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Post by CHELSEA HOPE-ARTEMIS PAYNE, on Jul 3, 2011 13:48:35 GMT -5
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i miss you so much. at night i'd always cry
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Chelsea flopped onto the bed in her hotel room, holding her phone to her ear and grinning. "Yes, babe. I miss you too," she smiled, kicking off her red flannel pajama pants. "God it's hot. I hate summer, Carvy," she whined, flipping over so was on her stomach. She was clad in his hoodie and a pair of boy shorts, with her brown hair down in her eyes. "I really shouldn't be complaining though... Arizona is hotter. But you are in Canada. Lucky duck," she rambled, yawning. It had been two months since she had last seen her fiancé, Carver Payne, and she missed him dearly. Her hazel eyes teared up when she thought of him and the day he asked her marry him. She sighed, wiping her eyes. "No babe, I'm just fine," she reassured him. "Hold on a second..." Chelsea slipped the hoodie off over her head. She was getting hot in the room, plus she was alone. It wasn't like anyone would see her in just her black sports bra and zebra print boy shorts. "Back! But I really should go... Call me when you get in, sweetie," she smiled, before hanging up. They finally were in the same band with their best friend, Tyler. She yawned, crawling under her sheets with her kitten, Cheshire, crawling up on the sheets, meowing at her. "I know Chessy," she sighed, petting the pudgy kitten. "I miss him too.". Cheshire batted at the necklace around her neck, Carver's infamous handcuff necklace. Chelsea scooped the kitten into her arms and scratched his stomach, getting purrs of contentment from the bitty feline. She reached over and grabbed her iPod, turning on the music. The brunette chuckled as Katy Perry's song, "Last Friday Night" started playing.
She wished that was what was going as the rain poured down outside.
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words; three-hundred twelve
notes; rawr!
tags; carver =D
outfit; see first post
song; dear my closest friend - flyleaf.
made by; xyoungonex at caution 2.0 |
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Post by CARVER DWAINE PAYNE, on Jul 6, 2011 22:16:24 GMT -5
 Carver smirked slightly while on the phone with Chelsea. He hadn't seen her in a couple months and the few quick phone calls really weren't the same as seeing her. But he was in a band with her and his best friend now and quite excited about it and to go back as see them both. Of course, he was back a bit earlier than he had said he would be and instead of informing Chelsea of it, he figured suprising her would be more fun. She'd probably kill him for it but it'd be worth it. He loved her, but also loved sneaking up on her.
"Yeah, I'll be sure to call you. Love ya. Bye." he said before hanging up, rolling his eyes slightly and not bothering to tell her he was already there. Hell, he had stopped by the bus and dropped his stuff off already. Now was the fun part, heading to the hotel and sneaking up to her room to suprise her. Finding the room would be easy. Sneaking in? Not as easy. But if he couldn't do it, least he could always just knock on her door and actually suprise her instead of scaring her.
Once he got to the hotel he started looking for her room, glad his random questioning really wasn't out of character and not too suspisious. Finding her room wasn't that hard at all though getting in would be. He sighed, trying the door and shocked at the fact it actually opened. He smirked slightly and quietly snuck in, closing the door quietly and going over to the bed, jumping onto it and grabbing her, being sure not to get seen by her while doing so.
"Well you're awefully cute, eh? Should make sure you door's locked. Might end up letting creeps in." he said wrapping his arms around her and biting her shoulder. "So, got yourself a boyfriend or you just hanging out in a hotel room all alone? A cute little girl like you shouldn't be alone." he said before biting her again. God she was going to kill him once she knew it was him. May as well have fun with it before then.
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Post by CHELSEA HOPE-ARTEMIS PAYNE, on Jul 7, 2011 11:41:37 GMT -5
— — — — — — — — — — dear my closest friend, i'm writing because
i miss you so much. at night i'd always cry
the stillness still reminds me of when we first fell in love and i miss that so much [/center][/size]
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Chelsea had started to dozed off, her little blue Persian kitten curled up beside her, snoring. Cheshire woke up though, at the sound of the door opening, which was complete unnoticed by his owner. The kitten attempted to hiss at the stranger, though it came out as puffs. Chelsea batted at the fluffball, getting some whines and bites in return. Suddenly she felt two strong arms grab her from behind, causing her to squeak in shock.
