| Fan Fiction |
by juicyy
Jessica wearily drifted to her car carrying a bunch of folders in her arms. She was still exhausted from pulling an all-nighter at work the night before. Juggling the mountain of paper work in her arms, Jessica tried to fish the keys out of her Fendi handbag. �Shit,� she cursed as her keys made a clinking noise after hitting the cement. She knelt down, trying to balance her folders in one arm and trying gain proportion while squatting on her high heels. Jessica was no ballerina. She lost her balance and toppled over to one side. The folders immediately slipped out of her arms and scattered all over the ground. Jessica gritted her teeth and screamed, �What the f**k is wrong with me these days?�
�Hmmm...how do I tell thee, let me count the ways,� a voice replied teasingly from behind Jessica. She quickly jerked her head around to find a smiling Louis standing behind her. He was a totally different person outside of work.
�Freak,� she said beneath her breath as she tried to gather her folders into a neat little pile. Being a gallant gentleman that he was, Louis knelt down beside Jessica and helped her pick up her paper.
�I can handle this,� she said in a bleak tone while snatching a file from beneath Louis�s hands.
�Sheesh...talk about ungrateful. Who bought you dinner last night?� He reminded, grabbing the folder back from Jessica. Louis gave her a playful little smirk.
�Psht...a measly little burger is all I get for sacrificing my beauty sleep? You know how many facials I need to get rid of these bags?� Jessica blurted angrily while pointing to her captivating eyes. Louis laughed as he looked at her. He was getting lost in her shiny, dark eyes as he continued to stare deeper. He felt like he had lost control over his body and mind. So in a mere second, Louis could feel his own lips lightly brush Jessica�s soft, cherry lips. He didn�t know what went over him as he leaned in and kissed her.
The moment disappeared almost as instantly as it came. Louis realized what he was doing and quickly pulled away. He said softly, �Sorry...I didn�t mean...to...� But before he could finish his sentence, he got up and scampered quickly towards his car and raced away.
Jessica was still too dumbstruck to realized what just happened. She was still kneeling on the ground trying to digest the event that just occurred. �Did he just kiss me?� She thought to herself as she touched the spot on her lips where he had kissed her. It happened too fast for Jessica to clearly understand what just happened a moment ago. She plopped down on the ground, still too shocked to move.
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�I�ll have an order of the Top Sirloin Cap Steak, median rare, an order of Chicken in Marsala with Rosemary, and an order of Grilled Salmon and Basil with Mint Salad,� Michelle smirked, �oh and of course a bottle of your finest red wine.� Michelle handed the waiter the menu and smiled, winking tauntingly at Ron at the same time.
�What about you, sir?� The waiter asked politely. Ron looked at as pale as a ghost when heard what Michelle just ordered. He�s going to be in debt for at least another ten years if she keeps this up.
�Ehhh...just water for me, thanks,� Ron squeaked. He handed the waiter the menu while wiping the cold sweat off his forehead with a napkin.
�Awwww...Ronnie isn�t hungry?� Michelle said sarcastically. Of course she couldn�t possibly finish all the food off herself, but she knew Ron would be broke for years after this meal. �I�ll be right back, I have to go wash my hands,� Michelle grinned from ear to ear as she got up from her seat.
Ron waited until Michelle was out of site, then he started to bang his head continuously on the table, �What did I ever do to deserve this?� Ron�s groan could be heard throughout the entire restaurant.
�Omigosh, Ron? What are you doing here?� Ron yanked his head up from the table to find a smiling Tavia staring down at him. She was wearing a low cut top with a pair of low rise jeans. She looked like she just stepped out from a magazine cover. �Who are you with?� Tavia asked suspiciously, looking at the second glass of water sitting across from Ron.
�I�m...uh...here uh...with my uhh...sister,� Ron stuttered, �What about you?� He didn�t want Tavia to know he was out with Michelle. Ron�s eyes would twitch like crazy whenever he lied, but lucky for him, the lights in the restaurant was too dim for Tavia to notice. She would throw a gasket if she knew Ron lied and was with her enemy.
