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was it worth the wait guys?

Oh my god dying at 'Gonna cover it up with my swag. My swagometer is off the scale' ahahaha I love this fanfic it's hilarious :') x

hahaa, thank you so muchhh!x

Chapter 12 (sooooooooooooooo sorry that we haven’t uploaded a chapter in aahhaagess but hopefully this will make up for it, enjoy x)

“Morning Ash!” I’m a merry one this morning. Why? Well, I had a date with a fittaaay and to top that off I slept over at his flat AND he lives with a sex god who I fancy the pants off. Sex god Stefan. Oh and Stefan also kissed me last night. Just to remind you, me and Stefan… kissed. Kissed. WE FUCKING KISSED. BEST FIVE SECONDS OF MY FUCKING LIFE.
“Morning beautiful” Boom Boom Boom I want you in my room.
“Sleep well?” Oh and I also slept in Ashley’s bed. With Ashley. With him. With him in the same bed. The same bed that I was in. Both of us. Together. In the same bed. No, nothing funky happened… unfortunately.
“Slept like a log, what about you?” Well, considering that I slept in the same bed as you there’s no need to even ask me that question as you already know the answer.
“Erm… alright I guess. But I had a really weird dream that I was in the same bed as a ridiculously good looking guy who I went out for dinner with that night. Weird, huh?” GETTING MY FLIRT ON.
“Well that’s weird because I also had a dream that I slept in the same bed as a ridiculously beautiful girl who I also went on a date with that night. How weird” Oooh, Ashley’s getting his flirt on too.
“Woah, that is weird. What did that girl look like?” I’m just begging for it now.
“Pink hair, brown eyes, gorgeous and I think her name was Annabelle? Or Daniella or Lilly or something like that.” Oi, cheeky.
“I think my guy was called Rashley or Bashley or Tashley or something like that” What? There’s no names that sound like Ashley.
“Nice names. You sure his name wasn’t Ashley?” Oh, he’s begging for it too.
“Ashley? Naah, definitely not” Yeah, that’s right.
“Oh, really? Well, maybe this might make you change your mind” OH MY GOD, WHAT IS HE GONNA DO? OKAY, HE’S APPROACHING ME. NOW, HE’S KISSING ME, AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
“Actually, I think his name was Mark” Ha, Ashley’s face. He just wants me to say it’s him now.
“No wait, yeah his name was Ashley. Actually, he looked exactly like you!”
“Come to think of it, I think the girl in my dream’s was called Isabella and she looked exactly like you too!”
“Well, that is so strange!”
Now we’re kissing again, afddgsiufhifdgjkrhjgrehiuterhiu I’m quaking like a jelly.
“Morni-“ SHIT, THAT’S STEFAN.
“Oh, Morning Stef!” Well, this is awkward…
“Morning mate”
“Hey…” He’s not his usual happy self, what is up with that? Grumpy Mcgrumpykins right there.
“I made you breakfast” Because I’m a kind person and care for his hunger. I also kind of put too much cereal in my bowl so had to get rid of most of it…
“I’m not hungry” UNGRATEFUL TWAT. HE DIDN’T EVEN THANK ME. But I forgive him because I am a kind person and who can resist that adorable face?
“Come on Stef, don’t be like that. At least thank her?” Aw, Ash sticking up for me like a gentleman. A real gentleman. You hear that Stefan? A REAL gentleman. Unlike you. I’M SORRY STEFAN, I LOVE YOU REALLY YOU BEAUTIFUL MAN. – see? I can’t stay mad at him. Even in my mind.
“Thanks.” Okay, just walk off then. Ruuuude.
“Mardy git.” I AGREE WITH YOU THERE.
“Anyway, where were we?” WE WERE KISSING ASHLEY. WE WERE KISSING PASSIONATELY.
“I’m not sure, you tell me?” Getting kinky, ha.
“Well, I think it was something like this” GRECECEFEWDENYJYJU NOW WE’RE KISSING…
OW. Just fell off the sofa and sex god Ashley is on top of me, CFESFSGSGSHTNNY. We’re still kissing by the way, has Ashley even noticed that we just fell off his annoyingly high sofa and my spine is now crippled. Owwww. I’m not gonna stop kissing him by the way, he’s obviously happy as it is…
Right, it’s 12:30 now, we’ve just finished watching a film. I say ‘watching’, but we were eating each other’s face off through the whole movie. Haven’t seen Stefan since this morning when he walked off. But as much as I love Ashley and want his babies, I’m getting bored of this and I want to see my girls.
“Ash, what time is it?” I know what time it is, but I need an excuse to get off him.
“Its half twelve babe” BABE? OMG.
“Ah shit! I need to see the girls!” That’s a good excuse…
“Aw why babe? Can I come?” THANK YOU ASHLEY, FOR FINALLY GETTING OFF ME, I HAVE A DEAD BODY NOW and no, no you can’t.
“Because er, I haven’t seen them in ages! And sorry but no, Dee said she has private matters…” EXCUSES.
“Oh, okay. Do you want me to drive you to your house?”
“Yes please. Can I go to the toilet and put some clothes on?” LET’S JUST MAKE THIS CLEAR, WE’RE NOT NAKED, WE’RE IN PYJAMAS.
“Yeah sure, I need to put some on as well…”
“I’ll be out in half an hour.”
“Okay babe” KISS MY FORHEAD?!… Yay, thanks;-)

