We ended up going to watch a random film, we had no idea what it was called or what it was about, but we bought our tickets and took our popcorn wondering what we were going to see. The movie was about this girl and this guy (we were watching a rom com, whoop de freakin do.) They were best friends, and then they admitted to liking each other and then... well and then you know the rest. They're all the same and I can't stand them, but because it was like 1am, there was litteraly no-one in the cinema, so we laughed loud and proud, and ended up making fun of the film the whole way through. When the guy was hurt and in the hospital and Jenifer Annistan was crying (as usuaul) Shane started to cry. Shane had always been so sensitive, it was kinda cute. I hugged him. 'Awwwwww!' I said, smoothing down his hair, and hugging him. Shane looked at me weirdly then, 'uh...' I then looked at him. He hadn't been crying at all, he had been laughing a lot. So much that he had been reduced to tears. 'I thought you were crying.' I said, slightly embarassed and confused. Shane cocked his head and smiled. Then he laughed and leaned over. For a crazy thirty seconds I though he was gonna kiss me... But instead he hugged me. I hugged him back. Then we both started laughing. And then we realised. The film was rolling the credits. We stumbled up and down the stairs to the car park. 'Can you drive, I'm really tired.' I said yawning.
'Of corse.' Shane said opening the car door to let me in. I rolled my eyes and got in.
*** After the car journey
I must have fallen asleep because I felt Shane shaking me awake. 'Yo, Sofia we's be here.'
I squinted at him shaking myself awake. 'Woah, umm.. okay.' I said in the process of waking up. Shane laughed 'Want me to walk you to your door so that you don't fall down alseep then get butt raped by a creepy old man?' He asked sweetly.
'You read my mind.' I said giggling.
He held my hand and walked to my door, where we had been yesterday.
And I got that weird feeling again. Like we were at the end of a date, this was the perfect time for a kiss... And without thinking. I reached out for a hug. Then. Kissed him gently. And then turned to my door. Unlocked it. And walked in as if nothing had just happened.
Saturday, 25 June 2011
Saturday, 11 June 2011
Shane Dawson Fanfic 6
CONTINUATION:
Oh shit. 'Oh hi...' I said trailing off. This was weird. I mean imagine you're best guy friend and you, but with you in see through-ish lingerie... I blushed, and Shane suddenly smiled sheepishly, 'awkward huh?' He said and then we started laughing like mad for about 5 seconds.
'Very... Yeah, I think I should probebly get changed and then we can go hit up the town.' I said, playing with my hair. 'Sure, I'll be here.' He said finding a seat and waving. I waved and then turned around and walked to the changing rooms. Thank GOD I wasn't wearing a thong... That would be unforunate.
***AFTER CHANGING***
I came back, with me and my worn out jeans and a t-shirt. I walked towords Shane, but... Ha ha, he was surronded by women. It made me laugh a little, but kinda... jelouse? WOAH, WHAT? No, no NO! I wasn't jelous of him with other girls. So... Why did I want to kill all of those girls? I shook my head and pushed my way through to the front where Shane was looking uncomfortable. 'Having fun?' I asked, smiling. Shane looked relived to see me. Then Crystal ho bag turned to Shane. 'SO, before we were INTERUPTED OH SO RUDELY! Tell me Shane, why don't we like, go out for dinner?' She said, trying to piss me off.
'Uh... As nice as that would be, I uh... Already have a girlfriend!' Shane stuttered.
'Who?' Crystal said looking like she wanted to kill whoever. I wanted to know too. I mean I knew it was a lie, but who was he gonna pick? Shanaynay? I almost laughed at the thought.
'Juliet, of corse!' He said, looking at me for help.
'Ummm, yeah! He's my guy!' I said, leaning close to give Shane a hug. He hugged me back and whispered in my ear 'Thanks.' I smiled and hugged him tighter. Then we looked up, kinda embaressed, loads of girls either looked pissed (like Crystal) or smiled, like this was a flipping chick flick. 'Prove it!' Crystal said, boy, nothing got passed her.
'By doing what?' I asked.
'Like a kiss or something, Duh!' She asked.
'Yeah, we're taking it slow.' I said slowly. Shane squeezed my hand.
'Well we better be going right honey?' Shane asked, standing up.
'Yeah, bye everyone!' I said, we walked out holding hands. Then ran out into my car.
'Oh...My God.' I said panting.'Got away safely' I said.
'Yeah, sorry about throwing you on the spot with the whole, this is my girlfriend thing.' Shane said guiltily. I laughed.
'Nah, it was kinda fun.' Shane looked at me sorta weirdly. Like a mix of WTF and Really? I smiled at him, then realised I was still holding his hand. He smiled back and squeezed my hand.
'Where we gonna get thrown the fuck outta?' He said in his Shanaynay voice, turning on the ignition.
Oh shit. 'Oh hi...' I said trailing off. This was weird. I mean imagine you're best guy friend and you, but with you in see through-ish lingerie... I blushed, and Shane suddenly smiled sheepishly, 'awkward huh?' He said and then we started laughing like mad for about 5 seconds.
'Very... Yeah, I think I should probebly get changed and then we can go hit up the town.' I said, playing with my hair. 'Sure, I'll be here.' He said finding a seat and waving. I waved and then turned around and walked to the changing rooms. Thank GOD I wasn't wearing a thong... That would be unforunate.
