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Title: Lost
Rating: non-rated
Pairing: Frank Lampard/John Terry, Jose Mourinho
Disclaimer: This is definitely fake. Don't sue me coz I already said it's NOT TRUE. None of them are mine, although I wish I could own one of them :P
Summary: E-mailing between Frank and Jose.
Author Notes: This fic is inspired by Michael Buble's new video, Lost.
Lost
Frank is staring at the ceiling in the middle of the night.
He is thinking of the match which he got sent off. He isn’t happy about it.
He couldn’t sleep. So he decides to use his laptop.
He checks his e-mail and finds a message from his previous boss, Jose Mourinho.
He is shocked and at the same time excited because he failed to contact him all this while.
He reads the message. And it is a short one.
Hola Frankie,
Congrats on the winning.
p/s: What happen to your temper? Has become the second Wayne Rooney? ;)
With hugs and love,
The Special One
Frank laughs softly as he read the message.
Then he replies to him.
Hi Boss (Sorry used to it),
About me losing my temper, it wasn’t my fault. He provoked me. I’m innocent, Boss. I ain’t Wayne Rooney, you know that.
Anyway, where are you? I’ve been trying to reach you. Myself and the lads miss you so much… especially JT.
I guess you read about him having a fight with the assistant manager.
I hate seeing him losing himself.
Boss… tell me what can I do to bring you back here?
We all need you…
Do keep in contact.
Hugs and Love,
Xx Frankie xX
On one night in Frank’s house, John pops out a question. “Frankie… do you think Av will put me in first team against Olympiakos?”
“JT… of course he will. You are the captain. We need you.”
“Av doesn’t think so…” John said sadly while staring at the window.
“Aww JT…” Frank wrapped his arms around him. “Av would be stupid if he does not pick you. If he doesn’t, I’m not gonna play too.”
John smiles weakly at him. “Thanx Frankie…”
I can’t stand to see him this way. This is not him at all.
If only ‘he’ is here…… This won’t happen.
A day before the vital match, Frank received another e-mail from Jose.
My boy Frankie,
You know I wasn’t the one that wanted to leave. You and others have to get used to life without me… especially JT.
He only looks tough, but he is not. He is just as fragile as crystal glass. You and I both know.
Frankie, you have to be strong for him.
I promise you, if I had the chance to come back, I will.
But for now, be strong. The team needs you both.
Frankie, I have something for you, JT, and the lads.
Frank sees a ‘play’ button below the line. So he decides to click on it.
Music starts to fill the room.
Frank leans back on his chair and close his eyes to appreciate the beautiful sound of the piano.
I can't believe it's over
I watched the whole thing fall
And I never saw the writing that was on the wall
If I'd only knew
The days were slipping past
That the good things never last
That you were crying
Tears trickles down to his cheeks.
He quickly wipes off.
Summer turned to winter
And the snow it turned to rain
And the rain turned into tears upon your face
I hardly recognized the girl you are today
And god I hope it's not too late
It's not too late
'Cause you are not alone
I'm there with you
And we'll get lost together
Till the light comes pouring through
'Cause when you feel like you're done
And the darkness has won
Babe, you're not lost
When your worlds crashing down
And you cannot bear the thought
I said, babe, you're not lost
Life can show no mercy
It can tear your soul apart
It can make you feel like you've gone crazy
But you're not
Things have seem to changed
There's one thing that's still the same
In my heart you have remained
And we can fly fly fly away
'Cause you are not alone
And I am there with you
And we'll get lost together
Till the light comes pouring through
'Cause when you feel like you're done
And the darkness has won
Babe, you're not lost
When the worlds crashing down
And you can not bear the cross
I said, baby, you're not lost
I said, baby, you're not lost
I said, baby, you're not lost
I said, baby, you're not lost
As the song is finished, Frank wipes little tears from his cheeks and continues to read.
p/s: Good Luck for the match. I miss all of you……
With hugs and love,
The one and only JM
“I miss you…….” Frank muttered under his breath.
xx Enjoy xx
Rating: non-rated
Pairing: Frank Lampard/John Terry, Jose Mourinho
Disclaimer: This is definitely fake. Don't sue me coz I already said it's NOT TRUE. None of them are mine, although I wish I could own one of them :P
Summary: E-mailing between Frank and Jose.
