New York (Part 1) [Pretend is a Dangerous Game Sequel]
Okay this is 'New York', the first part of a sequel to 'Pretend is a Dangerous Game', so if you haven't read it and you would like to, you can find it here: http://beccaaaahh.livejournal.com/2011/08/06/
It's just an idea though, so this is more of a tester. So, if you like it and wish for me to continue with it, let me know, if not then I won't. :)
I hope you enjoy it. :)
9 Months Later.
Sian P.O.V.
"Are you alright, baby?" Sophie asks as she follows me into the departure lounge, a large carry on bag in her hand.
"Yeah, I'm really excited." I grin as I lean forward and kiss her gently on her lips. "Just one thing..."
"What's that?" She asks.
"Remind me again, why's she here?" I ask as a point to the brunette girl wearing not quite enough clothes, standing near by chatting to a group of guys.
Sophie glances towards her and giggles slightly. "Sian I told you, she's my sister and I wanted her to come. And I know she's going to totally get along with Chloe. Plus, don't you think she deserves a break? To just have some time to enjoy herself? She's really upset about her breakup with Jason."
"Clearly." I smirk as we both look up to see Rosie and one of the guys giggling and exchanging phone numbers. Sophie laughs and I join in.
"That's just her way of coping, babe." Sophie says to me and I look back over to see Rosie and the guy beginning to make out. Seriously? Ew.
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Sophie P.O.V
We have just boarded the plane and are waiting for it to take off. I look to my right to see Sian has tensed up slightly.
"Sian, are you okay?" I ask her concerned. She looks up to me and smiles.
"Yeah, I just, um... I've never actually been on a plane before." She says.
"It'll be all right." I say as I take hold of her hand, squeezing it slightly for comfort.
Sian P.O.V
The flight to New York drags on for what feels like forever. The take off was some pretty scary shit, and I swear Sophie probably lost all feeling in her hand due to how tight I was holding it, but she didn't complain.
Sophie, bless her, feel asleep three hours ago and is resting her body against my own. There's an empty seat next to her where Rosie should be, however she left early on during the flight to go find the lad she was talking to earlier. God knows where they are on this plane or what they're doing!
"Attention please, we are about to land in our destination, New York, New York. The time of arrival in local time is just approaching eight o'clock, PM. The seatbelt sign is now back on so if everyone could please go back to their seats and secure their seat belt safely, it would be greatly appreciated. Thank you for flying with us. We hope to see you again soon." A voice says, from through the speakers.
I look down to see Sophie lying across me. She looks so peaceful when she sleeps, I feel bad waKing her.
"Soph?" I whisper softly into her ear. "Soph." I say, slightly louder. "Soph, Sophieee, baaabe. Time to get up." I say into her ear and watch as she stirs slightly.
"Mmmh... Piss off." She mumbles quietly into my chest. I can't help but giggle, she's just so cute.
"Babe, don't get grumpy." I giggle. "Get up and move over onto your own seat so we can do up our seatbelts. We're about to land."
"I'm sleeping." I only just manage to hear her as se murmurs quietly.
"Sophie!" I say loudly, still giggling. "Move... Over." I say trying to push her off me as gently as possible. Her eyes flutter open slight and she reluctantly sits up in her seat as we fasten our seat belts ready for landing.
I look past Sophie to see Rosie returning to claim her seat. She sits down, fastens her seat belt and takes out her compact mirror, fixing her hair.
"Where have you been Rosie?" Sophie yawns. " You've been gone like the whole flight!"
"Well lezzer one, I went off in search of that lad again. Tommy, that's his name. Anyway I found him and we chatted for about an hour, making out slightly as well, like you do. Right so, then we got into this little argument as to who could get the most people's phone numbers on this plane. I know right, so stupid for him to challenge me, but yeah whatever. Right so we went all around the plane. Oh em gee it's such a big plane! And it all looks the Same. I got lost like five times! Anyway, I won. Yay!!" She says as she claps her hands together excitedly.
"How many numbers did you get?" I ask Rosie, genuinely curious.