�I�m here with my friend,� Tavia said cheerfully. She pointed towards a table near the window where a pretty girl was seated, talking on her cell phone. She was probably one of Tavia�s model friends.
It was due to either fate or coincidence because right at that moment, Michelle stepped out from the washroom and saw Tavia talking to Ron. Being a woman, Michelle could clearly see Tavia had a thing for Ron, but he was just too dense to realize. Also being a playful woman, Michelle decided to take advantage of this opportunity to not only piss off Tavia, but also make Ron suffer. It was like hitting two birds with one stone.
Michelle sashayed towards Ron�s direction. She smiled at him sweetly and said in a voice coated with sugar, �Hey sweetie, did you have to wait long for me?�
If Tavia was a dragon, she would be spitting fire by now. Her eyes were bugging out from her sockets as she pointed her finger at Ron and screamed, �What the hell is this bitch doing here? I thought you were with your sister!�
Ron sat in his seat too surprised and petrified to move or even leak a single word. Surprised because he�s never seen Michelle act so sweet towards him and petrified because he knows what these two women are capable of doing.
�Excuse me...what am I doing here? I should be asking you that same question,� Michelle shot Tavia her most deadly look. Tavia scrunched her face up at Ron, giving him an �why-are-you-letting-her-talk-to-me-like-that� glare. Ron tried to lower himself down in his chair like a helpless little child. Tavia was making a huge scene with her famous temper tantrums. She started punching and kicking Ron while Michelle just sat in her seat laughing hysterically.
�Miss you�re going to have to settle down or I�m gonna have to ask you to leave,� a man said, tapping Tavia on the shoulder. Ron could see from his name tag that he was the manager of this restaurant. He did not look the least bit happy.
�Excuse me? Do you know who I am?� Tavia demanded. Her face was bright red from anger and her foot was thumping at the ground hard enough to cause an earthquake.
�I don�t care who you are, if you don�t settle down I�m going to have to get the authorities involved,� the manager replied forcefully. Michelle could tell that the manager was a fairly young man and could be labelled under the handsome category. Practically the entire restaurant was staring at them now. If there was a hole, Ron would�ve crawled in and never come back out.
Tavia�s friend finally noticed the commotion that was being caused at Ron�s table. She quickly got up and ran up to Tavia. She flipped out and said, �Come on, we have to be on the shoot early tomorrow. You don�t want your picture on the cover of a tabloid magazine again do you?�
Tavia remembered the trouble that caused her before and gave in, �Ok fine, but this isn�t the last you�re gonna see of me.� Her voice was in a snobby, high pitched toned. Tavia gave a final grimace as her friend grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the restaurant.
The manager apologized to the guests. He also gave Michelle a sweet apologetic smile as he disappeared. She gave Ron a look of fake innocence and shrugged. Ron still didn�t move a muscle. He closed his eyes, hoping when he opens them, this week of hell would be over.
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�Ok, Miss Niki, should I take you home now?� Kevin asked as he pulled his car out from the parking lot in front on the doctor�s office.
�Hell no. Are you kidding me? You lied to me to get me to see the doctor, where I almost died from pain,� Niki leered, �I�m not letting you off the hook that easily.� She was lying down in the back seat of his Porsche.
Kevin smiled as he looked at his rearview mirror. He didn�t know why but every moment spent with Niki is just so comfortable and relaxing. �So where do you wanna go, Princess? You seem tired to me.� That was the first time in his life that he ever called anyone princess. It felt kind of different, but a good different. �Maybe you should go home and rest,� Kevin suggested.
�Why do you act like you wanna get rid of me so bad? Do you have a date or something?� Niki�s mood went from cheerful to gloomy. She sat up and slapped Kevin in the arm.
�Of course not. It�s cuz there�s this basketball game on tonight and I kinda wanna go home and watch it,� Kevin defended, trying to clear his name. �Why do I care so much about what Niki thought?� Kevin contemplated in his head.
�I love basketball, I�ll watch with you! Unless you�re going to watch it with someone else,� Niki pouted. She hoped she could spend some time with Kevin. She tried to appear as if she was full of energy, but the truth was, she was tired beyond belief. Just like Kevin said.
