Sep
15
2014

PILLSHOP 2
She comes back and I watch her, recalling my visit to church as I had headed into the confession box, tracing my fingers on the wood, as Kate slowly started speaking how she had started enjoying the drug, the effect nearly instant and that had made me smile and I declined trying it myself, just drinking beer, which I had taken from the fridge earlier, which was surely not meant in my family’s eyes for my enjoyment, but we all steal enjoyment from each other. Kate kept talking and talking how I should start selling, how she had friends and I just kept watching her, she was gorgeous, but she was just aesthetically pleasing as in school, Richey had smirked stating, his boyfriend drawing something on the desk and looking at my own queer friends, I wondered how I had even doubted my sexuality and Kate was just with us at all times with her own rumors of girls in skirts holding hands in the wrong places. 

It wasn’t that we all meant trouble, we just seemed to have one rumor per year about us, myself mostly clean, as I would continue listening in chemistry, mixing in all labs, as Nicky would roll his eyes, discussing politics aloud as I wouldn’t even bother.

I wonder what do I even have to confess and I just trace my nails against the wood.

I don’t see anything-
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PILLSHOP 2

She comes back and I watch her, recalling my visit to church as I had headed into the confession box, tracing my fingers on the wood, as Kate slowly started speaking how she had started enjoying the drug, the effect nearly instant and that had made me smile and I declined trying it myself, just drinking beer, which I had taken from the fridge earlier, which was surely not meant in my family’s eyes for my enjoyment, but we all steal enjoyment from each other. Kate kept talking and talking how I should start selling, how she had friends and I just kept watching her, she was gorgeous, but she was just aesthetically pleasing as in school, Richey had smirked stating, his boyfriend drawing something on the desk and looking at my own queer friends, I wondered how I had even doubted my sexuality and Kate was just with us at all times with her own rumors of girls in skirts holding hands in the wrong places. 


It wasn’t that we all meant trouble, we just seemed to have one rumor per year about us, myself mostly clean, as I would continue listening in chemistry, mixing in all labs, as Nicky would roll his eyes, discussing politics aloud as I wouldn’t even bother.


I wonder what do I even have to confess and I just trace my nails against the wood.


I don’t see anything-

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Sep
14
2014

LET’S MAKE STRAIGHT OFFENSIVE SINCE THEY’RE SUCH BIGOTS 4
Lips sting as if the kiss had already happened and he lures in on my mind as we sit next on the lessons and even share from the same book. Keeping our silence all the way to lunch which is when we should talk.

I don’t have the courage as I keep looking at him and his scarf is tied too messy as we head towards the lockers, my heart pounding too furiously and I can hear the blood in my ears.

“Look-”

“Oh, another valentine. Someone’s horny.” He smirks and opens it as I just stand with my mouth open and a finger in air. Fuck, fuck, fuck that asshole who is writing to him. I don’t do anything as Jamie just scans the letter many many times before folding it and putting in his shirt pocket. I close my mouth as he turns around on his heel and I solely follow him. I nearly go behind, my thoughts far too shredded with some insane hope. I should’ve never seen that list but as I look at my hands, it would’ve happened anyway. I love him too much as a friend. We’ve known each other since primary. 
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LET’S MAKE STRAIGHT OFFENSIVE SINCE THEY’RE SUCH BIGOTS 4

Lips sting as if the kiss had already happened and he lures in on my mind as we sit next on the lessons and even share from the same book. Keeping our silence all the way to lunch which is when we should talk.


I don’t have the courage as I keep looking at him and his scarf is tied too messy as we head towards the lockers, my heart pounding too furiously and I can hear the blood in my ears.


“Look-”


“Oh, another valentine. Someone’s horny.” He smirks and opens it as I just stand with my mouth open and a finger in air. Fuck, fuck, fuck that asshole who is writing to him. I don’t do anything as Jamie just scans the letter many many times before folding it and putting in his shirt pocket. I close my mouth as he turns around on his heel and I solely follow him. I nearly go behind, my thoughts far too shredded with some insane hope. I should’ve never seen that list but as I look at my hands, it would’ve happened anyway. I love him too much as a friend. We’ve known each other since primary. 

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Sep
14
2014

I’m waiting to greet you 2
Jack White is more than a game and sometimes I feel like I am the dice they both roll and both have different tastes and neither of them are licorice yet they are the sweets in the aisle which seems to have to many to choose from. And I’ve watched him as we both get our hair trimmed and see how his curls fall and I know that mine will grow the same way it did, my dye takes longer and it takes a while for his to fall and mine to be renewed and I feel like our age is switched, the tired look in his eyes make him more ready to gamble while my age just wants a roof, yet we still walk out, both newly cut and he can’t help but look at me.
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I’m waiting to greet you 2

Jack White is more than a game and sometimes I feel like I am the dice they both roll and both have different tastes and neither of them are licorice yet they are the sweets in the aisle which seems to have to many to choose from. And I’ve watched him as we both get our hair trimmed and see how his curls fall and I know that mine will grow the same way it did, my dye takes longer and it takes a while for his to fall and mine to be renewed and I feel like our age is switched, the tired look in his eyes make him more ready to gamble while my age just wants a roof, yet we still walk out, both newly cut and he can’t help but look at me.