***AFTER CHANGING***
I came back, with me and my worn out jeans and a t-shirt. I walked towords Shane, but... Ha ha, he was surronded by women. It made me laugh a little, but kinda... jelouse? WOAH, WHAT? No, no NO! I wasn't jelous of him with other girls. So... Why did I want to kill all of those girls? I shook my head and pushed my way through to the front where Shane was looking uncomfortable. 'Having fun?' I asked, smiling. Shane looked relived to see me. Then Crystal ho bag turned to Shane. 'SO, before we were INTERUPTED OH SO RUDELY! Tell me Shane, why don't we like, go out for dinner?' She said, trying to piss me off.
'Uh... As nice as that would be, I uh... Already have a girlfriend!' Shane stuttered.
'Who?' Crystal said looking like she wanted to kill whoever. I wanted to know too. I mean I knew it was a lie, but who was he gonna pick? Shanaynay? I almost laughed at the thought.
'Juliet, of corse!' He said, looking at me for help.
'Ummm, yeah! He's my guy!' I said, leaning close to give Shane a hug. He hugged me back and whispered in my ear 'Thanks.' I smiled and hugged him tighter. Then we looked up, kinda embaressed, loads of girls either looked pissed (like Crystal) or smiled, like this was a flipping chick flick. 'Prove it!' Crystal said, boy, nothing got passed her.
'By doing what?' I asked.
'Like a kiss or something, Duh!' She asked.
'Yeah, we're taking it slow.' I said slowly. Shane squeezed my hand.
'Well we better be going right honey?' Shane asked, standing up.
'Yeah, bye everyone!' I said, we walked out holding hands. Then ran out into my car.
'Oh...My God.' I said panting.'Got away safely' I said.
'Yeah, sorry about throwing you on the spot with the whole, this is my girlfriend thing.' Shane said guiltily. I laughed.
'Nah, it was kinda fun.' Shane looked at me sorta weirdly. Like a mix of WTF and Really? I smiled at him, then realised I was still holding his hand. He smiled back and squeezed my hand.
'Where we gonna get thrown the fuck outta?' He said in his Shanaynay voice, turning on the ignition.
Thursday, 9 June 2011
Shane Dawson Fanfic 5
Shane's P.O.V:
I waved my final wave and then the lifts closed... I smiled to myself and looked in the mirror, then I laughed. Look at my hair, it was just sticking up all over the damn place. Then I slapped my own forehead, and sighed. I let Juliet see me with my hair looking like crap. No wonder she was smiling. But it's nice to see her smile, so whatever.
She was right though. Juliet. I did need to do some editing...
Juliet's P.O.V:
I rushed to my car wearing my blue skinnies and a t-shirt. I'm not actually into clothes, which is weird. But you know what? I'M WEIRD. So screw it. I drove to work, hoping I would get there in time. We had an 8am shoot, and now it was 7:30, it seems like I have time, but I like to be early. REALLY EARLY. So I was worried. I didn't want to be late.
By the time I had gotten there it was 7:55am. 'I am SO sorry that I'm late, I got held up in traffic and...' I panted to Ryan (the photographer who also did a lot of managing, he's also probebly one of the best photographers and my closest friend at Victoria's Secret.) Ryan looked at me weirdly, 'Honey, please, I deal with this everyday so don't worry! But it's not, like you to be late, SO FILL ME IN. But later, got some bitches to make look beaut-iful!' He said, pointing to today's itinerary, it had everything that we did, what times we did it at and who was doing what. I looked through, looking for a Juliet Silverwolf. BAM, it said I was doing the 9am shoot, which was on dresses, then at 3pm I had shoes, at finally at 5pm I had lingerie. Easy.
I went to go wait in the 'model's lonunge' which is where we hung out in between/before/after shoots. You could get coffee, and food there. Something which I needed. I walked into the lounge and immediatly went up to the food bit, and grabbed a teeny tiny box of frosties and sat down at one of the sofa's. A lot of girls gave me a total bitch look, but I'm used to it. I got out my phone because it started buzzing slightly. I unlocked it, and saw a text from Shane. I smiled to myself, eating the Frosties out of the box (no milk, no spoon, just plain outta a box!) and smiling at the text. I giggled a bit, because the text was so funny, I just had to laugh a bit. Then I heard someone clear their throat, 'Uh, what are you like, laughing at?' Said Crystal Blake. Oh God... Crystal Blake, she is a TOTAL BITCHY SLUT. Seriously, look at your stereo typed Calafornian girl (Katy Perry style) with the blonde hair, Bulemia and like no like thought in her like head! UGH! This girl infuriates me to my very core, but I don't let her see that. That would show that she was winning. 'Oh, nothing much.' I said, clicking back a responce.
'Ooooo, is it a boy? It's a boy! I can tell!' Mandy giggled. I like Mandy, she's really nice and sweet, and she's studying Shakespeare at uni, so she's not a Crystal Blake. I blushed and Ctystal suddenly laughed. 'YEAH, ha ha, lolz times a like billion, as if!' She carried on laughing and I just joined in. 'Hey, I can't make a comeback to that! BUT I do know that you're legs are like McDonalds Crystal, NEVER SHUT!' I laughed and so did Mandy. Crystal started going a dangerous shade of red and then just rolled her eyes and walked out. Probebly to the bathroom to go throw up. I texted Shane quickly telling him what happened. Then I turned to Mandy and we started chatting about Shakespeare, and Mcdonalds and Lollipops. It was all loads of fun, but then I had to go for my shoot.
