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| Time Marches On; Het, James/OFC, 2004, Sequel to 'The Shortest Week' | |
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| -DJ- | August 28, 2012, 8:16 am Post #61 |
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Oooops sorry for the delay guys, i'll be in my dad's later so i'll update then!
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| -DJ- | August 28, 2012, 5:48 pm Post #62 |
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Just this for now, i'll try update again before i go to sleep hehe thanks for reading James left to go back on tour a few days after the dinner incident with Joe. As usual it wasn’t easy to see him leave again. We agreed that I would go to visit him in California for July and August since he had those two months off. Unlike the last time he left, we kept in contact every day. He made a huge effort to call or text me no matter how busy he was or whatever city he was in. In the meantime, I had found a job at the coffee place around the corner from my house. The pay was ok and my tips were good and it kept me busy. It was June 30th. They day I’d be getting my exam results. I had the day off work and I met up with Anna to go to the college and collect them. “Since when do you smoke?” I asked her as she was chain smoking standing at the college gate next to me. “Since today. My dad will have a heart attack if I don’t pass. He’s forked out all that money y’know…” “We’ll be fine ok? Let’s do this shit” We walked into the main hall of the college to join a queue of people to receive the brown envelope that told us out fate. I looked around at the crowd of people in the hall and almost everyone looked nervous and stressed except for those smug few who already knew they passed. I was next in line and my cell phone started to vibrate in my pocket. I took it out and looked at the caller ID. James. It seemed the girl in front of me was taking forever on purpose to be handed a single envelope. After what seemed like hours and with my phone still ringing in my pocket, I got them. “Hello?” I answered the phone. “Hey! How did you do?” “I don’t know; I haven’t opened them yet…” “Well do it now then. You’re not nervous are you?” “Nervous is an understatement, James…” “C’mon just go for it. While I’m on the phone?” “Alright fine. Hold on” I ran outside to find somewhere quiet and opened them by myself. “You still there?” I asked him while trying to balance the phone on my shoulder. “Yep” I opened the brown envelope and pulled out the sheet inside. I took a deep breath before I read the results. I scanned the crisp white page in awe. “Fuck…” I whispered to myself. “Zara? Hello?...HELLO?!” I snapped out of my daze to hear him shouting down the line. “Yeah uh…hi?” “How did you do?!” “Yeah I passed…I fucking passed!” then a huge smile took over my face and breathed a huge sigh of relief. “Yeah! I told you you would! So I’ve got a question for you. Would you be ready to come out to California tomorrow?” “Tomorrow?!” “Yeah, why not?” “Well it’s a bit short notice but I’ll try to organise some stuff” “Well the flight is at noon” “Awesome, thanks. I can’t wait to see you by the way” “Me either. Listen, I gotta go but I’ll call you soon and get working on finding Kane a place to stay! And congrats again on your results. Love you” “Love you too. I’ll call you later. Bye” I hung up and went to find Anna. I couldn’t see her anywhere among the sea of people either consoling or congratulating each other. “Zara! ZARA!!” I turned around and saw her running at full speed towards me. “Well how did you do?” “I passed! I won’t get kicked out of the house now! What about you?!” “I passed too! I have to talk to you about some things. Can we go somewhere?” We went to Fred’s Grill for food. I had to ask her to house sit for me for months. I just prayed she wasn’t going anywhere and she could do me favour. “So what are you gonna do now?” I asked her, trying to break the ice. “Apply for some jobs in labs and stuff. I might take a while off though” thank god. “You?” “Well you know James, right?” “Sure” “Well he lives in California and he’s invited me out there for July and August and he wants me to leave tomorrow so I was going to ask you to…maybe mind my house until I get back? I mean if you want to, no pressure or anything…” “I’d be cool with that…on one condition; you tell me all the things you have not told me about him because I know you’re hiding things!” If that’s what it would take. “Alright fine” I sighed “what do you want to know?” “Everything!” “Well he’s not really a friend of Joe’s…at all actually. He lives in California and uh…he’s the lead singer and rhythm guitarist in Metallica” I watched as her mouth slowly fell open. “Are you fucking serious?! You better not let him go…ever! I knew he looked familiar. Oh my god…” “You can’t tell anyone this ok?! Make something up if somebody asks you where I’ve gone, I don’t want them knowing my business y’know?” “Well I’m sure the might find out for themselves. You’ll be in magazines and stuff” “Ugh…” “So um…what’s he like in the bedroom?” she bravely inquired. “None of your business! And I was just waiting for you to ask that question!” I shook my head and smiled. That evening we headed back to my house and tried to tidy up and I started to pack my suitcase. We stood in front of my wardrobe, throwing t shirts and jeans into the case. “You got a bikini?” “Um…no. Will I really need one?” “You’re going to the west coast during summer, yes. You will need one. I mean, he probably has a pool…or maybe even his own beach…wow you’re