PART II

First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity - George Bernard Shaw

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Sian physically recoiled from the computer, letting go of the mouse and muffling her shocked squeak with her free hand.

It was just one of those freaky coincidences, she knew that. She was too cynical these days to believe in fate or any of that mumbo- ( Read more... )

So new fic huh? This kinda came to me one afternoon and I decided to see where it goes. Hopefully you guys will enjoy it, please let me know.

This is dedicated to my muse, Gem, and to every single one of you lot that commented on any of my other stuff and asked after me in my recent absence. I owe you an awful lot.

PART I

The heart was made to be ( Read more... )

So this is different to everything I've written before and was more the product of me having a bad couple of days. Just a heads up it ain't a happy one, and I'm not entirely sure where it's heading but apparently this is the way I deal with bad moods.

Please, if you've got the time give it a read and let me know what you think.

Cheers

Lib X

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Here it is guys, the final part.

I just want to say an absolute massive thank you to everyone who's read this and everyone who's supported me whilst writing it or encouraged me to update. It's fair to say this fic has completely changed my life and writing it has meant the world to me, so all of your kind words and comments literally make me smile ( Read more... )

Dedicated to Gem for being so awesome.
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Sian:

After Mum and Grandma died I was convinced that there was someone out to get me, someone, or something that was stopping me from being happy. I don’t really believe in God, nor am I particularly spiritual or filled with a faith in some all-seeing power or ( Read more... )

Hey guys, sorry it's taken me longer than usual to get this up here. Life's been a bit hectic and all over the place recently, and if I'm honest is probably gunna continue to be the same for a while bear with me. Anyways this story is pretty much nearing it's end now, there's going to be two more parts after this one, but don't worry they're long ( Read more... )

Sophie:

The first thing I realised when I woke up was that I'd woken up with a smile plastered on my face.

The second thing I realised was that I was alone.

Which promptly wiped said smile from my face. I'm fairly sure that last night had been real and not just a dream. Sian had spent the night, and Sian had said she was going to stay here for a while ( Read more... )

Sophie:

It's been ages. And still nothing. Something's really, really not right.

I just know it.

But I don't know what to do. She's not answering my calls or ringing me back or replying to any of my messages. And I really don't think it'd be a good idea for me to go round to hers again, not when I don't know that she's definitely there. No, I ( Read more... )

Dedicated to Gem, as always.

Sophie:

I was stood outside of Sian’s house before I even really knew what I was doing. It was like some kind of automatic reaction, like my legs had just carried me here without any real conscious thought. Whatever it was, I was here, looking up at the red brick house in front of me, identical to those on either side ( Read more... )

Sian:

It was quiet, but then it was always like that here. Never anyone about, and when there is, they're always silent anyway. The only noise is that of the wind rushing through the trees and the faint sound of the road in the distance.

Peaceful.

Ironic really. I didn't feel very peaceful. Far from it. I felt the complete opposite of peaceful ( Read more... )