*** AFTER THE 5PM-LINGERIE SHOOT ***
'Okay, great! I think we're finished.' Ryan said, checking the lense of his camera. I got out of my random 'sexy' *cough cough* pose. I walked my way over to the water fountins, whiping my hair out of the way so I could get a drink because I had to be an idiot and forget my water bottle! 'Hey, excuse me...' said a familiar voice said. I snapped my head up and guess who?
I waved my final wave and then the lifts closed... I smiled to myself and looked in the mirror, then I laughed. Look at my hair, it was just sticking up all over the damn place. Then I slapped my own forehead, and sighed. I let Juliet see me with my hair looking like crap. No wonder she was smiling. But it's nice to see her smile, so whatever.
She was right though. Juliet. I did need to do some editing...
Juliet's P.O.V:
I rushed to my car wearing my blue skinnies and a t-shirt. I'm not actually into clothes, which is weird. But you know what? I'M WEIRD. So screw it. I drove to work, hoping I would get there in time. We had an 8am shoot, and now it was 7:30, it seems like I have time, but I like to be early. REALLY EARLY. So I was worried. I didn't want to be late.
By the time I had gotten there it was 7:55am. 'I am SO sorry that I'm late, I got held up in traffic and...' I panted to Ryan (the photographer who also did a lot of managing, he's also probebly one of the best photographers and my closest friend at Victoria's Secret.) Ryan looked at me weirdly, 'Honey, please, I deal with this everyday so don't worry! But it's not, like you to be late, SO FILL ME IN. But later, got some bitches to make look beaut-iful!' He said, pointing to today's itinerary, it had everything that we did, what times we did it at and who was doing what. I looked through, looking for a Juliet Silverwolf. BAM, it said I was doing the 9am shoot, which was on dresses, then at 3pm I had shoes, at finally at 5pm I had lingerie. Easy.
I went to go wait in the 'model's lonunge' which is where we hung out in between/before/after shoots. You could get coffee, and food there. Something which I needed. I walked into the lounge and immediatly went up to the food bit, and grabbed a teeny tiny box of frosties and sat down at one of the sofa's. A lot of girls gave me a total bitch look, but I'm used to it. I got out my phone because it started buzzing slightly. I unlocked it, and saw a text from Shane. I smiled to myself, eating the Frosties out of the box (no milk, no spoon, just plain outta a box!) and smiling at the text. I giggled a bit, because the text was so funny, I just had to laugh a bit. Then I heard someone clear their throat, 'Uh, what are you like, laughing at?' Said Crystal Blake. Oh God... Crystal Blake, she is a TOTAL BITCHY SLUT. Seriously, look at your stereo typed Calafornian girl (Katy Perry style) with the blonde hair, Bulemia and like no like thought in her like head! UGH! This girl infuriates me to my very core, but I don't let her see that. That would show that she was winning. 'Oh, nothing much.' I said, clicking back a responce.
'Ooooo, is it a boy? It's a boy! I can tell!' Mandy giggled. I like Mandy, she's really nice and sweet, and she's studying Shakespeare at uni, so she's not a Crystal Blake. I blushed and Ctystal suddenly laughed. 'YEAH, ha ha, lolz times a like billion, as if!' She carried on laughing and I just joined in. 'Hey, I can't make a comeback to that! BUT I do know that you're legs are like McDonalds Crystal, NEVER SHUT!' I laughed and so did Mandy. Crystal started going a dangerous shade of red and then just rolled her eyes and walked out. Probebly to the bathroom to go throw up. I texted Shane quickly telling him what happened. Then I turned to Mandy and we started chatting about Shakespeare, and Mcdonalds and Lollipops. It was all loads of fun, but then I had to go for my shoot.
*** AFTER THE 5PM-LINGERIE SHOOT ***
'Okay, great! I think we're finished.' Ryan said, checking the lense of his camera. I got out of my random 'sexy' *cough cough* pose. I walked my way over to the water fountins, whiping my hair out of the way so I could get a drink because I had to be an idiot and forget my water bottle! 'Hey, excuse me...' said a familiar voice said. I snapped my head up and guess who?
Tuesday, 7 June 2011
Shane Dawson Fanfic 4
Juliet's P.O.V:
I woke up to birds chirping and the sun's rays smiling on me. I opened my eyes fully, I am such a morning person... Sometimes, it depended If I had a good night's sleep or not, and Shane really was comfortable. I tried to strech but might have accidently slapped Shane in the face. Maybe I shouldn't hug someone when sleeping. However, it woke him right up. 'Ow... What the fuck Julie!?' Shand said angrily, frowning at me. 'Well GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE!' I shouted grinning. Shane then hit me with a cushion. I huffed at him. Then hit him back, even though he was faced away he hit me in the head. I narrowed my eyes IT WAS ON! I started to hit him continusly with the cushion, and soon he responded and we had an EPIC pillow (cushion) fight! In the end, Shane (who finally woke up) was on the floor feeling the power of my pillow fighting skills, while I kneeled sorta 'on' him (woah, that sounds weird) but it was like him lying down, laughing and swearing. With me almost sitting on his stomach. Then Shane grabbed the cushion from me and wrestled me like a wild cat, we rolled about trying to push each other over, laughing between. When suddenly I panted ' o-okay, I surrender! You-you win!' Then Shane (still grinning) rolled off me and next to me, holding my hand. 'GREAT! Now you have to do anything I say!' He said, punching the air in triumph. 'I never promised anything about slavery, right now I need coffee and to know what the time is!' I said standing up, then I offered my hand to Shane who took it and we both stumbled around a bit. 'Too bad, you owe me!' He said, walking towaords my kitchen.