fucking lucky” she said thoughtfully. She continued to look through my drawers and closets. “Y’know, for a girl who’s not very girly, you sure have some nice undies...I bet James likes some of this stuff” she said holding up a pair of peach colored lace underwear. “Do you mind?!” “I have a bikini at my place that’ll fit you that I’ve never worn so you can have that one. I'll give it to you tomorrow” “Thanks…” I finished packing and sent Anna home. She agreed to give me a lift to the airport in the morning if I let her have a results party in my house the next night so reluctantly I said yes. I called James before I went to sleep and he gave me my flight details. I felt a little bad that he was paying for the plane tickets if I was honest. I was looking forward to seeing James and having new experiences in California. I would miss New York though. A lot. |
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| -DJ- | August 28, 2012, 7:06 pm Post #63 |
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My cell phone ringing under my pillow woke me up. I looked at the clock and it was only 4.30am. I didn’t even look at the caller ID before I answered. “What…” I muttered to the caller. “Well hello to you too” “I’m sorry, James I was asleep” it clicked then that it would be even earlier where he was. “Wait why aren’t you asleep?” “Lars was over and we were talking and stuff…are you excited to come out later?” I could tell he was smiling. “Yeah I can’t wait…” “Great. So, Lars is throwing a party for the 4th of July so do you wanna go to that after I pick you up?” “Yeah sure whatever…” “Awesome. I’ll see you later then” “Mhmm…” The next thing I knew it was time to get up. I showered and dressed in the clothes I had left out of my suitcase. It was killing me that I’d have to say goodbye to Kane for two months but I knew he’d be ok with my neighbour. If I was leaving him with Anna, I’d have something to worry about. I brought him next door and petted him on the head for the last time. My eyes began to well then I called James. “Yeah?” “He’s gone, James” “Who is?” “Kane” “Where’s he gone?” “I gave him to my neighbour…he was my best friend, dude” I could hear him laughing down the line. I must have sounded pathetic. “Don’t fucking make fun of me, you dick!” “Babe, he’ll be there when you get back ok? It’s not like you’re leaving him forever” “I know” I wiped my runny nose. “Text me before you get on the plane. Love you” “Love you too. Bye” I went back inside and waited for Anna to beep the horn outside. I moved my bags to the door and twenty minutes late, she finally sounded the horn and I went out to the car. “Don’t even fucking look at me” she was wearing huge sunglasses that totally covered her eyes. “Jesus. How much did you drink?” “Just enough to kill small children. Get your shit and let’s go” It took us around a half an hour to drive to the airport and I made my way, with no help from Anna, to the check in area. “So you remember what I told you?” “Yes…” she replied hung over and uninterested. “Let me know if you get a job ok?” “Alright. Have a fucking good time and I’ll keep the house safe” she leaned in for a hug then turned to walk away. “If he has any single friends, give them my number!” she yelled not even looking at me. I shook it off and looked to the woman at the check in desk who was plastered in make up. “Name and passport please?” “Zara Dean” I handed her my passport and she typed some information into the computer. “So it’s one first class ticket to San Francisco. Are these all of your bags?” First class? What? “Ma’am?” “Uh yeah thanks” When I boarded the plane, I was ushered into the front by an airhostess with a plastic smile. The comfy seat had a huge amount of leg room and I was even offered champagne. A middle age business woman in a suit sat down beside me and opened up a newspaper. I glanced briefly at it and saw a small article in the bottom corner of the page that read “Metallica’s front man and his new mystery woman”. Beside the article was a small picture of us running in the home from the park. Both of us had huge smiles on our faces in the photo and it looked like James was trying to catch my hand in it. My stomach turned a little bit. The last thing I wanted was to have my face in the press. I took out my phone and sent James a text. Just about to take off. See you soon. Oh and we need to talk! X During the flight the woman sitting beside me gave me several shifty looks as if she knew me and was trying to analyse my face. Damn paparazzi. Needless to say it was an uncomfortable few hours. I pulled my hood up and tried to ignore the situation. When the pilot told us we were about to land, I felt my stomach fill with butterflies. It felt like I was going to see James for the first time or something for some reason. I got off the plane and went to collect my luggage. There was no sign of James though. I turned on my phone and texted him but got no reply. I sat by the door of the arrivals area with a trolley full of suitcases. Half an hour later I felt a tap on my shoulder. “Finally!” “Hey baby! I’m sorry I’m late. I fell asleep” he chuckled then kissed me. “Ready to go?” We loaded my bags into his truck that was lifted off the ground. I felt dwarfed inside it. “So what did you want to talk to me about?” “Oh yeah. When I was on the plane some woman had a newspaper and there was an article on us and a photo too” “Haha really?!” he didn’t seem fazed by it in the slightest. “That doesn’t bother you?” “Nah. I’m used to it. You’re probably going to have to get used to it too. What did it say?” “I didn’t read much