"Well lezzer two, you here are looking at the girl who managed I get 27 numbers in four hours... On a plane! I know, impressive right? 24 guys, and I even got three girls' numbers! Must be your amazing girl pulling skills rubbing off on me." she giggles.
"And how many numbers did he get?" Sophie asks.
"23. He's good I'll give him that. Just not good enough."
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The plane lands and let me tell you planes landing are even scarier than planes taking off! We collect our suitcases. Sophie and I had two between us and Rosie, well she had three.
"Err, Rosie, you do know we're only here for a week, right?" Sophie asks.
"Eh, duh Sophie I'm not thick! If we were staying any longer I would need way more stuff!" Rosie laughs at her younger sister.
"Ehh, right okay then." Sophie says as she moves her attention towards me. "I think that we're meeting Chloe just outside the main entrance." She says as I reach out and take her hand in mine, as we each carry a suitcase in our other hands and we begin making our way towards the door.
"Uhh, a little help here guys!" We turn around to see Rosie struggling with her three cases. She has one in eacH hand and is hopping along attempting to push the third case with her foot - failing miserably.
"Need a hand?" The guy from earlier who I now know is Tommy offers as he approaches Rosie.
"Are you stalking me or something?" Rosie asks as they both laugh.
"Nah, 'course not." He says, giving her a cheeky wink. "Now would you like a hand with that suitcase or not?" He asks.
"Yeah, whatever." Rosie says as Tommy takes her case in his spare hand, his other hand carrying his own case. The four of us make our way outside to where Chloe is picking us up.
"Thanks Tommy you're a babe. Oh wait, I'm so totally sorry, I haven't introduced you properly. Lesbians, Tommy. - Tommy, Lesbians." Rosie says as she gestures between us.
"We do have names you know, Rosie." Sophie states.
"Ugh, fine! Tommy, Sophie and Sian. - Sophie and Sian, Tommy. Happy now?" Rosie exclaims as I giggle.
"So, you two are together?" Tommy ask us, to which Sophie and I both nod happily. "Right well, how about I give you girls' my number, and if either of you change your mind,-"
"Tommy, give up. You lost okay, just accept it." Rosie says as we all laugh.
"Aww, but man, I'm Tommy Duckworth! I never lose!"
"Yes but I'm Rosie Webster, and you just did."
"Haha, touché Webster, touché. Right well I best be off. I told my cousin I'd be a his place by nine, he'll be wondering where I've got to! But, um, Rosie maybe we can meet up one night this week?"
"Sounds great!" Rosie replies.
"Awesome, well, I'll call you later."
"Well, duh I mean it's not as of you've got many other girls' numbers to choose from!" Rosie teases.
"I got 23 on that plane Rosie, 23!" Tommy argues.
"27, Tommy, 27." Rosie laughs.
"Ha, whatever. I'll see you around then, yeah? Bye... Oh and by Sophie, bye Sian." He waves as he walks away.
"Bye Tommy." Sophie and I say in unison.
"Yo, bitches!" I turn my head towards a gorgeous silver porche, parked directly in front of us to see a girl standing outside it. "Well, are you coming or what?"
Is that Chloe? No it can't be... Can it? I take a moment to look at this girl standing in front of me, long wavy brown hair, minimal make up, only a slight tan... Is it really Chloe?
“Whoa, Chloe you look different.” Sophie says exactly what is on my mind.
“Well hi to you too!” Chloe laughs.
“No, I just, wow. Hi!” Sophie says as she sits her suitcase down, lets go of my hand and embraces Chloe in a hug.
“Sian!” Chloe exclaims after she has released Sophie from the hug.
“Chloe!” I squeal, dropping my suitcase as she envelopes me in a tight hug. “Oh my gosh, it's so good to see you.”
“You too, hun. Ooh and you must be Rosie. She says as she looks towards her. “I've heard so much about you.”
Rosie sits her two suitcases down next to the other one that Tommy had sat down for her and she hugs Chloe and then pulls back as both the girls look each other up and down.
