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| Deanna :) Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: Essex duude :) | Nana ~ We're Not Allowed ~ parisx2xrome ![]() What happens when you fall in love? You date that person, move in with that person, and then marry that person. However, what about when you're already married or engaged, and you find someone else? You're already joined to someone else, but you figure out that you don't love them as much as this new person that has waltzed in unexpectedly. This is about a man and a woman that are both in relationships, and they are either married or engaged when they find each other. They're all ready to move on with their lives, but that's changed when they bump into one an another. Can they both hurt their other love by leaving them, or will they stay together in secret? ** Isabella stepped out of the house, glad that it was a Saturday morning and not a weekday. Last night had been a particularly bad time for herself and her fiancé, Matt Lennox. They had been in a large argument, about something that hadn't made sense to her much at the time, and she had now forgotten. She believed it to be about the work load for both of them, and how little time that they spent together in preparation for their wedding, which she had planned herself. Running a hand through her hair, she came out of the apartment that she shared with Matt wearing [url=http://www.polyvore.com/tagged_love_fashion/set?id=13561900]this[/url. After pulling a beanie hat over her head as it was a little cold outside, and her converse on, she picked up her iPod, phone and house keys before slipping them into her pocket. With her iPod in her ears, trying to forget about her fiancé that had slept on the couch last night, before heading out to work early without another word to her, she walked to the local café for the perfect cup of coffee to drown away anything bad. The coffee in the little place was amazing, and she had never tasted anything better in her life. She walked into the warm coffee shop about ten minutes later, it not being that far away from her apartment. She already knew what she was going to order, and she stood in the long queue. |
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| Master Noob Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Uibh Fhaile, Ireland | The infuriating sound of chiming bells woke Alexander from his somewhat peaceful sleep. Reluctantly opening his eyes, he shifted his body around in the bed. Its satin sheets morphed around his body as he did so. An arm firmly holding his weight off the bed, he turned his head and addressed his sleeping wife, the chiming continuing. "Nicola..." Nothing. "Nicola, your phone..." Still nothing. "For Christ sake Nicola, your phone!" The sheer fury and persistance in his voice was enough to make the girl jump. Her caramel coloured skin produced goose-pimples as her tiny frame stepped from the warmth of the bed. Frowning at Alexander and ruffling her raven hair, she walked to her phone that was placed lazily on the counter. "H-hello? ... Yes... Alright, that's fine. I'll see you there." Her voice was as sweet as ever, and, if just for a moment, Alexander regreted his aggresive attitude. His body was now creeping off of the bed, hesitance evident in its every move. "Who was that?" His voice was muffled in comparison to hers'. His fingers ran through his messy blonde hair as he kissed her softly on the forehead. She smiled only slightly and began to speak. "It was work." She stated as she grapled with a pencil skirt and blouse. "I have a big story I need to report on, so... I got to go." Alex pursed his lips, trying to hold back obvious aggresion in his tone. "Right, of course. I'll see you later then?!" The statement turned to more of a question as he shuffled to put on a t-shirt. Nicola was already grabbing a banana as she ran towards the door, glancing back for but a moment. "Right. Love you." After blowing a half-hearted kiss, she was gone. Again. Alexander heaved a sigh and threw on some pale denim trousers. In an impulsive decision, he decided to get breakfast at a Cafe he liked. Grabbing the flats' keys, he strode from the appartment, a frown firmly placed on his head. The walk down the street was quite challenging. The hustle and bustle of New York life was beginning to get too much for him. He grimaced as he wedged his way through masses of bodies. All heading for work! God Damn, I need a job! He grappled with his own mind as he entered the surprisingly not-so-busy cafe. Deciding to let the waitress come to the table, Alex sat at table close to the window as he looked out at all of the busy employed people. |
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| Deanna :) Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: Essex duude :) | Bella ordered her coffee and her croissant, before she sat down in a corner booth of the little shop. She straightened her black beanie hat a few moments after she had sat down and put her things on the table. The iPod came out of her ears, and she set it down on the table, knowing that there was no need for there to be any safety precautions on it, because even though she lived in the middle of New York, this was a very safe area to live in with only very petty crimes like an old lady falling over in the street and accidentally hitting someone with her walking stick. That was how exciting life got here, so nothing really bad every happened. When her phone vibrated in her back pocket, she jumped a little, glad that her coffee had been on the table. It sounded strangely loud, as there was only herself, the staff and a fairly good looking male sitting across from her in this section of the café. The text on her phone was from Matt, and it read Hey, I'm gonna' be home late, work and stuff. Sorry x. Not even an 'I love you' or anything. Just a sorry and a lame old kiss. "Yeah, I love you too." She sighed quietly, standing to slip her phone back into her pocket, and then she hit it. Her coffee was bumped by her body as she stood, and she cried out in pain as she scalding hot liquid burned through her jeans. "Shit!" |
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| Master Noob Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Uibh Fhaile, Ireland | Alexander managed to smile as a waitress stumbled over towards him. She was relatively pretty, with bright red hair and pale grey eyes. She smiled at him, her eyes widening as she spoke. "Hi Sir. What could I get you?" Alex glanced about him for but a moment, his eyes flashing around the tables. There was around three other people in the cafe. One withered old man who held coyly to his walking stick as he attempted to hoist himself from the booth. Another woman was rather tiny with a plump frame and a wide smile on her face as she spoke down a fancy-looking phone. The last person within the cafe seemed to catch Alexanders' eye. She was of average height, a lean build, with beautiful features who was glancing solemnly at a phone. "Excuse me? Sir.?" The waitress' voice snapped Alex out of his trance, and he apologized by grinning at her. "Yes, um... I would like a mocha please, if you wouldn't mind. And perhaps some toast." The girl smiled most flirtatiously and bounded off. Alex attempted to sooth his strained temples with his course fingers, but failed. As he tryed desperately to stifle a glance in the attractive womans' direction, he heard a somewhat high-pitched yelp. His head shot around to find that very woman grimacing in pain, her coffee mug toppled unto the floor. Instantly, Alexander ran towards her. He grabbed the mug from the floor and placed it safely unto the table before grasping some napkins and offering them to her. "Here. Are you alright?" |
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| Deanna :) Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: Essex duude :) | Bella must have look like a bit of a nutter, hopping around the small empty café like this with the piping hot coffee burning her thighs. "Ah, shit, crap, fuck, bollocks.." She moaned, waving her hands at her upper legs to try and stop the burning. It didn't work. She then sat down again, still batting at her legs as she tried to get rid of the heat, but she really had no idea what to do. Did she just leave now and run home looking like she had just peed herself? Or try to clean up the mess and then get on with her life with red legs? Hmmm... "Here. Are you alright?" A voice said next to her, and she looked up, nibbling on her bottom lip to see the handsome male from before handing her some napkins. "Yeah, thanks.." She said, gratefully taking the napkins from him and dabbing at the wet patches on her jeans. Oh man, that sounded so wrong. Anyway, she looked back up at him after a moment, and she spotted her empty coffee mug that had been on the floor, placed back on the table. She smiled a little, the napkins pressed on to her thighs. "Thanks again." |
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