of it but it said something about me being your new mystery woman” We reached his house in around twenty minutes. As we were driving I took in the scale of the houses. Huge. “Holy shit. You live here?!” I looked up at the front of the house that had a white exterior. “Yeah, it’s pretty cool” he said opening the front door and putting my bags inside. “Want the tour?” He walked me hand in hand around the huge house. The living room was massive with a wider than widescreen television and black leather couches, the kitchen was all wood and marble, his back garden was less of a garden but more like a field and the bedroom was painted cream and fresh. Interestingly, that was out last stop. “You like it?” he smiled. “It’s amazing!” “Why don’t you try out the bed?” I sat on the bed that was bigger than mine and incredibly soft, laid back and closed my eyes. I felt his lips on my neck placing light kisses that were barely there and his weight on top of me. “Well?” “I like it” “I missed you” “Oh yeah?” I teased. “Mmm” he moaned as his tongue tasted my lips and his fingers crept under my t-shirt. “Why don’t we save this until later?” he broke the kiss and pouted. “But why?” “We can make our own fireworks for the fourth of July” “I love your ideas” |
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| Verde Manzanita | August 28, 2012, 7:41 pm Post #64 |
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I love her ideas too, can't wait to see what she has planned! But yes, she overreacted, it's not like the dog's dead, she only left him with her friend. MOAR!
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| Shayniz21 | August 28, 2012, 11:11 pm Post #65 |
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hehe, this was so cute!! I love the comment Anna made about drinking enough liqouir to kill small children lmao, god that was funny!! More please! |
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| NothingElseMatters | August 29, 2012, 12:27 am Post #66 |
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Destination: Koolzville
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God I love this! More please!
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| cmania | August 30, 2012, 3:45 pm Post #67 |
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So cute she was ancious to see james ( who wouldn´t ) How to make our own fireworks -DJ-?more ^^
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| HannahBanana | August 30, 2012, 10:52 pm Post #68 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Loooove this story and Zara and James together
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| Shayniz21 | September 3, 2012, 11:59 am Post #69 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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I poke because I
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| -DJ- | September 3, 2012, 6:09 pm Post #70 |
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hey hey sorry for the delay (again ) but i'm trying to get college stuff and work experience sorted at the moment so i don't have much time to write plus i have a new puppy to look after but i'll update tomorrow for sure.
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| Shayniz21 | September 3, 2012, 10:30 pm Post #71 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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I understand what you are going through. Take your time hung! And Omg! What kind of puppy do you have? |
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| -DJ- | September 4, 2012, 5:43 pm Post #72 |
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Alright here we go. It's just a filler chapter to be honest and all I had time to put together but here you go and thank you for reading and your patience Oh and @Shayniz21 I got a miniature german schnauzer called Bruce (after Bruce Dickinson ) Lars was throwing a BBQ pool party for the fourth of July and he invited me and James. If I was honest, I wasn’t overly eager to go because the jet lag was starting to kick in. All I wanted was to fall asleep in his huge bed. “Are you sure I have to wear this?” I asked him holding up a plain black bikini Anna had given me. “What, you wanna go naked? I have no problem with that but other people might” he smirked. “Be serious, James.” I hit his arm gently “I’ve never worn one before…Anna had to give this to me.” “Just think of it as a bra…but you can go swimming in it. Remind me to thank Anna for giving it to you by the way” he laughed trying to lift my mood. It was something he could always manage to do. All he had to do was smile. “Ok fine but only for you” “I love you, babe. So put that on and we’ll go” We arrived at Lars’ house at around 6pm. James introduced me to members of the Metallica family I hadn’t met yet. There was a buzzing but relaxed atmosphere. He had his arm around my waist the hold time. It felt nice he wanted to be by my side. Lars was at the BBQ grill cooking lumps of meat over charcoal while Kirk was busy getting drinks for everyone. He had two huge pools in his back garden. “So we swim first and then eat?” James asked me. “Whatever you want” I put my bag at a sun lounger as James hopped into the pool that was furthest away from everyone in his board shorts. I watched him swim a few lengths of the pool. The muscles in his back were highlighted by the water. “Water’s warm babe!” he shouted over to me. I felt every pair of eyes on me as I took off my t shirt and jeans. I thought maybe I should have done it in the bathroom.I stepped into the pool and swam over