"Well you're awfully cute, eh? Should make sure you door's locked. Might end up letting creeps in." the stranger told her before biting down on her shoulder. The girl shivered, whimpering quietly. God, she really should've locked her door... But she left unlocked for Carver in case when he came in, she was asleep. "Well, odd men don't usually break into my hotel room, sir," she hissed, squirming under his grasp. "So, got yourself a boyfriend or you just hanging out in a hotel room all alone? A cute little girl like you shouldn't be alone." the man said, biting her shoulder again. Chelsea glanced over her shoulder and smirked before rolling onto her back and wriggling away from the person. She rolled onto her side and smiled, pecking the stranger's cheek.
"Mmm, answer that yourself, Carver Dwaine," the brunette grinned, pouncing onto him and pinning him down. "I don't know if I should kill you because you scared the shit out of mr or if I should make out with out because I missed you so damn much," she whispered, before kissing him deeply. "Help me decide, sweetie?" she giggled, hugging him tightly.Her hazel eyes gleamed dangerously, slipping her hands under his shirt and scratching down his chest. "Bitey, bitey," she scolded playfully, nipping his jaw. "I love you, darlin'."
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words; three-hundred five
notes; kitty puffs <3
tags; carver =D
outfit; see first post
song; dear my closest friend - flyleaf.
made by; xyoungonex at caution 2.0 |
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Post by CARVER DWAINE PAYNE, on Jul 13, 2011 19:16:31 GMT -5
Carver pouted when she figured out it was him. "Awww, you cheated. You weren't suppoed to figure it out that quicklyyyyyy!" he whined before shaking his head and poking her. "No middle naaaaame! No no no no no. Bad Chelsea! And your kitty mean and tried scaring me off by being all ferocious." he said squirming slightly after being pinned down before giving him and smiling slightly. He missed this.
He whimpered at her threat, pouting and giving her the most innocent look he could. "Don't kill me. Pweeeeease? I sowwy. I pwomise I'l never ever ever ever do it again. I no wanna get kiiiiiilled. I just got to see you again and you gonna kill me? Not nice" he said before trying to squirm away as she scratched him. He deserved it really. Being away for a couple months then breaking into her hotel room and scaring the hell out of her and biting her. It was fun though.
He smirked before biting her again and wrapping his arms around her. "Mmmm. I love you too sweetie. Missed you a loooooot. And as long as you're not planning on murdering me for being mean, I'd happily take you up on that other option. But if you're murdering me I may have to go into hiding." he said shrugging and kissing her.
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Post by CHELSEA HOPE-ARTEMIS PAYNE, on Jul 14, 2011 9:40:14 GMT -5
— — — — — — — — — — dear my closest friend, i'm writing because
i miss you so much. at night i'd always cry
the stillness still reminds me of when we first fell in love and i miss that so much [/center][/size]
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Chelsea giggled, patting him on the head. "I didn't cheat, Mr. Whinybutt," she pouted, crossing her arms. "And don't scold me! I'm not a dog. And Chessy was just protecting his mommy," she nodded. The kitten perked up and crawled over to Carver, licking his hand. "And see? He's sorry!" Chelsea poked his and grinned. "No squirmy," she glared jokingly, scratching him again.
She smirked before biting his neck. "You better not ever do it again," she growled playfully. "Or else we may need to find a new guitarist." The nineteen year old dragged her nails across his skin yet again. "I figure this is punishment enough. So.... I won't kill you. Now." She glared at him again, scowling. "No. Squirming. Allowed," she hissed, biting his shoulder. "Or else, no love." To prove her point, she tried to roll away but his arms wrapped around her. "I like it when you hold me like this..." she giggled, kissing him softly.
The brunette shivered, nuzzling into his neck. "Mmmm I love you waaaay more. Missed you waaay more too," she giggled, kissing his neck. "And I'd rather not kill my sexy-ass fiancé on his first day back..." she smiled, kissing him back. "How was Canada? Before we get..... distracted by other things." She kissed him deeply, before Cheshire started to try to nuzzle in-between the two. "Bad kitty," she whined. "Ugh we need privacy!" Cheshire whined, licking Carver's arm as if to try to persuade him to agree with him. "Kitty go awaaaaaay," she sighed, before burying her head into Carver's shoulder. "Carvy make him stop. I wanna love you..." She tried to push the kitten away, getting hisses and bites in return. Frustrated, the kitten jumped away. "Finally," she sighed.
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words; three-hundred l
notes; none
tags; carver =D
outfit; see first post
song; dear my closest friend - flyleaf.
made by; xyoungonex at caution 2.0 |
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