THANK YOU, THEN. i didn't see it cause it looked stupid. :laugh4:!!

 

working on chapter 6 now! i'm in a writing mood. :wacko:!!

yaaay hope u post soon haaa lol x

EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN.

CHAPTER 6

 

 

 

 

TWO MONTHS LATER

Grace sat at the foot of the bed watching her tears fall onto her jeans. There was a knock at the door. "Come in." she sobbed.

Out of corner of her eye Grace saw Chris’s figure in the doorway. She looked up, he looked so worried, and so angry for some reason. He didn’t burst out with "Oh my God what’s wrong?" or "Are you okay tell me everything!", instead, he just walked in the room and sat next to her. They were silent for a few minutes. "What happened this time?" Chris asked softly.

She sobbed louder. "I tried to ask him about the perfume."

He nodded, completely understanding. "Go on." he said a little softer.

Grace tried to calm herself down to talk. "He just got so angry. I said, ‘Just tell me why you bought that perfume and hid it from me.’ So we fought for a while. A long while. Then when I tried to leave, he…"

More silence. Chris waited patiently while looking at the swelling on her neck. Anger was swelling inside him.

"He grabbed me by the neck and pushed me up the wall. I, I tried to get him to stop but he was just so strong. So strong. Chris, I didn’t think he was going to let go."

Chris could just barely hear what she was saying. She was hysterical. He quickly pulled her in for a hug. She cried in his arms. She cried and cried, mumbling things here and there that he couldn’t understand. Chris felt like a failure. He should’ve told her how he felt earlier. She could not be in this mess. Even if he didn’t, he should protect her. She was so warm, so loving, she didn’t deserve all this abuse.

"How do I get out?" Grace finally said, pulling herself together. "How do I leave?"

He wiped a stray hair out of her face. "Tomorrow night. Tell him you’re leaving, leave your ring and I’ll wait outside in the car. We’ll go to that new art show you wanted to see."

"That’s in Boston." She chuckled, wiping her face.

"So? We’ll go to Boston. You need to be happy, Grace. You can’t put up with this. Grace, you’re such a wonderful person, you deserve to be with someone who loves you. Makes sure you have your chocolate cheesecake every Friday night. Makes sure your safe. Your protected."

He couldn’t take his eyes off her, she couldn’t either. His hand was now on her knee, and they were just staring into each other’s eyes. Grace finally looked away for a few seconds, then back at his bright blue eyes. "Okay. Chris, I love you so much." She hugged him again.

"I love you too." Chris said, gently running his fingers through her hair. "I love you too."

 

 

and that'll be it for me tonight. -bows-

 

hope you like it! :D

awwww that is soo sweet thanks for that

:) your really good i love them together x

you're too nice. :nice::heart:!!!

:) xx

just speaking the truth

EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN.

CHAPTER 6

 

 

 

 

TWO MONTHS LATER

Grace sat at the foot of the bed watching her tears fall onto her jeans. There was a knock at the door. "Come in." she sobbed.

Out of corner of her eye Grace saw Chris’s figure in the doorway. She looked up, he looked so worried, and so angry for some reason. He didn’t burst out with "Oh my God what’s wrong?" or "Are you okay tell me everything!", instead, he just walked in the room and sat next to her. They were silent for a few minutes. "What happened this time?" Chris asked softly.

She sobbed louder. "I tried to ask him about the perfume."

He nodded, completely understanding. "Go on." he said a little softer.

Grace tried to calm herself down to talk. "He just got so angry. I said, ‘Just tell me why you bought that perfume and hid it from me.’ So we fought for a while. A long while. Then when I tried to leave, he…"

More silence. Chris waited patiently while looking at the swelling on her neck. Anger was swelling inside him.

"He grabbed me by the neck and pushed me up the wall. I, I tried to get him to stop but he was just so strong. So strong. Chris, I didn’t think he was going to let go."

Chris could just barely hear what she was saying. She was hysterical. He quickly pulled her in for a hug. She cried in his arms. She cried and cried, mumbling things here and there that he couldn’t understand. Chris felt like a failure. He should’ve told her how he felt earlier. She could not be in this mess. Even if he didn’t, he should protect her. She was so warm, so loving, she didn’t deserve all this abuse.

"How do I get out?" Grace finally said, pulling herself together. "How do I leave?"

He wiped a stray hair out of her face. "Tomorrow night. Tell him you’re leaving, leave your ring and I’ll wait outside in the car. We’ll go to that new art show you wanted to see."

"That’s in Boston." She chuckled, wiping her face.

"So? We’ll go to Boston. You need to be happy, Grace. You can’t put up with this. Grace, you’re such a wonderful person, you deserve to be with someone who loves you. Makes sure you have your chocolate cheesecake every Friday night. Makes sure your safe. Your protected."

