New Short Fic!
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writefictionTitle/Chapter: Thank You (01/02)<~(i hope)
Author: amanda: jaclyn'sTWIN sister
Paring: Joel Madden / OFC [annie]
P.O.V.: First person, OFC [annie]
Rating: PG (i guess)
Summary: P.S. I think you're really cute
Author's Note: Like I said in the previous entry, this has somewhat to do with the content of "Heavily Broken" except much fluffier. And it's more true to what actually happened in real life. But just let me say, this IS fiction. And it begins in Dec. '07. The second part will be Valentine's Day '08.
Comments are greatly appreciated :D
THANK YOU.part.one.
Annie's POV
Joel flops down next to me on the couch in his California home.
"Whatcha doin?" he asks, his voice innocent and curious, sounding like a child.
I sigh, tapping my pen on my pad of paper.
"I'm trying to write the Thank You's for my album," I tell him. He gives me a grin saying,
"Oooh, am I gonna be mentioned?" I roll my eyes at him and look back at my page of scribbles.
After a few silent moments I feel soft lips gently touch my neck.
"Joel?" I say slowly. "What are you doing?"
"Nuttin," he answers, that innocence back in his voice. He nibbles gently at my ear.
"Joellll," I whine. "Stop it. I have to have this faxed to the record company no later than one o'clock tomorrow or it's not getting in the record." He kisses at my neck again and I push him away.
"Ann, it's only noon time," he says. "You have all afternoon and all night and all tomorrow morning to work on it. You can take a break to make-out with your boyfriend."
"But at the rate I'm going, it's going to take me the next twenty-four hours to get it done," I reply.
Joel leans in, rubbing his nose against mine.
"Please, Baby?" He bats his eyes at me, pouting dramatically. "You've been here three days and you've been working the whole time. I miss you." I sigh.
"I miss you too," I tell him, running my fingers through his short black hair. He kisses me lightly.
"Please?" he says again.
I look at my boyfriend. He's giving me those damn puppy-dog eyes. And he's so good at it with his big, warm brown eyes. I roll my own green ones at him.
"You suck, you know that?" I tell him. Joel grins at me.
"But you lo-oove me," he says in a sing-song voice.
My face softens and I smile at him.
"Yeah, I do." Joel's eyes widen a little.
"What?" he asks quietly.
"I love you, Joel," I tell him.
"You-you do?" he says surprised. I nod. Then I lean forward to put my notes and pen on the coffee table.
Leaning back on the couch, I turn to my boyfriend, folding a leg under me. I smile at Joel and run my fingers through his hair.
"Joel," I sigh. "You've been so good to me over the last eight months. I'm not sure I could have handled Emilie's death without you." Joel smiles sympathetically, knowing it's still hard for me.
"I know we've only been dating for three months but..." I pause to take in the sight of my beautiful boyfriend. Then I take a breath and continue. "But you've been so supportive with everything and you make me feel so safe... Life seems so much better when I'm with you. I just...I love you." I shrug and look down at my hands.
Joel's hand slides into view, his fingers wrapping around mine. He gives a gentle squeeze, making me look at him.
"I fell in love with you before we even met," he tells me.
"You did?" I ask, raising my eyebrows in surprise. Joel nods.
"Yeah. That email you sent me about Emilie was...amazing," he says. "When I was reading it, I kept thinking that I wanted someone to remember me like that. To miss me so completely like that." He gives me a look then. I know he's trying to gauge my reaction to what he's saying. So far, I'm doing okay.
Joel takes a deep breath and continues.
"By the end of the email, I realized I didn't want just anyone to feel so strongly about me. I wanted that person to be you," he says, tucking my hair behind my ear with a smile. "I haven't regretted responding to that message once. You're my Annie Bananie and I love you."
I smile at Joel.
"I love you too," I tell him. Then I move in close to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. "I think I'm ready for that break now." I press my lips to Joel's, letting all worries float from my mind. We end up making love right there on the couch.