'Okay fine, what do you want me to do?' I asked following him.
'Uh... Nothing much... Just to hang out today!' He said getting mugs and switching on my coffee machine. I looked at the time, 'Holy shit, did you know that it's 6am!' I said, still rubbing my eyes. 'Woah... I expected it to be like... 3pm' Shane said fiddling with my coffee machine.
'Oh crap! Crap crap crap shit shit shit shit SHIT!' I suddenly said, slapping my forehead.
Shane turned around, his hair was kinda messed up, but I guess it looked cute. 'What? You pregnent?' He asked, cracking a smile. I gave him my WTF look, then smiled.
'Nope... I have work today...'I said, looking upset.
'Awww, oh well. I guess I'll have to spend another day with ya...' Shane said trying to make it sound fine, but he looked kinda crushed.
'Wha- no. Because here's what we're gonna do! I am gonna go to work, YOU are gonna edit today, then when I get off work at 6pm, YOU are gonna pick me up and WE are gonna go hit a movie... Or a Taco Bell... Your choice.' I said, accepting my coffee from him. Shane really smiled when I said that. 'Really? You won't be tired or anything?' He said.
'Shane, I stand in front of a camera all day pretending to be sexy, then I change my outfit a ton of times and do it again and again. Then after getting dirty looks for eating a sandwich, I walk by the bathrooms and hear vomitting. I then walk back to the camera, still pretending. I won't be tired.' I said rolling my eyes.
'Oh PLEASE, you don't have to pretend!' Shane said winking at me as he drained the last of his coffee. I sorta smiled, but more blushed. I gave Shane a hug. He always knew what to say to make me feel better, and make me laugh. We maybe held the hug for too long, but whatever. I then kept hugging him all the way to the door where I finally let go and said goodbye. We waved at eachother and Shane walked to the lift, still waving, and clicked the G button. Then waved his final wave...
I woke up to birds chirping and the sun's rays smiling on me. I opened my eyes fully, I am such a morning person... Sometimes, it depended If I had a good night's sleep or not, and Shane really was comfortable. I tried to strech but might have accidently slapped Shane in the face. Maybe I shouldn't hug someone when sleeping. However, it woke him right up. 'Ow... What the fuck Julie!?' Shand said angrily, frowning at me. 'Well GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE!' I shouted grinning. Shane then hit me with a cushion. I huffed at him. Then hit him back, even though he was faced away he hit me in the head. I narrowed my eyes IT WAS ON! I started to hit him continusly with the cushion, and soon he responded and we had an EPIC pillow (cushion) fight! In the end, Shane (who finally woke up) was on the floor feeling the power of my pillow fighting skills, while I kneeled sorta 'on' him (woah, that sounds weird) but it was like him lying down, laughing and swearing. With me almost sitting on his stomach. Then Shane grabbed the cushion from me and wrestled me like a wild cat, we rolled about trying to push each other over, laughing between. When suddenly I panted ' o-okay, I surrender! You-you win!' Then Shane (still grinning) rolled off me and next to me, holding my hand. 'GREAT! Now you have to do anything I say!' He said, punching the air in triumph. 'I never promised anything about slavery, right now I need coffee and to know what the time is!' I said standing up, then I offered my hand to Shane who took it and we both stumbled around a bit. 'Too bad, you owe me!' He said, walking towaords my kitchen.
'Okay fine, what do you want me to do?' I asked following him.
'Uh... Nothing much... Just to hang out today!' He said getting mugs and switching on my coffee machine. I looked at the time, 'Holy shit, did you know that it's 6am!' I said, still rubbing my eyes. 'Woah... I expected it to be like... 3pm' Shane said fiddling with my coffee machine.
'Oh crap! Crap crap crap shit shit shit shit SHIT!' I suddenly said, slapping my forehead.
Shane turned around, his hair was kinda messed up, but I guess it looked cute. 'What? You pregnent?' He asked, cracking a smile. I gave him my WTF look, then smiled.
'Nope... I have work today...'I said, looking upset.
'Awww, oh well. I guess I'll have to spend another day with ya...' Shane said trying to make it sound fine, but he looked kinda crushed.
'Wha- no. Because here's what we're gonna do! I am gonna go to work, YOU are gonna edit today, then when I get off work at 6pm, YOU are gonna pick me up and WE are gonna go hit a movie... Or a Taco Bell... Your choice.' I said, accepting my coffee from him. Shane really smiled when I said that. 'Really? You won't be tired or anything?' He said.