He couldn’t take his eyes off her, she couldn’t either. His hand was now on her knee, and they were just staring into each other’s eyes. Grace finally looked away for a few seconds, then back at his bright blue eyes. "Okay. Chris, I love you so much." She hugged him again.

"I love you too." Chris said, gently running his fingers through her hair. "I love you too."

 

 

 

and that'll be it for me tonight. -bows-

 

hope you like it! :D

 

ahhhhh!!!! really, really, really, really, fantastically great!! :nice:

 

"Will Chris ever stop crying in fanfics??" :lol::lol::lol:

 

:lol: i was thinking the same thing! :P

EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN.

CHAPTER 6

 

 

 

 

TWO MONTHS LATER

Grace sat at the foot of the bed watching her tears fall onto her jeans. There was a knock at the door. "Come in." she sobbed.

Out of corner of her eye Grace saw Chris’s figure in the doorway. She looked up, he looked so worried, and so angry for some reason. He didn’t burst out with "Oh my God what’s wrong?" or "Are you okay tell me everything!", instead, he just walked in the room and sat next to her. They were silent for a few minutes. "What happened this time?" Chris asked softly.

She sobbed louder. "I tried to ask him about the perfume."

He nodded, completely understanding. "Go on." he said a little softer.

Grace tried to calm herself down to talk. "He just got so angry. I said, ‘Just tell me why you bought that perfume and hid it from me.’ So we fought for a while. A long while. Then when I tried to leave, he…"

More silence. Chris waited patiently while looking at the swelling on her neck. Anger was swelling inside him.

"He grabbed me by the neck and pushed me up the wall. I, I tried to get him to stop but he was just so strong. So strong. Chris, I didn’t think he was going to let go."

Chris could just barely hear what she was saying. She was hysterical. He quickly pulled her in for a hug. She cried in his arms. She cried and cried, mumbling things here and there that he couldn’t understand. Chris felt like a failure. He should’ve told her how he felt earlier. She could not be in this mess. Even if he didn’t, he should protect her. She was so warm, so loving, she didn’t deserve all this abuse.

"How do I get out?" Grace finally said, pulling herself together. "How do I leave?"

He wiped a stray hair out of her face. "Tomorrow night. Tell him you’re leaving, leave your ring and I’ll wait outside in the car. We’ll go to that new art show you wanted to see."

"That’s in Boston." She chuckled, wiping her face.

"So? We’ll go to Boston. You need to be happy, Grace. You can’t put up with this. Grace, you’re such a wonderful person, you deserve to be with someone who loves you. Makes sure you have your chocolate cheesecake every Friday night. Makes sure your safe. Your protected."

He couldn’t take his eyes off her, she couldn’t either. His hand was now on her knee, and they were just staring into each other’s eyes. Grace finally looked away for a few seconds, then back at his bright blue eyes. "Okay. Chris, I love you so much." She hugged him again.

"I love you too." Chris said, gently running his fingers through her hair. "I love you too."

 

 

and that'll be it for me tonight. -bows-

 

hope you like it! :D

:wacky::wacky:

I LOVED IT CHRISTINA!!! :heart::D:heart::D!!!

i'm GLAD! :smug::D!!

:D cant wait to see what happens between chris and grace's ex

maybe a fight haa lol x

who knows? :laugh4:!!

aww yay!! they better get together!!

Brilliant!!thank you!

Christina, well written, it was soooo good!!! maybe he needs to get Will to go and kick Michaels Ass, or just stand there and give him that famous scarey look:laugh3:

Everything under the sun, oooo the drama it's so good!!

 

Chapter 5 was very sad as was chapter 6 but at least now Chris can come to the rescue and get Grace away from that jerk of a fiance. Can't wait to see what happens next!

you guys rock. seriously. you're encoraging me way too much, but i love it. :laugh4:!!

Green Tea 2

 

 

 

 

The alarm clock goes off on time at 7am.

And although I have not slept much the previous night, I'm awake now.

Because I remember: As of now I am the personal flight attendant from C. And for the whole European tour!

And do not forget also, my breathtaking experience with C. aboard the private jet...

I jump under the shower, put on me and unpack my things together.

The private jet starts at 11am and still waiting on me before a lot of work.

With my suitcase in hand, I do on the way down to the hotel restaurant to have breakfast.

I'm waiting for the elevator, when suddenly someone is beside me and says "Good morning". C. I had expected at this moment at least, and therefore also pathetic is my answer.

The whole night I have presented how it will be to him again and now I feel completely overwhelmed.

My heart races, I start to sweat and my stomach is already 1000 butterflies.

C. grins at me and opens me the door to the elevator. We are both in this elevator? Together in a small space? With this thought I begin to tremble.

The door closes, the lift moves downwards.

We stand side by side, look at us again and again, but none of us said a word.

Slowly this scene is unbearable for me, but what should I do?

The temperature in the cabin seems to be increasing steadily, or is this only my imagination?

Suddenly a polter, a rumble - the elevator is standing. We are stuck between two floors.

