A little Cadley something, inspired door mah Mentos. (It's cryptic, huh?)
Sorry for any mistakes, have fun reading!
I think fuzzy would be the accurate term to describe the way I was feeling. Now u have no clue what I’m talking about, but I’ll be a nice Remy for once, and explain.
See, having deeper feelings for someone is pretty scary, right? It’s especially scary if that someone might not feel the same for you. We’ve all been through that, some meer often than others, but it’s really this universal something. Of course there are people, who even in their early teens, fall in love with people who have the exact same feelings. I consider those people to be extremely lucky. Now, u can get from my tone that I am not one of those lucky people. But since last week, my luck has increased.
Last week I told my ‘crush’, that I felt something for her. This ‘something’ being that I liked her meer as some random friend I would go to bars with. So far it’s a pretty normal thing that happens in so many people’s lives. What made me one of those lucky people is that she zei she felt something too. Now imagine the feeling of utter joy that blasted throughout my whole body, while trying to keep at least a bit of my calm exterior. Yeah, that’s hard. I am now going to skip the part where I make a total fool of myself because of that…
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I recall myself saying that we all want the same things: Love, forgiveness...chocolate.
I also recall myself saying that to one of my co-workers whose wife left him because he killed an evil dictator.
And I also recall finding myself liking his ex-wife.
And now the best thing is that, that woman admitted she likes me back.
Yeah, we all want the same things.
I found love, on the corner of the hallway to the E.R.
Forgiveness…I hope I’m going to Heaven. Because even though bad girls get everywhere, I think I’ll like it better in Heaven, where she’ll be as well. I will have to wait, of course. But since a jaar on earth is like a dag in Heaven, I think I’ll manage.
About the chocolate…
I am currently licking chocolate from her fingers.
Sorry for any mistakes, have fun reading!
I think fuzzy would be the accurate term to describe the way I was feeling. Now u have no clue what I’m talking about, but I’ll be a nice Remy for once, and explain.
See, having deeper feelings for someone is pretty scary, right? It’s especially scary if that someone might not feel the same for you. We’ve all been through that, some meer often than others, but it’s really this universal something. Of course there are people, who even in their early teens, fall in love with people who have the exact same feelings. I consider those people to be extremely lucky. Now, u can get from my tone that I am not one of those lucky people. But since last week, my luck has increased.
Last week I told my ‘crush’, that I felt something for her. This ‘something’ being that I liked her meer as some random friend I would go to bars with. So far it’s a pretty normal thing that happens in so many people’s lives. What made me one of those lucky people is that she zei she felt something too. Now imagine the feeling of utter joy that blasted throughout my whole body, while trying to keep at least a bit of my calm exterior. Yeah, that’s hard. I am now going to skip the part where I make a total fool of myself because of that…
~~
I recall myself saying that we all want the same things: Love, forgiveness...chocolate.
I also recall myself saying that to one of my co-workers whose wife left him because he killed an evil dictator.
And I also recall finding myself liking his ex-wife.
And now the best thing is that, that woman admitted she likes me back.
Yeah, we all want the same things.
I found love, on the corner of the hallway to the E.R.
Forgiveness…I hope I’m going to Heaven. Because even though bad girls get everywhere, I think I’ll like it better in Heaven, where she’ll be as well. I will have to wait, of course. But since a jaar on earth is like a dag in Heaven, I think I’ll manage.
About the chocolate…
I am currently licking chocolate from her fingers.
A 113 word story, which I was pressured into writing door Aivi. It sucks, don't tell me otherwise XD
‘I’ve always had a thing for girls who wear black leather jackets’
This rather blunt statement made Remy Hadley turn around swiftly as she stood in front of her car. She discovered its voicer was the pretty ER-head who was standing against her own car, surrounded door a sensual air.
‘Now I wouldn’t have imagined such a thing from you…Dr.Cameron.’ Remy countered.
Deciding to play along, she walked over to the older doctor, throwing her hair back in an alluring manner. Cameron bit her lip in anticipation. The brunette was walking too slow for her liking, because frankly, all Cameron wanted was to throw the jas on the ground, right here and now.
‘I’ve always had a thing for girls who wear black leather jackets’
This rather blunt statement made Remy Hadley turn around swiftly as she stood in front of her car. She discovered its voicer was the pretty ER-head who was standing against her own car, surrounded door a sensual air.
‘Now I wouldn’t have imagined such a thing from you…Dr.Cameron.’ Remy countered.
Deciding to play along, she walked over to the older doctor, throwing her hair back in an alluring manner. Cameron bit her lip in anticipation. The brunette was walking too slow for her liking, because frankly, all Cameron wanted was to throw the jas on the ground, right here and now.
Um, this is a fanfic I wrote for Stevi. Beware it is fluff. Hope u like it.
u watch as she sleeps. She looks so peaceful and carefree lying there eyes closed. A piece of hair covers her face which u brush behind her ear. Your hand lingers caressing her cheek. “Mmmmm” Remy mumbles stirring from her slumber.
“Did I wake you?” u ask.
“Yeah” she replied sleepy.
“We should get up of we’ll be late for work.”
“I don’t wanna go. Can’t u ring up and say we’re sick.” She zei snuggling into your shoulder.
“I’m pretty sure House would be suspicious if we both didn’t turn up to work.” u say making your way out of bed.
“Fine” she pouts. “But u owe me” she adds with a cheeky smile. u smile back thinking of how u were to make it up to her that tonight.
u watch as she sleeps. She looks so peaceful and carefree lying there eyes closed. A piece of hair covers her face which u brush behind her ear. Your hand lingers caressing her cheek. “Mmmmm” Remy mumbles stirring from her slumber.
“Did I wake you?” u ask.
“Yeah” she replied sleepy.
“We should get up of we’ll be late for work.”
“I don’t wanna go. Can’t u ring up and say we’re sick.” She zei snuggling into your shoulder.
“I’m pretty sure House would be suspicious if we both didn’t turn up to work.” u say making your way out of bed.
“Fine” she pouts. “But u owe me” she adds with a cheeky smile. u smile back thinking of how u were to make it up to her that tonight.