'Shane, I stand in front of a camera all day pretending to be sexy, then I change my outfit a ton of times and do it again and again. Then after getting dirty looks for eating a sandwich, I walk by the bathrooms and hear vomitting. I then walk back to the camera, still pretending. I won't be tired.' I said rolling my eyes.
'Oh PLEASE, you don't have to pretend!' Shane said winking at me as he drained the last of his coffee. I sorta smiled, but more blushed. I gave Shane a hug. He always knew what to say to make me feel better, and make me laugh. We maybe held the hug for too long, but whatever. I then kept hugging him all the way to the door where I finally let go and said goodbye. We waved at eachother and Shane walked to the lift, still waving, and clicked the G button. Then waved his final wave...
Monday, 6 June 2011
Shane Dawson Fanfic 3
Juliet's P.O.V:
'Well here we are.' Said Shane as soon as we had reached my door. Why did this feel like a date? Like it was the end of the evening where we had that awkwardness between us and then the first kiss... I looked at Shane, and I mean REALLY looked at him, we sort of stared at each other. It wasn't weird... but kind of like we were just looking at each other for the first time. I looked through his bluey-green eyes and right at 'him.'I mean the person. I thought about it, Shane. Date. Me. I liked Shane a lot. In fact he was so reliable I was sure that one day we could... 'You gonna open that door soon? Or do you wanna keep having this staring contest?' Asked Shane. 'Oh yeah, sorry...' I trailed off and turned to open the door. Blushing slightly. I have very fair skin, so when I blush, it's very noticable. I turned the key and we were standing in my hallway. Well, not really a hallway, but sort of a two step corridor. 'You have more boxes?' He asked, as he steeped in. 'Yeah, in my room, but only a couple... hundred.' I said, sighing. It was gonna be a long day...
We started going through the boxes, piling them in the different rooms to which they applied. Then we started in the kitchen, putting away plates and mugs and stuff, next onto the bathroom, where Shane complained about my amount of product. 'You don't even need half these things, I mean anti wrinkle cream, you don't have any wrinkles!' I laughed.
'That you know of.' Shane gave me a weird look, but couldn't help but crack a smile.
We carried onto my room where we went through clothing.
'Seriously Juliet, how is anyone ment to fit in these?' Shane asked holding up my thong. My eyes widened, and I promptly blushed. 'No idea how I do it, but hey! Why did you go through my box clearly labeled LINGERIE? Pervert...' I said, frowning slightly. Shane laughed, but didn't seem as uncomfortable as me. 'Awww, you're blushing. Alright I'll stop going thorugh your fancy shmancy underwear, which may I add is like one piece of lace or silk that looks way to thin.' He said, placing my thong back in the box and moving onto another one of mine filled with shoes. 'It's the Victoria Secret way...' I said sighing once more.
***
Soon we had finished all of the boxes, and all I had to do was clean my new house. We both collapsed onto my sofa (which had arrived yesterday along with the rest of my furniture) and both sprawled onto the sofa and half the floor. 'Oh my God, that was tiring as fuck. Why did I agree to this again?' Shane gasped. I giggled.
'You offered.' Then I put my head on his shoulder. I had never really done this, but somehow it felt right. I then turned my entire body towords him and closed my eyes.
'Uh, Juliet, what are you doing?' Shane asked, sounding surprised.
'Falling asleep on you silly, anyone tell you that you're incredibly comfortable?' I said, snuggling into his shoulder, and half hugging him.
'No...' He said, stroking my weary head.
'Well now you have.' I said. 'Goodnight Shane...'
'Night Juliet.'
'I love you' I said.
Shane laughed, 'I love you too.' Then he said something else, but I didn't hear, I was falling into a really deep coma of a sleep...
Shane's P.O.V:
We hit the sofa and lay there like a beached whale. 'Oh my God, that was tiring as fuck. Why did I agree to this again?' I asked, gasping for breath. Juleit giggled.
'You offered.' Then she put her head on my shoulder. Then just as I had almost got over that, she turned her entire body toords me and sort of loosely hugged me. I felt weird. I mean, it felt good, and right. But she had never done 'this', and I had only thought of stuff like this happening. 'Uh, Juliet, what are you doing?' I asked surprised.
'Falling asleep on you silly, anyone ever tell you that you're incredibly comfortable?' she said sleepily.
'No...' I said. My heart was thumping so fast I swear she could probebly hear it.
'Well now you have.' She said, smiling in her sleep. 'Goodnight Shane...'
'Night Juliet' I replied, smiling.
'I love you.' She added. Oh God, she must really be tired. I laughed.
'I love you too.' I then added 'And I sometimes wish you really ment that, because I love you for real...'
'Well here we are.' Said Shane as soon as we had reached my door. Why did this feel like a date? Like it was the end of the evening where we had that awkwardness between us and then the first kiss... I looked at Shane, and I mean REALLY looked at him, we sort of stared at each other. It wasn't weird... but kind of like we were just looking at each other for the first time. I looked through his bluey-green eyes and right at 'him.'I mean the person. I thought about it, Shane. Date. Me. I liked Shane a lot. In fact he was so reliable I was sure that one day we could... 'You gonna open that door soon? Or do you wanna keep having this staring contest?' Asked Shane. 'Oh yeah, sorry...' I trailed off and turned to open the door. Blushing slightly. I have very fair skin, so when I blush, it's very noticable. I turned the key and we were standing in my hallway. Well, not really a hallway, but sort of a two step corridor. 'You have more boxes?' He asked, as he steeped in. 'Yeah, in my room, but only a couple... hundred.' I said, sighing. It was gonna be a long day...