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Sep
12
2014

Close
“She wasn’t that much of a pretty woman, was she?” And I light a cigarette, as Jamie’s head is in my lap.

“Fuck no.” As he looks at me the eyes covered by shades and licks his ice cream, the park covered in bonfire smoke. Jamie’s smoke matches the rest of the bonfire smoke after a while as he watches it and takes out a gun to press it against my forehead, I grab his hand, pulling the gun down, but he keeps it straight on my forehead. 


He fires, the gun pulled a bit away, the serious face still held and bubbles come out of it. And then he laughs and I pull his cigarette away from him, as he hands out some candy in a paper bag and I take a few, shielding my eyes from the sun. 

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Close

“She wasn’t that much of a pretty woman, was she?” And I light a cigarette, as Jamie’s head is in my lap.

“Fuck no.” As he looks at me the eyes covered by shades and licks his ice cream, the park covered in bonfire smoke. Jamie’s smoke matches the rest of the bonfire smoke after a while as he watches it and takes out a gun to press it against my forehead, I grab his hand, pulling the gun down, but he keeps it straight on my forehead. 

He fires, the gun pulled a bit away, the serious face still held and bubbles come out of it. And then he laughs and I pull his cigarette away from him, as he hands out some candy in a paper bag and I take a few, shielding my eyes from the sun. 

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Sep
12
2014

LET’S MAKE STRAIGHT OFFENSIVE SINCE THEY’RE SUCH BIGOTS 4
Lips sting as if the kiss had already happened and he lures in on my mind as we sit next on the lessons and even share from the same book. Keeping our silence all the way to lunch which is when we should talk.

I don’t have the courage as I keep looking at him and his scarf is tied too messy as we head towards the lockers, my heart pounding too furiously and I can hear the blood in my ears.

“Look-”

“Oh, another valentine. Someone’s horny.” He smirks and opens it as I just stand with my mouth open and a finger in air. Fuck, fuck, fuck that asshole who is writing to him. I don’t do anything as Jamie just scans the letter many many times before folding it and putting in his shirt pocket. I close my mouth as he turns around on his heel and I solely follow him. I nearly go behind, my thoughts far too shredded with some insane hope. I should’ve never seen that list but as I look at my hands, it would’ve happened anyway. I love him too much as a friend. We’ve known each other since primary. 
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LET’S MAKE STRAIGHT OFFENSIVE SINCE THEY’RE SUCH BIGOTS 4

Lips sting as if the kiss had already happened and he lures in on my mind as we sit next on the lessons and even share from the same book. Keeping our silence all the way to lunch which is when we should talk.


I don’t have the courage as I keep looking at him and his scarf is tied too messy as we head towards the lockers, my heart pounding too furiously and I can hear the blood in my ears.


“Look-”


“Oh, another valentine. Someone’s horny.” He smirks and opens it as I just stand with my mouth open and a finger in air. Fuck, fuck, fuck that asshole who is writing to him. I don’t do anything as Jamie just scans the letter many many times before folding it and putting in his shirt pocket. I close my mouth as he turns around on his heel and I solely follow him. I nearly go behind, my thoughts far too shredded with some insane hope. I should’ve never seen that list but as I look at my hands, it would’ve happened anyway. I love him too much as a friend. We’ve known each other since primary. 

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Sep
12
2014

grasp THE sanity: let's make straight offensive since they're such bigots 4

Lips sting as if the kiss had already happened and he lures in on my mind as we sit next on the lessons and even share from the same book. Keeping our silence all the way to lunch which is when we should talk.


I don’t have the courage as I keep looking at him and his scarf is tied too messy as we head towards the lockers, my heart pounding too furiously and I can hear the blood in my ears.


“Look-”


“Oh, another valentine. Someone’s horny.” He smirks and opens it as I just stand with my mouth open and a finger in air. Fuck, fuck, fuck that asshole who is writing to him. I don’t do anything as Jamie just scans the letter many many times before folding it and putting in his shirt pocket. I close my mouth as he turns around on his heel and I solely follow him. I nearly go behind, my thoughts far too shredded with some insane hope. I should’ve never seen that list but as I look at my hands, it would’ve happened anyway. I love him too much as a friend. We’ve known each other since primary. 


“Jamie.” I say and he turns, eyes digging into mine. I’m surely not straight. Fuck. But I’ve never been attracted to any men and I can recall Jamie’s sleepy banter that there are people who break your sexuality and I had laughed, flipping him off, pushing his head away-

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Sep
11
2014

let’s make straight offensive since they’re such bigots 3
He tries to choke me with a pillow, as I burst out laughing.