Author Notes: This fic is inspired by Michael Buble's new video, Lost.
Lost
Frank is staring at the ceiling in the middle of the night.
He is thinking of the match which he got sent off. He isn’t happy about it.
He couldn’t sleep. So he decides to use his laptop.
He checks his e-mail and finds a message from his previous boss, Jose Mourinho.
He is shocked and at the same time excited because he failed to contact him all this while.
He reads the message. And it is a short one.
Hola Frankie,
Congrats on the winning.
p/s: What happen to your temper? Has become the second Wayne Rooney? ;)
With hugs and love,
The Special One
Frank laughs softly as he read the message.
Then he replies to him.
Hi Boss (Sorry used to it),
About me losing my temper, it wasn’t my fault. He provoked me. I’m innocent, Boss. I ain’t Wayne Rooney, you know that.
Anyway, where are you? I’ve been trying to reach you. Myself and the lads miss you so much… especially JT.
I guess you read about him having a fight with the assistant manager.
I hate seeing him losing himself.
Boss… tell me what can I do to bring you back here?
We all need you…
Do keep in contact.
Hugs and Love,
Xx Frankie xX
On one night in Frank’s house, John pops out a question. “Frankie… do you think Av will put me in first team against Olympiakos?”
“JT… of course he will. You are the captain. We need you.”
“Av doesn’t think so…” John said sadly while staring at the window.
“Aww JT…” Frank wrapped his arms around him. “Av would be stupid if he does not pick you. If he doesn’t, I’m not gonna play too.”
John smiles weakly at him. “Thanx Frankie…”
I can’t stand to see him this way. This is not him at all.
If only ‘he’ is here…… This won’t happen.
A day before the vital match, Frank received another e-mail from Jose.
My boy Frankie,
You know I wasn’t the one that wanted to leave. You and others have to get used to life without me… especially JT.
He only looks tough, but he is not. He is just as fragile as crystal glass. You and I both know.
Frankie, you have to be strong for him.
I promise you, if I had the chance to come back, I will.
But for now, be strong. The team needs you both.
Frankie, I have something for you, JT, and the lads.
Frank sees a ‘play’ button below the line. So he decides to click on it.
Music starts to fill the room.
Frank leans back on his chair and close his eyes to appreciate the beautiful sound of the piano.
I can't believe it's over
I watched the whole thing fall
And I never saw the writing that was on the wall
If I'd only knew
The days were slipping past
That the good things never last
That you were crying
Tears trickles down to his cheeks.
He quickly wipes off.
Summer turned to winter
And the snow it turned to rain
And the rain turned into tears upon your face
I hardly recognized the girl you are today
And god I hope it's not too late
It's not too late
'Cause you are not alone
I'm there with you
And we'll get lost together
Till the light comes pouring through
'Cause when you feel like you're done
And the darkness has won
Babe, you're not lost
When your worlds crashing down
And you cannot bear the thought
I said, babe, you're not lost
Life can show no mercy
It can tear your soul apart
It can make you feel like you've gone crazy
But you're not
Things have seem to changed
There's one thing that's still the same
In my heart you have remained
And we can fly fly fly away
'Cause you are not alone
And I am there with you
And we'll get lost together
Till the light comes pouring through
'Cause when you feel like you're done
And the darkness has won
Babe, you're not lost
When the worlds crashing down
And you can not bear the cross
I said, baby, you're not lost
I said, baby, you're not lost
I said, baby, you're not lost
I said, baby, you're not lost
As the song is finished, Frank wipes little tears from his cheeks and continues to read.
p/s: Good Luck for the match. I miss all of you……
With hugs and love,
The one and only JM
“I miss you…….” Frank muttered under his breath.
xx Enjoy xx