We started going through the boxes, piling them in the different rooms to which they applied. Then we started in the kitchen, putting away plates and mugs and stuff, next onto the bathroom, where Shane complained about my amount of product. 'You don't even need half these things, I mean anti wrinkle cream, you don't have any wrinkles!' I laughed.
'That you know of.' Shane gave me a weird look, but couldn't help but crack a smile.
We carried onto my room where we went through clothing.
'Seriously Juliet, how is anyone ment to fit in these?' Shane asked holding up my thong. My eyes widened, and I promptly blushed. 'No idea how I do it, but hey! Why did you go through my box clearly labeled LINGERIE? Pervert...' I said, frowning slightly. Shane laughed, but didn't seem as uncomfortable as me. 'Awww, you're blushing. Alright I'll stop going thorugh your fancy shmancy underwear, which may I add is like one piece of lace or silk that looks way to thin.' He said, placing my thong back in the box and moving onto another one of mine filled with shoes. 'It's the Victoria Secret way...' I said sighing once more.
***
Soon we had finished all of the boxes, and all I had to do was clean my new house. We both collapsed onto my sofa (which had arrived yesterday along with the rest of my furniture) and both sprawled onto the sofa and half the floor. 'Oh my God, that was tiring as fuck. Why did I agree to this again?' Shane gasped. I giggled.
'You offered.' Then I put my head on his shoulder. I had never really done this, but somehow it felt right. I then turned my entire body towords him and closed my eyes.
'Uh, Juliet, what are you doing?' Shane asked, sounding surprised.
'Falling asleep on you silly, anyone tell you that you're incredibly comfortable?' I said, snuggling into his shoulder, and half hugging him.
'No...' He said, stroking my weary head.
'Well now you have.' I said. 'Goodnight Shane...'
'Night Juliet.'
'I love you' I said.
Shane laughed, 'I love you too.' Then he said something else, but I didn't hear, I was falling into a really deep coma of a sleep...
Shane's P.O.V:
We hit the sofa and lay there like a beached whale. 'Oh my God, that was tiring as fuck. Why did I agree to this again?' I asked, gasping for breath. Juleit giggled.
'You offered.' Then she put her head on my shoulder. Then just as I had almost got over that, she turned her entire body toords me and sort of loosely hugged me. I felt weird. I mean, it felt good, and right. But she had never done 'this', and I had only thought of stuff like this happening. 'Uh, Juliet, what are you doing?' I asked surprised.
'Falling asleep on you silly, anyone ever tell you that you're incredibly comfortable?' she said sleepily.
'No...' I said. My heart was thumping so fast I swear she could probebly hear it.
'Well now you have.' She said, smiling in her sleep. 'Goodnight Shane...'
'Night Juliet' I replied, smiling.
'I love you.' She added. Oh God, she must really be tired. I laughed.
'I love you too.' I then added 'And I sometimes wish you really ment that, because I love you for real...'
Sunday, 5 June 2011
Shane Dawson Fanfic 2
After searching through three boxes, I found one clearlyy labelled clothes. I opened it and sifted through to find my skinny ripped grey jeans, a colbat blue top, some socks (whoch didn't match) and my black Converses. I then brushed my black hair, let it down loose, and applied some simple makeup, seriously it was just some lipstick and some masscara. I looked in the mirror. I looked presentable... I think? I couldn't see myself, so I added in the missing ingrediant. My contacts, I then looked in the mirror again. I looked okay. Okay-ish. I then ran to the door, locking it behind me, and practicaly skipped down the road to Starbucks.
By the time I was there I had seen Shane looking kinda sad, checking his phone, through the window. Then my phone rang. 'Where are you Juliet?' Shane whined on the phone. I giggled when I had reached near his table. Then walked over and sat down, 'right here!' He jumped and looked from the window back at me. 'Oh my fucking God, you scared me!' He exclaimed. Then angrily added, 'where were you, I thought... I thought you were gonna stand me up.' He mumbled looking down at his fingers, his hair falling in front of his sad face. I smiled, and reached over to pat him on the back, 'Awww, no way was I gonna stand you up Shane! If I did, I bet Shanaynay would stick a cap in my ass anyways.' I laughed, and he looked up again and grinned and joined in with my laughing. Then a waiter came around, and Shane ordered just a coffee, and I ordered an expresso. 'Wow, an expresso, that tired?' Shane asked. I smiled.