“Oh em gee, I love your shoes!” They both say in unison. “You love my shoes? I love your shoes!” They both burst into a fit of giggles.
“Where did you get that top?” Rosie asks.
“Oh my gosh it was in this shop near my house. They have a sale on right now!”
“Oh my gosh, a sale?”
“Yes!” Chloe squeals. “We so have to go there some time this week!”
“Eeeek!” Rosie screams. “That'll be so much fun!” They both carry on giggling and squealing for about five minutes before Chloe brings her attention back to us.
“Here, I'll open the boot of my car, for you to put all your cases in.” She opens the boot. Sophie and I both place our suitcases in the boot of the car, but Rosie refuses claiming she may break a nail. Sophie and I put all three of Rosie's cases in the car as her and Chloe compliment each other's nails.
“I call shotgun!” Rosie shouts as she jumps into the driver's seat. Sophi and I giggle as we jump in the back.
“Umm, Chloe. Why do you have a steering wheel in the passenger seat?” Rosie asks and we laugh all at her.
“Babes, that's the driver's seat.” Chloe giggles.
“Oh.” Rosie says as she crawls across to the passenger seat. “Have I been driving in the wrong seat my whole life?”
“No, Rosie. It's different overr here.” I tell Rosie, Sophie still giggling away to herself next to me.
“Ohh... okay then.” Rosie replies, still confused.
“I really love your hair, Chloe.” Sophie says. “It's really nice brown.”
“It is really nice.” I agree.
“Oh, thanks my darlings. I figured it wasn't good for my hair, keeping on bleaching it. So I stopped. But then my brown roots started to show up so I though, hey, why not just die it brown again? And that's what I did... Right, let's head to my house.” Chloe says as she starts up the car and we make our way down the busy road to her house. Pfft house, I bet it's more of a freaking mansion!
Okay guys so that's the first part of a possible sequel, but I won't write it if you guys don't want me to/aren't going to read it. So please let me know what you want me to do. Oh and if you would like me to continue, ideas and suggestions are always welcome, if there's anything that you'd like to see happen in this fic, just tell me and I'll see what I can do. :P
Oh and thanks for reading! :D xx
It's just an idea though, so this is more of a tester. So, if you like it and wish for me to continue with it, let me know, if not then I won't. :)
I hope you enjoy it. :)
9 Months Later.
Sian P.O.V.
"Are you alright, baby?" Sophie asks as she follows me into the departure lounge, a large carry on bag in her hand.
"Yeah, I'm really excited." I grin as I lean forward and kiss her gently on her lips. "Just one thing..."
"What's that?" She asks.
"Remind me again, why's she here?" I ask as a point to the brunette girl wearing not quite enough clothes, standing near by chatting to a group of guys.
Sophie glances towards her and giggles slightly. "Sian I told you, she's my sister and I wanted her to come. And I know she's going to totally get along with Chloe. Plus, don't you think she deserves a break? To just have some time to enjoy herself? She's really upset about her breakup with Jason."
"Clearly." I smirk as we both look up to see Rosie and one of the guys giggling and exchanging phone numbers. Sophie laughs and I join in.
"That's just her way of coping, babe." Sophie says to me and I look back over to see Rosie and the guy beginning to make out. Seriously? Ew.
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Sophie P.O.V
We have just boarded the plane and are waiting for it to take off. I look to my right to see Sian has tensed up slightly.
"Sian, are you okay?" I ask her concerned. She looks up to me and smiles.
"Yeah, I just, um... I've never actually been on a plane before." She says.
"It'll be all right." I say as I take hold of her hand, squeezing it slightly for comfort.
Sian P.O.V
The flight to New York drags on for what feels like forever. The take off was some pretty scary shit, and I swear Sophie probably lost all feeling in her hand due to how tight I was holding it, but she didn't complain.
Sophie, bless her, feel asleep three hours ago and is resting her body against my own. There's an empty seat next to her where Rosie should be, however she left early on during the flight to go find the lad she was talking to earlier. God knows where they are on this plane or what they're doing!