�I�m not watching it with anyone else. All my roommates wont be home till later so it�s only me myself and I,� he turned around and grinned at Niki. �You can come over and keep me company as long as you behave yourself,� Kevin teased. He turned his steering wheel and directed the car into the left lane.
�Oh my god, don�t worry about me. I�m not three years old.� Niki hates it when Kevin treats her like a little kid. But you couldn�t blame him. She crossed her arms and stuck out her bottom lip for the rest of the ride. Kevin can�t help but snicker at Niki�s behaviour. �She�s so cute and she doesn�t even know it,� Kevin thought to himself. He sort of blushed a little after he realized what he was thinking. Kevin drove for about another ten blocks and parked his car in front of a classy looking complex.
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The waves were slapping gently against the rock where Alec and Vicki were perched on the surface. They were sitting back to back listening to the sound of the ocean and watching the sun setting over the horizon.
�The sunset is so beautiful,� Vicki whispered sweetly.
�Not as beautiful as you,� Alec breathed lightly as he turned his body around towards Vicki's. His chest was now pressed against her back where she could feel the rhythm of his heart. He wrapped his arms around her waist and Vicki could feel the texture of his soft lips on her neck as he kissed her lightly. She closed her eyes to embrace the moment forever in her heart. The sweet aroma of her perfume was enough to keep him drawn to her forever.
He pulled out a single stem of pink calla lily hiding in the inside his shirt. He held it under Vicki�s dainty nose as he gently kissed her soft, velvet hair. Vicki smiled bashfully and held the rose in her own hands.
�I have a question,� Vicki said coyly as she caressed every single petal on the lily.
�You wanna marry me?� Alec joked, pinching Vicki�s cheek.
�No loser,� she bantered, nudging Alec lightly in the stomach, �I wanted to know how you knew I liked calla lilies?� Her eyes were wide and sparkly as she turned around and looked at him.
�Well, every time I met you, you always seem to have a lingering scent of calla lilies. So I figured you must really love them. I think that�s how you got me under your spell,� Alec whispered, taking in the sweet fragrance from Vicki�s silky hair.
�Under your spell? You make me sound like a witch,� Vicki snapped teasingly. She thought back to the roses and asked him, �Then why did you send roses to my office the first time?�
�Roses? I never sent you roses,� Alec abruptly replied.
�If you didn�t than who did?� Vicki asked in astonishment while sitting up straighter.
Alec narrowed his eyes and scowled, �I don�t know, but if I found out who did, he�s gonna get his ass kicked.�
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�This is the living room...this is the kitchen...and this is the dining room.� Kevin was giving Niki a grand tour of his house. Since four guys were living under the same roof, the house was worse than a pig sty. Niki was trying dodge the dirty laundry and old food lying carelessly on the floor.
�Uhh...nice house,� Niki smiled uneasily.
�Sorry about the mess,� Kevin smiled as he switched on the plasma televison, turning it to the right channel. �Make yourself comfortable. I�ll go make some popcorn.�
Kevin marched into the kitchen as Niki sat down on the couch infested with old wrappers of chips and other junk food. She got up immediately as she felt something from beneath her.
�Ewwwww,� Niki squealed as she saw a pair of Joe Boxers lying on the couch. She picked it up with her thumb and index finger and threw it over her shoulders. It accidentally landed on the big bowl of popcorn Kevin was carrying.
�Jeez, watch where you throw that thing. It�s my fav pair of boxers,� Kevin revelled as he grabbed his boxers and threw it on the floor.
�What is your underwear doing on the couch?� Niki asked as she sat down again, making sure the coast was clear this time.
�I was making out with this girl last night and forgot about it.� Kevin was trying to speak in his most serious voice. Niki just stared at him with wide eyes and her jaws hanging lower than her neck.
�I�M KIDDING! GOD...I was doing laundry and I must have missed it,� Kevin was now tearing up with amusement. Niki let out a sigh of relief and slapped him upside the head as he sat down next to her.