Right. Lazy oaf Sweatshirt. Navy Skinny jeans. Red converse. Skull necklace. Makeup. Hair. DONE. if you’re wondering where I get all the clothes from, I put some extra clothes in my bag, you know… just in case.
Walking out da bathroom into da living rooooom… and Ashley’s there with everything. My bag, keys, phone, everything. And he looks hawwt. Black jeans, V neck grey shirt, and leather jacket. Fit.
“Hey beautiful. Dump your clothes here, I’ll wash everything and leave it for next time you stay round.” Erm, ok sexy pervert.
“Okay, thank you” -DUMPZ MA SUITCASE BEHIND THE DOOR-

So we’re in the car on the way to my crib.
We’re listening to the radio and Coldplay – Paradise has just come on. Tuuuune.
“I LOVE THIS SONG!” OMFG WE JUST SAID THAT AT THE SAME TIME! TWINNIES.
“You like Coldplay? Gay.” HAD TO BE SAID.
“They’re a good band! And I’m not gay, I like you, right?”
“Right!” –wiiiiink-
Are we even an item yet? Like, he hasn’t asked me properly but I’m new to this relationship stuff. I guess I’ll just have to wait until he says something to me.

“Bye Ashley”
“Bye babe” BYE SEX GOD.
KISSSSSSSSS FDJJSJCJJFJEJJWAI…
Right, he’s gone. -THROWZ MAH SHIZ ON THE KITCHEN TABLE-
Phone, phone, phone, where are you? OH THERE YOU ARE. MUST TEXT DIONNE.
‘Dee, my house, now. Bring the girls’
—-
‘OKAY’
She is a quick texter backerer…
With that done, time to relax and watch some TV. THE INBETWEENERS MOVIE, YES.

*KNOCK KNOCK*
Ew the girls are here. LOL JK, MY BABIES HAVE ARRIVED.
OPENING THE DOOOOOOOOR.
“IZZZZZZZZZZYYYYYYYY!” MY BABBBBIIIIEEESS!
“GIRRLLLS!” Awkward hug. More awkward than Voldemort’s hugs.
“I HAVE SO MUCH TO TELL YOU” I’m basically gonna tell them everything. Every little detail. Whether they like it or not.

Right now we’re sitting in a circle on the floor in my bedroom. They’re just staring at me.
“READY?”
“Never been more ready for anything Iz.” Oooh cheeky.
“Right, Ashley came over to my house yesterday to pick me up for our date and he looked absoloutely…”
….
“…and then he drove me home and now I’m here telling you about it all!”
They’re just staring at me, with their mouths open wide. Um.
“OH” Erm, Dee?
“MY” Abi?
“FUCKING” Always gotta have a bit of swearing in there, Abbie.
“GOD” How did I know Dionne was gonna say that?
“I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!” WELL YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT BABY!
“Well, it’s a hundred percent true abs!”
“You lucky sod! ANYWAY, ANGUS THRONGS AND PERFECT SNOGGING?’
“YES!” Eager Abbie?

2 movies and a whole lot of gossiping later, it’s 6pm. WOW.
“We’ve got to go Izzy!” NO DON’T BABIES.
“Do you have to? Argh, text me later girlies!” Even though I’ve ran out of credit, BOOOO.

It’s been an hour since the beautiful girls left, LONELY, I’M MRS LONELY, I HAVE NO BODY TO CALL M-
My lonely singing has been interrupted by someone a knock, knock, knocking at my door. Ruuude. I MUST GO INVESTIGATE!
Making my way down stairs now. Ooops, just tripped up. Gonna cover it up with my swag. My swagometer is off the scale. Woah, I’m weird. Okay, I’m at the doorio.
OPENING THE DOOOOR.
What the-
“Hi”
“Hello…”
STEFAN WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!

Bitch I thought of Miranda

bitch, i love miranda

ah okay I get what you mean, the one I read that was similar the only phrase copied was sex god, so that just made me think they were using that style. I love your fan fic, its like Georga Nicloson, Miranda and TMB all rolled into one *me gusta*

ah right, and thank you so much! i love miranda, just saying x

I love this fanfic, but thinking about it. The writing style is similar to the Georga Nicloson books (Angus thongs and perfect snogging e.c.t.) So maybe people are using that writing style ? sorry if this come across as rude but I'm not trying To be rude or anything

yeah, i get what you mean but it’s because some people who have wrote fanfics have been reading ours and like giving their opinions and saying they liked it and stuff that’s all but it’s not the style of writing that bothers me it’s when people steal phrases and the storyline from it:-/

NOOOOOO DON'T YOU EVEN DARE STOP THIS FAN FIC

we’re not, don’t worry!

yeah it was :) Oh sorry about the phrases i didnt even realise id done it! sorryy xx

it’s okay, we forgive you!xx

Ahaha yeh as of tuesday... triple ICT and had a stefan related dream the night before ;) xx

ooooh, niice;-) gonna have a read now!xx

Having a mini panic attack!! Was that post about, me I'm sorry if I did, I don't even know what the style is :/ xx

noooooooooo! not at all, i didn’t even realise you had a fanfic! don’t worry lovey, it’s not about you:-)xx

thank you! im sure other people will want to read it too :) oh and sorry if i copied you :/ but i did ask :)

you’re welcome, i’ll take your word for it!:-) oh on anon, that was you? you asked if you could use them same style so i said yes but you stole phrases when you said you wouldn’t:-/

Fanfiction

me neither

Idek why we bother

bother to do what?

Coughbelowwwcoff

YES! WHY HAVE WE NOT TALKED ABOUT THIS? I DIDN’T THINK YOU THOUGHT IT.

I AM SURE! please dont stop i'll cry if you do :(

okay, i’ll carry it on just for you! don’t want you crying now;-)