"Attention please, we are about to land in our destination, New York, New York. The time of arrival in local time is just approaching eight o'clock, PM. The seatbelt sign is now back on so if everyone could please go back to their seats and secure their seat belt safely, it would be greatly appreciated. Thank you for flying with us. We hope to see you again soon." A voice says, from through the speakers.
I look down to see Sophie lying across me. She looks so peaceful when she sleeps, I feel bad waKing her.
"Soph?" I whisper softly into her ear. "Soph." I say, slightly louder. "Soph, Sophieee, baaabe. Time to get up." I say into her ear and watch as she stirs slightly.
"Mmmh... Piss off." She mumbles quietly into my chest. I can't help but giggle, she's just so cute.
"Babe, don't get grumpy." I giggle. "Get up and move over onto your own seat so we can do up our seatbelts. We're about to land."
"I'm sleeping." I only just manage to hear her as se murmurs quietly.
"Sophie!" I say loudly, still giggling. "Move... Over." I say trying to push her off me as gently as possible. Her eyes flutter open slight and she reluctantly sits up in her seat as we fasten our seat belts ready for landing.
I look past Sophie to see Rosie returning to claim her seat. She sits down, fastens her seat belt and takes out her compact mirror, fixing her hair.
"Where have you been Rosie?" Sophie yawns. " You've been gone like the whole flight!"
"Well lezzer one, I went off in search of that lad again. Tommy, that's his name. Anyway I found him and we chatted for about an hour, making out slightly as well, like you do. Right so, then we got into this little argument as to who could get the most people's phone numbers on this plane. I know right, so stupid for him to challenge me, but yeah whatever. Right so we went all around the plane. Oh em gee it's such a big plane! And it all looks the Same. I got lost like five times! Anyway, I won. Yay!!" She says as she claps her hands together excitedly.
"How many numbers did you get?" I ask Rosie, genuinely curious.
"Well lezzer two, you here are looking at the girl who managed I get 27 numbers in four hours... On a plane! I know, impressive right? 24 guys, and I even got three girls' numbers! Must be your amazing girl pulling skills rubbing off on me." she giggles.
"And how many numbers did he get?" Sophie asks.
"23. He's good I'll give him that. Just not good enough."
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The plane lands and let me tell you planes landing are even scarier than planes taking off! We collect our suitcases. Sophie and I had two between us and Rosie, well she had three.
"Err, Rosie, you do know we're only here for a week, right?" Sophie asks.
"Eh, duh Sophie I'm not thick! If we were staying any longer I would need way more stuff!" Rosie laughs at her younger sister.
"Ehh, right okay then." Sophie says as she moves her attention towards me. "I think that we're meeting Chloe just outside the main entrance." She says as I reach out and take her hand in mine, as we each carry a suitcase in our other hands and we begin making our way towards the door.
"Uhh, a little help here guys!" We turn around to see Rosie struggling with her three cases. She has one in eacH hand and is hopping along attempting to push the third case with her foot - failing miserably.
"Need a hand?" The guy from earlier who I now know is Tommy offers as he approaches Rosie.
"Are you stalking me or something?" Rosie asks as they both laugh.
"Nah, 'course not." He says, giving her a cheeky wink. "Now would you like a hand with that suitcase or not?" He asks.
"Yeah, whatever." Rosie says as Tommy takes her case in his spare hand, his other hand carrying his own case. The four of us make our way outside to where Chloe is picking us up.
"Thanks Tommy you're a babe. Oh wait, I'm so totally sorry, I haven't introduced you properly. Lesbians, Tommy. - Tommy, Lesbians." Rosie says as she gestures between us.
"We do have names you know, Rosie." Sophie states.
"Ugh, fine! Tommy, Sophie and Sian. - Sophie and Sian, Tommy. Happy now?" Rosie exclaims as I giggle.
"So, you two are together?" Tommy ask us, to which Sophie and I both nod happily. "Right well, how about I give you girls' my number, and if either of you change your mind,-"
"Tommy, give up. You lost okay, just accept it." Rosie says as we all laugh.