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Kevin looked over in Niki�s direction during halftime. She�s been awfully quiet for the last half an hour. Kevin simpered when saw Niki fast asleep on the couch with her head jerked to one side. He gently pulled her baby smooth cheeks towards him so that she could rest her head on his broad shoulders. She looks so delicate sleeping, it would be a shame to wake her up. So for the rest of the night he sat still, hoping Niki would have sweet dreams. No matter how sore his shoulder was, he felt soothed and relaxed knowing Niki was sleeping peacefully beside him.
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Bobby heard a thump followed by a scream coming from inside Sonija�s apartment. He was about to enter his own home after getting the mail. He quickly rushed over to her house as soon as he heard the scream. Bobby opened the door to find Sonija sitting on the floor rubbing her bottom.
�Are you ok? Here let me help you,� Bobby said as he assisted her up, guiding her to a chair.
�Thanks, I was trying to change a light bulb but I guess I slipped,� Sonija groaned, still rubbing her butt.
�Change a light bulb? That�s a man�s job. Where�s your brother anyway?� Bobby was getting a little angry. Who could let a delicate girl like Sonija change a light bulb?
�He�s still at work, and I need that light on to do some work,� Sonija replied, she had a weak smile on her face.
�Here I�ll help you,� Bobby offered. And before Sonija could stop him, he grabbed the stool and climbed to the top, unscrewing the bulb hanging on the ceiling. He had a huge smile drawn across his face. He wished he could do this for Sonija every single day, even for the rest of his life. He was knocked out of his dream by the ringing of the phone.
�Hello?� Sonija answered after wobbling to pick it up.
�Oh hey, baby...that�s ok...Just drop by another time...Ok bye...Love you too,� Sonija replied looking a little sad as she hung up the phone.
�Your boyfriend?� Bobby asked, trying to swallow his disappointment.
�Ya, he�s supposed to drop by tonight but he has to work,� Sonija said, looking down at her feet.
Bobby felt like someone just pulled his heart out from his chest, threw it on the ground and was stomping on it. �There, all done,� Bobby finally said after a couple minutes of uncomfortable silence.
�Thank you so much. I owe you one,� Sonija said gratefully.
Bobby forced himself to smile. He tried to reply in his most normal tone, �Nah that�s ok. Anytime for you.�
Soon afterwards, he quickly bid her goodbye and left the apartment. Bobby needed to leave fast because he was crying inside and pretty soon, he might be crying on the outside as well.
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Michelle and Ron left the restaurant promptly at 10:30 after their meal, actually after Michelle�s meal. Ron sat there watching Michelle play with her food which he had to pay for. She hardly ate a bite, and just sat there taunting him, knowing he was famished.
Michelle was wandering aimlessly on the busy street gazing at the festive lights garnishing the city. She walked up to the window of a perfume shop and stared at the J'adore perfume by Christian Dior, decorating the window. Her thoughts drifted back to the time in New York. 'It was his favourite perfume,' Michelle reminisced.
Ron was getting tired. �Can we please go home now?� Ron pleaded. He had enough excitement for one night.
Michelle was brought back to reality by Ron's deep voice of annoyance. �I wanna walk around for a bit. You can leave but then the game is mine,� Michelle caveated.
�Fine...devil woman,� Ron said beneath his breath.
Michelle jerked her head around and glared at Ron. �What did you say?� She demanded.
Ron began to quiver then thought of a quick white lie, �Nothing, I said you look nice tonight.� She actually did look amazing with her luxurious hair flying with the wind. Ron wasn�t exactly lying when he complemented her. But anger still possessed him.
�Nice try, moron.� She quickly crossed the street because she could feel the colour pink dispersing across her flawless face. In her hurry, Michelle failed to notice the sign across the street that told pedestrians not to cross. A truck was zooming down the road, heading right towards her.
�Hey watch out!� Ron screamed as he grabbed Michelle�s arm and pulled her back. As a result of his force, he swung Michelle right into his body. They were standing face to face gazing directly at each other�s eyes with his arms were still around hers.
They stood on the sidewalk for about five seconds when Michelle finally broke the comfortable silence and retorted hastily, �I saw it coming. I didn�t need you.� She turned around and carefully crossed the street this time. Ron shrugged his shoulders and followed closely behind her.
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