to James. The cool water felt great on my skin under the hot sun. “We’re the only ones in the pool, James…” “More for us then” he smiled wickedly. He pulled me into the deeper end of the pool and put his hands on my waist as we bobbed up and down in the water. He bent his head to plant small kisses on my neck as I ran my fingers through his wet messy hair. It was a little uncomfortable kissing him in front of all the people that were present at first but his lips were too addictive that I ended up not caring. Everyone else seemed to fade away when James and I were together. He pushed me against the wall of the pool and his hands began to move lower and I felt him smile against my lips and move his hands south. Just as he was moving his hands, a huge jug of ice cold water was thrown over us. “What the fuck, man?!” James gasped and shouted at Kirk and suddenly all eyes were on us. “It was the only way to stop you two and whatever it was you were about to do and whatever it was, you’re not gonna do it the pool that other people are going to use. Got it?!” he walked away and I blushed a bright shade of red. James laughed and buried his neck in my shoulder. “We better get out and eat now” I suggested. “I don’t think I can…” he looked at me with innocent eyes. “Why not?” He took my hand and put it on his crotch underwater. “Yeah…that might be a bit noticeable if you get out” I got out of the pool to get some food for us. I was putting burgers, hot dogs and steak for James on a plate when Lars spoke to me out of the blue. “He’s a good guy y’know” “I know” “I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so happy” he smiled “he was so pissed and angry when he came back from your house a few months ago…then he met ‘Psycho Susan’” he said shaking his head. “I know you’re nothing like her so that’s ok, he can’t take his eyes off you. I saw your picture in the paper too, you look good together” Oh god… ”All I’m saying is just be careful with him. He’s still a little…fragile after rehab; it wasn’t easy going for him even though it was a few years ago” “I understand” I smiled. “Oh and one more thing…can you guys stop sucking face so much? It’s starting to make me sick…” I just laughed his comment off. I brought his food back over to him and handed him a towel to dry his hands and face while he was still in the water. “What did he want?” “He said we’re grossing him out because we kissed” “He’s just jealous” he said shoving a burger into his mouth. “I know right. Who wouldn’t want to kiss you?” After swimming and when James was able to get out of the pool, we were sitting down at a table with Kirk and Lars among other people as it turned dark. “So you’re Zara, right?” Kirk turned and asked me. It felt a little weird that I was talking to members of a band I’d liked for so long so casually. Even weirder that I was at a pool party in one of their houses. “Yep” I smiled as best I could but I was exhausted. “I’m sorry for pouring water on you earlier by the way…it was Lars’ idea, I promise” said nervously scratching his head. “It’s fine, I understand” “How is James treating you?” he asked when he was sure James wasn’t listening. “He’s great. He seems really happy. It’s nice to see him smile” “You know, he called when he got back from your graduation and told me you were coming out here and I swear to god, he never sounded so excited about anything in a long time. I can see why though, you seem like a nice girl and he showed me some of your art, it’s awesome” he grinned at me. That smile was one to rival James’. “Thanks, Kirk” “You ever thought about studying it or anything?” “Nope not really, I used to do it for fun and to pass the time that’s all” “Maybe you should look into that” “Heh, we’ll see” It was getting close to midnight and I felt like my eyelids weighed a ton each; I was struggling to stay awake big time. “Baby? Do you want to go home?” I felt James’ large hand stroking my shoulder. “No, you’re having fun here. Stay and watch the fireworks” “You’re falling asleep on me though” he laughed softly. “I’m not…” I yawned. “C’mon let’s go” |
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| Verde Manzanita | September 4, 2012, 5:57 pm Post #73 |
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Awwwwwwwwwww! Poor Zara falling asleep on James' arm... wait a minute, what the hell am I sayin? Poor? Not poor, lucky her! Some pool action was all that I needed! MOAR!
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| NothingElseMatters | September 4, 2012, 8:34 pm Post #74 |
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Destination: Koolzville
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Oh my God I pissed myself laughing at Kirk pouring water over their heads...but at their fun in the pool ![]() MOAR!
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| Shayniz21 | September 5, 2012, 6:19 pm Post #75 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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This is a good chapter!! Don't worry about it being a filler chapter sometimes you need those. I understand how you feel though I hate writing filler chapters, I think mine are always so boring and that no one is going to read them but you have to write them otherwise the reader wont know whats going on. Oh and awesome about the dog!!! Post pictures!!! More soon please!!! |
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So cute she was ancious to see james ( who wouldn´t
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How to make our own fireworks -DJ-?
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