'I am SUPER tired, jet lag getting to me, although I tried to drink as much water as possible, and sleep a lot.' I said, as the waiter came back with our drinks. Which Shane imediatly took all of the packets of Splenda and started dumping it in his coffee. I laughed, I had totally missed this about Shane. The fact that he poured as much Splenda as possible into... Well, almost everything. I snatched two packets from him. 'Hey!' he retorted, still emptying Splenda into the mug. 'Oh PLEASE, you have loads of Splenda, plus I like/need Splenda too!' I said pouring in the white granulates. 'I don't know why you need Splenda, sometimes I think you're too thin.' He said, narrowing hs eyes at me. 'What about you, you're pretty slim too, and I am NOT too thin. Compared to the other girls at work.' I said as I finsihed emptying the second slip of splenda in. 'True, so how is modelling treating you sweet Juliet.' Shane asked sweetly, probebly because he just took a swing of his coffee. 'Oh, it's all good. I mean, I don't wanna be too thin, but I still have to fit the Victoria's Secret level. But I'm fine. Tired. But fine.' I said taking a shot of my expresso. It was bitter, but woke me straight up. 'How are you, darling Shane?' I asked, recovering from the bitterness. 'Fine as well, still making those videos on Youtube, it's been doing pretty well, but I'm happier that you've finally moved here!' He said smiling.
I laughed, 'Yeah, moving to America finally...' then I continued 'You're videos are particualrly funny though, I've been watching them.' I said nodding. Shane's smile got bigger then, and his eyes sparkled slightly. 'What's your favourite?' He asked, still extatic. I laughed.
'I seriously, couldn't pick, they're all so funny... They're all my favourite.' I said, playing around with the empty packets of Splenda. Shane looked extremlly pleased, and chuckled.
***
Shane's P.O.V:
We walked in the park after Starbucks, taking the long route home, I was still pretty happy from what Juliet had said about watching my videos. Truth be told, I had a teeny tiny huge crush on Juliet. We had been through a lot, I had been there when her boyfriend cheated on her, letting her cry on my shoukder and then fall asleep on me, I was there with her when she had to have some operation done to take her Apendix out, I held her hand and took her home, I had been there waving goodbye when she left, cryung slightly... Like I said, we've been through a lot. We walked around, playing slightly as we made our way through the park, the late spring morning was providing a lot of sun, and Juliet loved that. I knew for a fact that she loved the sun and nature, she sort of became radiant when the sun was out. Her green eyes lit up and her white teeh would show through her rosy lips. She sure was beautiful. But I worried that if I asked her out, she would totally decline, or we would and it wouldn't work out. We would break up, and I really needed Juliet in my life. She was like a light - like the sun, in my cloudy world. She made me happier, smilier and I'm pretty sure healthier. The world lit up with her around, and sometimes I wish I wasn#t such a pussy, and would just ask her out...
By the time I was there I had seen Shane looking kinda sad, checking his phone, through the window. Then my phone rang. 'Where are you Juliet?' Shane whined on the phone. I giggled when I had reached near his table. Then walked over and sat down, 'right here!' He jumped and looked from the window back at me. 'Oh my fucking God, you scared me!' He exclaimed. Then angrily added, 'where were you, I thought... I thought you were gonna stand me up.' He mumbled looking down at his fingers, his hair falling in front of his sad face. I smiled, and reached over to pat him on the back, 'Awww, no way was I gonna stand you up Shane! If I did, I bet Shanaynay would stick a cap in my ass anyways.' I laughed, and he looked up again and grinned and joined in with my laughing. Then a waiter came around, and Shane ordered just a coffee, and I ordered an expresso. 'Wow, an expresso, that tired?' Shane asked. I smiled.
'I am SUPER tired, jet lag getting to me, although I tried to drink as much water as possible, and sleep a lot.' I said, as the waiter came back with our drinks. Which Shane imediatly took all of the packets of Splenda and started dumping it in his coffee. I laughed, I had totally missed this about Shane. The fact that he poured as much Splenda as possible into... Well, almost everything. I snatched two packets from him. 'Hey!' he retorted, still emptying Splenda into the mug. 'Oh PLEASE, you have loads of Splenda, plus I like/need Splenda too!' I said pouring in the white granulates. 'I don't know why you need Splenda, sometimes I think you're too thin.' He said, narrowing hs eyes at me. 'What about you, you're pretty slim too, and I am NOT too thin. Compared to the other girls at work.' I said as I finsihed emptying the second slip of splenda in. 'True, so how is modelling treating you sweet Juliet.' Shane asked sweetly, probebly because he just took a swing of his coffee. 'Oh, it's all good. I mean, I don't wanna be too thin, but I still have to fit the Victoria's Secret level. But I'm fine. Tired. But fine.' I said taking a shot of my expresso. It was bitter, but woke me straight up. 'How are you, darling Shane?' I asked, recovering from the bitterness. 'Fine as well, still making those videos on Youtube, it's been doing pretty well, but I'm happier that you've finally moved here!' He said smiling.
I laughed, 'Yeah, moving to America finally...' then I continued 'You're videos are particualrly funny though, I've been watching them.' I said nodding. Shane's smile got bigger then, and his eyes sparkled slightly. 'What's your favourite?' He asked, still extatic. I laughed.
'I seriously, couldn't pick, they're all so funny... They're all my favourite.' I said, playing around with the empty packets of Splenda. Shane looked extremlly pleased, and chuckled.