"Aww, but man, I'm Tommy Duckworth! I never lose!"
"Yes but I'm Rosie Webster, and you just did."
"Haha, touché Webster, touché. Right well I best be off. I told my cousin I'd be a his place by nine, he'll be wondering where I've got to! But, um, Rosie maybe we can meet up one night this week?"
"Sounds great!" Rosie replies.
"Awesome, well, I'll call you later."
"Well, duh I mean it's not as of you've got many other girls' numbers to choose from!" Rosie teases.
"I got 23 on that plane Rosie, 23!" Tommy argues.
"27, Tommy, 27." Rosie laughs.
"Ha, whatever. I'll see you around then, yeah? Bye... Oh and by Sophie, bye Sian." He waves as he walks away.
"Bye Tommy." Sophie and I say in unison.
"Yo, bitches!" I turn my head towards a gorgeous silver porche, parked directly in front of us to see a girl standing outside it. "Well, are you coming or what?"
Is that Chloe? No it can't be... Can it? I take a moment to look at this girl standing in front of me, long wavy brown hair, minimal make up, only a slight tan... Is it really Chloe?
“Whoa, Chloe you look different.” Sophie says exactly what is on my mind.
“Well hi to you too!” Chloe laughs.
“No, I just, wow. Hi!” Sophie says as she sits her suitcase down, lets go of my hand and embraces Chloe in a hug.
“Sian!” Chloe exclaims after she has released Sophie from the hug.
“Chloe!” I squeal, dropping my suitcase as she envelopes me in a tight hug. “Oh my gosh, it's so good to see you.”
“You too, hun. Ooh and you must be Rosie. She says as she looks towards her. “I've heard so much about you.”
Rosie sits her two suitcases down next to the other one that Tommy had sat down for her and she hugs Chloe and then pulls back as both the girls look each other up and down.
“Oh em gee, I love your shoes!” They both say in unison. “You love my shoes? I love your shoes!” They both burst into a fit of giggles.
“Where did you get that top?” Rosie asks.
“Oh my gosh it was in this shop near my house. They have a sale on right now!”
“Oh my gosh, a sale?”
“Yes!” Chloe squeals. “We so have to go there some time this week!”
“Eeeek!” Rosie screams. “That'll be so much fun!” They both carry on giggling and squealing for about five minutes before Chloe brings her attention back to us.
“Here, I'll open the boot of my car, for you to put all your cases in.” She opens the boot. Sophie and I both place our suitcases in the boot of the car, but Rosie refuses claiming she may break a nail. Sophie and I put all three of Rosie's cases in the car as her and Chloe compliment each other's nails.
“I call shotgun!” Rosie shouts as she jumps into the driver's seat. Sophi and I giggle as we jump in the back.
“Umm, Chloe. Why do you have a steering wheel in the passenger seat?” Rosie asks and we laugh all at her.
“Babes, that's the driver's seat.” Chloe giggles.
“Oh.” Rosie says as she crawls across to the passenger seat. “Have I been driving in the wrong seat my whole life?”
“No, Rosie. It's different overr here.” I tell Rosie, Sophie still giggling away to herself next to me.
“Ohh... okay then.” Rosie replies, still confused.
“I really love your hair, Chloe.” Sophie says. “It's really nice brown.”
“It is really nice.” I agree.
“Oh, thanks my darlings. I figured it wasn't good for my hair, keeping on bleaching it. So I stopped. But then my brown roots started to show up so I though, hey, why not just die it brown again? And that's what I did... Right, let's head to my house.” Chloe says as she starts up the car and we make our way down the busy road to her house. Pfft house, I bet it's more of a freaking mansion!
Okay guys so that's the first part of a possible sequel, but I won't write it if you guys don't want me to/aren't going to read it. So please let me know what you want me to do. Oh and if you would like me to continue, ideas and suggestions are always welcome, if there's anything that you'd like to see happen in this fic, just tell me and I'll see what I can do. :P
Oh and thanks for reading! :D xx