I had hold of my friends bag and she pulled it off me and my finger was bent all funny!

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I had hold of my friends bag and she pulled it off me and my finger was bent all funny!

Oops are you still friends? Lol.
I always injure myself when i'm with my mates cause we always end up to doing really stupid things especially when drunk!!
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We're still friends it was an accident. Anyyway, i'll try to do more of this over the next few days!

yay!!

Hey, I'm not feeling very well today but I'm going to do a bit more of this fic anyway! Thanks for all the comments

Kris' POV

I dont know where to go. Everythings in Italian. Maybe I should have followed Jess, but its too late now. I need to find my way out. I see a sign with a picture of a check in. Maybe that will be the right place.

I walk over to the desk.
"Hi, erm, any flights to Chester, England?"
"Spiacente, non parlo inglese. Caduta su..." She blabbed. What the hell does that mean? She walks away and brings back someone else.
"Hello, howwa can i helpa you?" She said, in the usual Italian accent. It still doesn't sound english.
"Hi, do you have any flights to Chester, England?"
"Umm, hang ona" She looked through the computer. "Yessa, one in 50 minutes" She says.

"How much?" I ask
"35 euros" She tells me. I hand over my europian credit card. Yes, I have a europian credit card! I go to France a lot.
"Ok, here you go. If you'd like to check in over there-a" She says pointing to a large queue. I walk over and stand there. Half an hour I wait until I'm finally at the front. I check in and give them my case. I walk over to the gate, take a look behind me, and walk through. She wasnt there. She'd gone. Now all I have to do is wait until I can board the plane. What a great holiday this has been!
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Please comment! (sorry if its rubbish, the Italian may be wrong too! Lol)

GABY!
Love this
I said IU would comment on your fics (sorry it hasn't been sooner i've been busy a lot)
But it's great the writing is faab
More up on mine soon x

Loving this Gaby..x
Poor Kris he has to go back home on his own.
Jess should have come and found him!!
Post more soon.
xx

this is great more soon!!

Thanks for the comments!

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Jess' POV

It was night and Kris still hadn't come back. I dont believe I told him to do that! Why? Why did I tell him to go home! I'm so stupid! I need him here. I wouldn't admit this infront of him, but he does protect me and i need him for that. I love him and i've pretty much blown it already.

I walk down the silent Italian roads. No one seems to be about late in this part of Italy. Me and Kris would've had fun with the empty streets... Why am I thinking about him again? This is stupid, he needs to get out of my head, right NOW!
I bump into someone walking in the other direction.
"Excuse me. Sorry." I say.
"Eet isa alright." He replies. His tone of voice was soft and nice. "You Eengleesh?"
"Yes, I am." I reply, laughing slightly.

"Oh, Righta. Sorry, my Eenglish eesn't the best." He says. I can tell he's blushing, even though I can't see his face.
"Your English is brilliant." I say.
"Theankyoou" He replies. "Would you, ar, like a dreenka?" He asks me. Finally, some life! I can have fun now. I don't care about anything anymore, I just want to enjoy this holiday.
"Sure. Why not!"

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Please comment! x

Kris is better than the Italians even though they make pasta!!

LMAO!

Really good Gaby..x
Jess better just be drinking with that italian!!
She needs her Irish man.
Post more soon
xx

Thanks for the comments!

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Kris' POV

"Sir? Would you like any refreshments?" One of the air hostesses asked me. I cant think. I should have stayed with Jess. No matter how much she denies it, I know she needs me.
"No thanks." I smile at her and she walks to the next people.
I sit there, bored. I get out my book and read it. A couple are fighting in it, just like me and Jess. Now they're kissing... just like me and Jess.

FLASHBACK

"Kris? Is that ?- Thats my skirt!" Jess yelled at me.
"So?"
"Give it back now!"
"What?" I ask, confused. Does she want me to strip for her or something?
"I want my skirt back! Now!"
"Well tough. You're gonna have to wait!" I smirk and make my way to my room.
"I'll get that skirt Kris Fisher!" Jess yelled through. I could hear her stomping down the corridor.
"Jess, go away."
She storms into my room.
"You are such an arrogant tr@nny!"
"And you're such a spoilt cow but i dont go on about it!" I yell back. She smiles slightly.
"Please can I have my skirt back?" Her tone seemed to have settled slightly. I walk over to her and stare her in the eyes. I see her starring back at me, slowly we both moved in. Soon we were kissing with such fiery passion.

PRESENT

I leaned back in my seat. It was memorys like these that make me smile and relax. But soon the present time floods back into mind, and depression takes over.

I walk back into the flat, dragging my bags behind me.
"Kris? Why aren't you in Italy?" Zoe asks. I dont feel like explaining now so just walk into my room. I know she'll soon follow but I need to be alone. Alone, alone!

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Jess' POV

Poalo wasn't that bad. He was gorgeous with bright green eyes and stylish brown hair. His skin is brilliantly tanned and slightly toned. I seriously like him, but nothing can happen. I love Kris. It's not fair on him.

I've been sat in a bar round the corner from my parents villa, for the last 2 hours. Everytime I drink my Coke, I seem to feel more drunk, but I'm not drinking alcohol. I quickly go to the bathroom and wash my face. I re-apply my make-up and get back out.
"I want to, er, show you somezing." Poalo said to me as i appear again.
"Sure. Of course."

He grabs my hand and pulls me outside. We wander into a dark alley.
"Where are you taking me?" I ask with a little giggle.
"Somewhere zexy!" He says back. Oh no, he wants more than friendship. I'll just explain that i'm not looking for anything. He pulls me close to him and kisses me. I pull away.
"No!" I say. He shushes me and kisses me again. I feel so wasted, yet i didnt drink a thing.
He pushes me against the wall and starts touching me, he kisses me again.
"No! Stop!" I yell.
"What, do you not like eet?" He shovese harder and uses all his strength to keep me there. I scream but he holds my mouth. I try to get away so he hits me. "Cam on. Zets av fun!" He starts removing my clothes and there's nothing I can do. I feel so helpless. He starts hurting me again, forcing me against the floor. I feel like dying, dying would be better than this. I cant do this. Where's Kris when I need him most? I start feeling weaker. Drunker and drunker. Soon, everything goes black, but the pain is still felt. Even though i'm unconcious.

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Please comment! x

OMG!!
Poor Jess.....she needs to go back to Kris!

This is great

OMG!! Jess!

OMG Jess!
More Soon Please

I'll try to do some more later!

Aww the times are all confused again!!
Yay!! Hope your finger is better!!

Lol, well my finger wont be better for 5+ weeks! Hmmm.... I wonder when i'll have time to write more...

OMFG!! Poor Jess.
That italian guy is so horrible!!
Loving this Gaby..x
Post more soon.
xx

Poor jess ,please do more.