***
Shane's P.O.V:
We walked in the park after Starbucks, taking the long route home, I was still pretty happy from what Juliet had said about watching my videos. Truth be told, I had a teeny tiny huge crush on Juliet. We had been through a lot, I had been there when her boyfriend cheated on her, letting her cry on my shoukder and then fall asleep on me, I was there with her when she had to have some operation done to take her Apendix out, I held her hand and took her home, I had been there waving goodbye when she left, cryung slightly... Like I said, we've been through a lot. We walked around, playing slightly as we made our way through the park, the late spring morning was providing a lot of sun, and Juliet loved that. I knew for a fact that she loved the sun and nature, she sort of became radiant when the sun was out. Her green eyes lit up and her white teeh would show through her rosy lips. She sure was beautiful. But I worried that if I asked her out, she would totally decline, or we would and it wouldn't work out. We would break up, and I really needed Juliet in my life. She was like a light - like the sun, in my cloudy world. She made me happier, smilier and I'm pretty sure healthier. The world lit up with her around, and sometimes I wish I wasn#t such a pussy, and would just ask her out...
Shane Dawson FanFic Part UNO
Shane Dawson FanFic
Chapter UNO
My iPhone started ringing loudly. Ugh. It was my alarm and right now I wasn't inn the mood. I leaned over to try shut it up, but then realised. I put it on the box, next to the box, next to the box which was at the other end of my new room. I sighed and propped myself up, rubbing my eyes. I knew that today I would try and sleep more, but I had to get up, so I put my phone across the room on one of the many boxes and decided that was the best way to get up. That way I would have to actually get up and cross the room, resulting in me waking myself up... Maybe.
'Shut up shut up shut up' I said, tapping at my iPhone furiously. But as soon as I switched off my alarm, someone decided to convinently call me. I groaned, WHY? The Doctor Who Theme tune kept playing, and I finally accepted the call.
'Gurl, why the f*ck are you not picking up yo DAMN phone?' said a ghetto voice at the other side. I laughed. I knew who this was, this was my BFF Shane Dawson who I had known through friends. We had met at this party, well a birthday party for our friend Brittani. (who I knew because I had seen her drawing in the park, and long story short, we talked and became instant besties.) Anyways, I didn't know a lot of people and I had decided to get a coke and sit down somewhere. In the end I found a corner, with yay! A seat. I slumped down on the sofa and opened the can, sipping away. Then someone sat next to me. It was Shane. We started talking, and well it was the same with meeting Brittani, we got on so well, we've been BFF's ever since.
'Sorry I just got up.' I apoligized.
'Yeah me too, I woke up specially early for you though.' he said, then quickly added 'Why are you up so late, it's 10am!'
'10am isn't THAT late, and excuse me I just moved from England to America OFFICALLY. Not just like last time for 6 months.' I said, yawning.
'Okay, fair enough, hey wanna meet me at Starbucks and have a coffee, then I, your amazing friend will help you unpack!' Shane said, putting on a Britsh accent for the last part.
'Sure, oh my God, I don't know which box has my clothes in it.' I sad looking around.
'I remember when I had moved to my apartment, I was like that. Couldn't find my boxers, had to go comando.' He said, chuckling slightly.
'Shane, that, even for me, was a little too much info.' I laughed. 'See ya!'
'Bye hot stuff!' Shane said. I laughed and we hung up.
Now which box had my clothes?
Chapter UNO
My iPhone started ringing loudly. Ugh. It was my alarm and right now I wasn't inn the mood. I leaned over to try shut it up, but then realised. I put it on the box, next to the box, next to the box which was at the other end of my new room. I sighed and propped myself up, rubbing my eyes. I knew that today I would try and sleep more, but I had to get up, so I put my phone across the room on one of the many boxes and decided that was the best way to get up. That way I would have to actually get up and cross the room, resulting in me waking myself up... Maybe.
'Shut up shut up shut up' I said, tapping at my iPhone furiously. But as soon as I switched off my alarm, someone decided to convinently call me. I groaned, WHY? The Doctor Who Theme tune kept playing, and I finally accepted the call.
'Gurl, why the f*ck are you not picking up yo DAMN phone?' said a ghetto voice at the other side. I laughed. I knew who this was, this was my BFF Shane Dawson who I had known through friends. We had met at this party, well a birthday party for our friend Brittani. (who I knew because I had seen her drawing in the park, and long story short, we talked and became instant besties.) Anyways, I didn't know a lot of people and I had decided to get a coke and sit down somewhere. In the end I found a corner, with yay! A seat. I slumped down on the sofa and opened the can, sipping away. Then someone sat next to me. It was Shane. We started talking, and well it was the same with meeting Brittani, we got on so well, we've been BFF's ever since.
'Sorry I just got up.' I apoligized.
'Yeah me too, I woke up specially early for you though.' he said, then quickly added 'Why are you up so late, it's 10am!'
'10am isn't THAT late, and excuse me I just moved from England to America OFFICALLY. Not just like last time for 6 months.' I said, yawning.
'Okay, fair enough, hey wanna meet me at Starbucks and have a coffee, then I, your amazing friend will help you unpack!' Shane said, putting on a Britsh accent for the last part.
'Sure, oh my God, I don't know which box has my clothes in it.' I sad looking around.
'I remember when I had moved to my apartment, I was like that. Couldn't find my boxers, had to go comando.' He said, chuckling slightly.
'Shane, that, even for me, was a little too much info.' I laughed. 'See ya!'
'Bye hot stuff!' Shane said. I laughed and we hung up.
Now which box had my clothes?
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