To Be Continued.....
Comments?
Author: amanda: jaclyn's
Paring: Joel Madden / OFC [annie]
P.O.V.: First person, OFC [annie]
Rating: PG (i guess)
Summary: P.S. I think you're really cute
Author's Note: Like I said in the previous entry, this has somewhat to do with the content of "Heavily Broken" except much fluffier. And it's more true to what actually happened in real life. But just let me say, this IS fiction. And it begins in Dec. '07. The second part will be Valentine's Day '08.
Comments are greatly appreciated :D
THANK YOU.part.one.
Annie's POV
Joel flops down next to me on the couch in his California home.
"Whatcha doin?" he asks, his voice innocent and curious, sounding like a child.
I sigh, tapping my pen on my pad of paper.
"I'm trying to write the Thank You's for my album," I tell him. He gives me a grin saying,
"Oooh, am I gonna be mentioned?" I roll my eyes at him and look back at my page of scribbles.
After a few silent moments I feel soft lips gently touch my neck.
"Joel?" I say slowly. "What are you doing?"
"Nuttin," he answers, that innocence back in his voice. He nibbles gently at my ear.
"Joellll," I whine. "Stop it. I have to have this faxed to the record company no later than one o'clock tomorrow or it's not getting in the record." He kisses at my neck again and I push him away.
"Ann, it's only noon time," he says. "You have all afternoon and all night and all tomorrow morning to work on it. You can take a break to make-out with your boyfriend."
"But at the rate I'm going, it's going to take me the next twenty-four hours to get it done," I reply.
Joel leans in, rubbing his nose against mine.
"Please, Baby?" He bats his eyes at me, pouting dramatically. "You've been here three days and you've been working the whole time. I miss you." I sigh.
"I miss you too," I tell him, running my fingers through his short black hair. He kisses me lightly.
"Please?" he says again.
I look at my boyfriend. He's giving me those damn puppy-dog eyes. And he's so good at it with his big, warm brown eyes. I roll my own green ones at him.
"You suck, you know that?" I tell him. Joel grins at me.
"But you lo-oove me," he says in a sing-song voice.
My face softens and I smile at him.
"Yeah, I do." Joel's eyes widen a little.
"What?" he asks quietly.
"I love you, Joel," I tell him.
"You-you do?" he says surprised. I nod. Then I lean forward to put my notes and pen on the coffee table.
Leaning back on the couch, I turn to my boyfriend, folding a leg under me. I smile at Joel and run my fingers through his hair.
"Joel," I sigh. "You've been so good to me over the last eight months. I'm not sure I could have handled Emilie's death without you." Joel smiles sympathetically, knowing it's still hard for me.
"I know we've only been dating for three months but..." I pause to take in the sight of my beautiful boyfriend. Then I take a breath and continue. "But you've been so supportive with everything and you make me feel so safe... Life seems so much better when I'm with you. I just...I love you." I shrug and look down at my hands.
Joel's hand slides into view, his fingers wrapping around mine. He gives a gentle squeeze, making me look at him.
"I fell in love with you before we even met," he tells me.
"You did?" I ask, raising my eyebrows in surprise. Joel nods.
"Yeah. That email you sent me about Emilie was...amazing," he says. "When I was reading it, I kept thinking that I wanted someone to remember me like that. To miss me so completely like that." He gives me a look then. I know he's trying to gauge my reaction to what he's saying. So far, I'm doing okay.
Joel takes a deep breath and continues.
"By the end of the email, I realized I didn't want just anyone to feel so strongly about me. I wanted that person to be you," he says, tucking my hair behind my ear with a smile. "I haven't regretted responding to that message once. You're my Annie Bananie and I love you."
I smile at Joel.
"I love you too," I tell him. Then I move in close to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. "I think I'm ready for that break now." I press my lips to Joel's, letting all worries float from my mind. We end up making love right there on the couch.
Comments?