C. pushes a few buttons, but nothing happens. Also, the emergency does not seem to work.

C. turns to me: "Well, here we seem to have a little problem. But hopefully it will not last long. Anyone there must be finally noticed that we are gone. Is everything okay with you? You look so pale suddenly. "

Oh no, not with me is ok! Aside from that makes me closer to C. quite nervous, I have claustrophobia and become jammed in the elevator from minute to minute restless.

"Everything okay" I reply anyway, "I only have claustrophobia."

"Oh, that's not good. Breathe in and out quietly and try to relax yourself. "

Me relax? Very funny! I sit out in a room of perhaps 4 qm’s size with my panic and the man I so much desire that I regularly get soft knee as soon as I see him.

"You could also try it with yoga," C. talks continued, "that is incredibly relaxing. If I'm nervous or angry, it helps me always off. "

Well thank you also, I think. In my opinion, there are lots of other things that now would be helpful - at least for me...

"I have to sit" I say only, "it will certainly equal better."

"Waiting" replied C., pulls a black hoodie from his backpack and spreads from those on the ground. "So now you can set yourself."

"Thank you, but you have always a hoodie with you?" I ask, "Today there are 35 °C!"

"Mmh, I'm a bit paranoid and constantly afraid I have to catch a cold and then to lose my voice. So I always have so much to me, among other things, something to draw on." he tells me and is close to me.

Our arms are touching, this direct proximity makes me dizzy...

Because I hear a loud growl of the stomach of C. and immediately responded: "Oh my God, I'm so hungry! I was just on his way to breakfast. And why it takes so long here? "

Now I start in my luggage and give C. shortly thereafter, with a smile on the face, a big chocolate bar. "I'm probably a little paranoid - I've always chocolate with me. That's no breakfast, but better than nothing. "

"And what about you?" C. asks, "Do you want nothing?"

"No thanks, I'm so hungry at morning. I would prefer coffee. "

C. makes itself, without more hesitation, about the chocolate bars ago. But the last piece arrived, he suddenly stops. He takes it in the mouth that a piece looks out and bends over to me. His face is so close to my, that the chocolate touches my lips. I open my mouth to bite, but C. is faster - he swallows the piece down and kisses me.

His mouth tastes like chocolate - so sweet, so warm and so wet ... I reciprocate his kisses and the rest of my claustrophobia suddenly disappeared. In my mind, only is C.

I sink to the ground and pull gently with me C. While we continue to kiss, my hands begin to explore his body. I feel his soft skin, his strong muscles and his chest hair. Every millimetre of C. I would like to caress and pamper.

Short logs on my conscience: "What are you doing right now? You can not just descend on him. What should he just think of you? "I think a moment, but now C. mutters:" Oh please do not stop! "

Okay, now I definitely know that his thoughts in the same direction as mine.

Thus encouraged, I cover his shoulders and turn it around quickly, so I come up to lie. I am committed to him and pull him the shirt on his head.

Well, since there is no longer interfering substance in the way, I can still C. intensive care and massage.

I kissed his neck, his chest, my tongue playing with his nipples.

C. breaks before the arousal sweat from the whole body - I love it when he is so sweat

My hands move lower, they go through some point between his legs and C. groaning out loud.

I open his trousers and start the content closer to investigate. And what I find, damn! it feels good ...

"Hello? Is there somebody? "Suddenly heard a voice from the loudspeaker and we wince as the razor tarantula together. “The fault is fixed immediately!"

We jump to, C. closes his trousers with a slight regret, pulls his shirt on and I direct my clothes as much as possible. It is completely wrinkled and my hair looks bad.

C. looks pretty contrite to me: "Damn, must be calculated to repair the fault now?"

He gives me a long kiss, but since the elevator is already in motion, the doors open and we are stand next to us quickly.

The other band members are grinning in front of the elevator and J. says: "What have you inside only as long driven? Was the elevator really broken or do you have pushed the stop button? "

I get a red head and would prefer to sink in the ground.

"That probably would you like to know?" C. replied to J.’s question and then turns around to me: "What is breakfast? I owe you at least a chocolate bar." And then, so softly that only I can hear it:" On our flight today, I am already looking forward. Perhaps we can to make the point at which we have just been interrupted ...“

 

 

:bomb:! that was great, nicole! well done!

iii loove it !! AMAZING lool really good cant wait for the next scene ;) x

WoAH!!!!:sweatdrop::smoking: Ummm... very good!!!!!

Thanks all :)

But it's really very hard work for me, to write this all in english... :(

Nicole, You do a great job with english, i think we all can read what you write:kiss:

*stone of my heart fall*

You write better than me! (cos I cant write at all) and English is my first language! I am VERY jealous ;)

Nicole is amazing!! :thumbsup:

 

I've become addicted to FanFic over the past few days...I cannot believe I never saw this stuff earlier!