said. "I'm not sure If I'm-" God clapped his hands. "Ready" I said. I was back on earth.

 

 

COOL!

:D :D :dance:

Simon, very very cool story!!!!!:D

Kirsten, The whole story was really, really good!!!! Is there wedding bells and lots of drama yet to come:P, thanks for the great ride... It was excellent!!!

Kirsten, The whole story was really, really good!!!! Is there wedding bells and lots of drama yet to come:P, thanks for the great ride... It was excellent!!!

:laugh3:

 

Drama: YES!! (with capital letters!!!)

Drama seems to be my middle name, you see :wink3:

 

Wedding bells: I guess that would be too cheesy, wouldn't it?!? :confused:

But of course nothing is impossible ;)

 

Really glad that you enjoyed reading it :)

I re-read it again as well and noticed some writing/wording mistakes so at one point I will probably have to spell-check everything ;)

Schoolboys--Chapter 8

This chapter is a little strange, but I can't seem to fix it, so...I hope it's okay. :P

 

 

 

Will’s POV

 

I wasn’t sure how to react to the strange scene that had just unfolded before me. I admit, I’d found it hilarious...until Chris got really upset. Then I was just confused, and somewhat nervous. My weak attempts to keep the peace failed, and he ended up stalking off.

 

I looked sideways at Guy and winced; the poor kid was practically shaking. “Wow...that was...”

 

“Whatever.” interrupted Guy, wrapping his arms around his knees.

 

“Yeah, you were good though. He is pretty hands-on, isn’t he?” I smiled despite myself.

 

“I didn’t mean to insult him or anything.” Guy said quickly, defending himself. I didn’t know why he was bothering with that; I knew he hadn’t meant any harm.

 

“I know.” I assured Guy, glancing at him again. I held out the plate of fries, but he shook his head.

 

“No, thanks.”

 

“You sure? You didn’t eat anything.”

 

He shrugged, pulling himself up from the ground. “I’m not hungry, sorry...” he muttered offhandedly. “I’ll see you, Will.”

 

“Yeah, sure...” I said cautiously as he walked away. I watched him until he disappeared through the nearest door, and then groaned. I grabbed the plate of fries and dumped it in the trash, having lost my appetite.

 

I went through the rest of the day without dwelling on the strange incident...until I met Chris in the hallway. He greeted me cheerfully enough; he wasn’t sulking or moping. He only seemed a little more subdued than usual. “Hey.” he said.

 

“Hey...” I responded cautiously.

 

“I’m sorry, mate...” he mumbled hurriedly.

 

“Why are you apologizing to me?”

 

He shrugged and looked at the wall. I continued, “Guy’s worried he’s upset you, so you might want to talk to him.”

 

“Okay, okay!” he said, holding up his hands in defeat. “It’s just...” I was horrified to see the beginnings of tears in his eyes. “Never mind...”

 

“What?” I pressed. “What are you trying to say?”

 

“God, I don’t know, okay? I’m just afraid that he’s right.”

 

“Right about what?” I asked, thoroughly confused. But I could see Chris wasn’t going to answer me. He looked horrified, as if he’d said something terrible he wasn’t supposed to. “Chris, what...?” By the time I got the word out, he’d already sprinted halfway down the hall, and was showing no signs of slowing down.

 

Since it was the end of the day, I took a risk and followed him. I dumped my stuff on the ground and took off. Chris led me out the doors and behind the school, clambering over the fence to the football field. I wondered why the hell he was running so far, but then I realized it was probably because I was chasing him. Yes, that made sense.

 

I ran around the fence instead of hopping it, and I caught up with him when he leaped over a fallen log and skidded to a sudden halt. We had reached the small stream that ran into the woods behind the school. I had a feeling Chris would have swam the thing if I hadn’t grabbed onto his jacket and hauled him back. “Let go! Let go of me!” he screeched, clawing at the bark of a nearby tree.

 

“Why are you running?” I demanded.

 

“Why the fuck are you running after me?” he cried.

 

“What’s wrong with you?”

 

“I’m not the one who chased me into the bloody woods!” he groaned.

 

“Yeah, well I’m not the one who keeps freaking out, am I?”

 

Chris let out a moan of frustration, and without warning, he slid to the ground. “I’m tired.” he said simply. “I’m tired, Will.”

 

“Of what?” I snapped.

 

“Life. I hate it.” he muttered absently, leaning his head against the tree. I was scared; he was starting to freak me out. I didn’t know what to do.

 

“Are you okay?” I asked, not knowing what else to say.

 

He sniffed slightly and buried his head in his hands.

 

“Chris?” I asked cautiously, putting a hand on the tree.

 

“No.” he said miserably, blinking up at me. “I feel like I’m...Shit, why am I telling you this? I’m sorry. For running...I’m sorry.” He stood up abruptly and pushed his way past me.

 

“But...”

 

“Let’s go back, yeah?” He wiped his eyes on his sleeve.

 

“Chris.”

 

“Come on.” he said, plastering a false grin on his face. “It’s fine, let’s go.”

 

 

oh no, poor chris :cry:

aww bless chris xx

Chris :(

very nice chapter :D

Aww poor Chris.

 

You're writing is great. :)

I know what that part is referring to Killjoy Kyra *snigger@u*

 

and eet eez coming out well

:laugh3:

 

Drama: YES!! (with capital letters!!!)

Drama seems to be my middle name, you see :wink3:

 

Wedding bells: I guess that would be too cheesy, wouldn't it?!? :confused:

But of course nothing is impossible ;)

 

Really glad that you enjoyed reading it :)

I re-read it again as well and noticed some writing/wording mistakes so at one point I will probably have to spell-check everything ;)

 

 

<333333

Come Back And Look For Me [CHAPTER SIX]

 

WARNING: CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE

 

 

 

 

"Get off the road you dickhead!" Is what I heard as I opened my eyes. I was in the middle of the motorway, holding up traffic. I guess this is where I died. I stood up. "Sorry everyone, I will move now, sorry for the inconvenience" I said, looking around. I was definetely back on earth but where on earth was a different question. I ran off the motorway and down an embankment where I found a street. I looked at the steet sign. "It's Violet Hill!" I shouted in excitement, I knew where I was. I ran to sit down on a bench.

 

What can I do now? I have no money and no one knows me. I put my hands together and prayed to God. "God, I now know that you are there, please, please help me on my journey. I have no money, how do I get back home?" I said and at that moment a car pulled up. The window went down and the driver, a tall man, told me to get in. I got in. "Who are you?" I asked as he began to drive. "I'm just a nice person, a well wisher. Where would you like to go?" he asked. "Do you know where The Bakery is?" I asked, relaxing. "Oh yeah, the place where Coldplay hang out!" he replied, smiling. "They are my favourite band" he continued. "Thank you!" I said, smiling. "Why did you say thank you?" he said, looking puzzled. "I'm Chris Martin, the lead singer!" I said, looking proud. He laughed. "Haha! Who the hell is the Chris Martin?" he said, continuing to laugh.

 

"Are you joking with me here?" I asked, my head in my hands. "How many members are there?" I continued, shaking my head. "Four, everyone knows that! There is Will on drums, Guy on Bass, Jonny on lead guitar and who can forget the lead singer, Bono!" He proclaimed. "Bono!" I shouted. "BONO!"