One week until Valentine’s now and my heart shrivels up with lonely fear, as the Jamie admirer should reveal it’s rose and fedora as I say that to Jamie, bursting out in laughter and jealous that he’ll be the one to lose his virginity first to a guy, though, so ew. And Jamie gets a second Valentine, hinting that it’s someone taller than Jamie, which he scowls is unfair coz he falls under the very short kind compared to the rest. 

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let’s make straight offensive since they’re such bigots 3

He tries to choke me with a pillow, as I burst out laughing.

One week until Valentine’s now and my heart shrivels up with lonely fear, as the Jamie admirer should reveal it’s rose and fedora as I say that to Jamie, bursting out in laughter and jealous that he’ll be the one to lose his virginity first to a guy, though, so ew. And Jamie gets a second Valentine, hinting that it’s someone taller than Jamie, which he scowls is unfair coz he falls under the very short kind compared to the rest. 

Sep
11
2014

LET’S MAKE STRAIGHT OFFENSIVE SINCE THEY’RE SUCH BIGOTS 3
He tries to choke me with a pillow, as I burst out laughing.

One week until Valentine’s now and my heart shrivels up with lonely fear, as the Jamie admirer should reveal it’s rose and fedora as I say that to Jamie, bursting out in laughter and jealous that he’ll be the one to lose his virginity first to a guy, though, so ew. And Jamie gets a second Valentine, hinting that it’s someone taller than Jamie, which he scowls is unfair coz he falls under the very short kind compared to the rest. 

That night I dream that someone made a prank and did it under my name and Jamie shrugged, saying he knew it and I woke up with the same surprised face plastered on me as I called Jamie and told him that, whilst getting ready. He took the piss and told me he knew that already and I told him to piss off, because if it were me I’d at least try to get one of the gay valentine’s instead of a usual. Jamie took my point. 

I get anxious closer to the date and I realize how I’ll be alone without my gay best friend, he’ll be without his best lesbian friend, but I don’t think his loss is as big as mine.
 
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LET’S MAKE STRAIGHT OFFENSIVE SINCE THEY’RE SUCH BIGOTS 3

He tries to choke me with a pillow, as I burst out laughing.

One week until Valentine’s now and my heart shrivels up with lonely fear, as the Jamie admirer should reveal it’s rose and fedora as I say that to Jamie, bursting out in laughter and jealous that he’ll be the one to lose his virginity first to a guy, though, so ew. And Jamie gets a second Valentine, hinting that it’s someone taller than Jamie, which he scowls is unfair coz he falls under the very short kind compared to the rest. 

That night I dream that someone made a prank and did it under my name and Jamie shrugged, saying he knew it and I woke up with the same surprised face plastered on me as I called Jamie and told him that, whilst getting ready. He took the piss and told me he knew that already and I told him to piss off, because if it were me I’d at least try to get one of the gay valentine’s instead of a usual. Jamie took my point. 

I get anxious closer to the date and I realize how I’ll be alone without my gay best friend, he’ll be without his best lesbian friend, but I don’t think his loss is as big as mine.

 

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Sep
8
2014

CLOSE 7
I always wondered what was it inside that would cause someone to kill anyone and how would the hand not even tremble, how come Kate could do that when I had too many thoughts in my head of cutting someone’s life off and ruining someone’s fate and lover? I wouldn’t want to get killed, while robbing was a different story, Jamie just said that it started off as need and then progressed, the style a bit too glamorous and the fact that nothing could be done when you were in exile in society, when all the votes were against you and he still remained quiet on too many things, like why he had left home and even on Kate he still seemed silent. 

And we head out, a suitcase with gathered things with Jamie, as he carries it and he has a different coat, a plaid one and quickly glances at me as we head to the train station. He tells me we will have to come back tomorrow as well, he studies the schedule, asks for the tickets and I wonder far too much, as I watch him walk around the station and throw a bottle of water from Boots. 

“There’s too many things you do for love.” He says, looking at me darkly, his hair a bit out of place, as his eyes darken and I wonder if that’s how you look when you sell your soul to the devil. And I wonder if Kate hadn’t died would I always be the lover on the side, as we buy the tickets with the last money and I wonder why he had chosen something as expensive as that. 
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CLOSE 7

I always wondered what was it inside that would cause someone to kill anyone and how would the hand not even tremble, how come Kate could do that when I had too many thoughts in my head of cutting someone’s life off and ruining someone’s fate and lover? I wouldn’t want to get killed, while robbing was a different story, Jamie just said that it started off as need and then progressed, the style a bit too glamorous and the fact that nothing could be done when you were in exile in society, when all the votes were against you and he still remained quiet on too many things, like why he had left home and even on Kate he still seemed silent. 


And we head out, a suitcase with gathered things with Jamie, as he carries it and he has a different coat, a plaid one and quickly glances at me as we head to the train station. He tells me we will have to come back tomorrow as well, he studies the schedule, asks for the tickets and I wonder far too much, as I watch him walk around the station and throw a bottle of water from Boots. 


“There’s too many things you do for love.” He says, looking at me darkly, his hair a bit out of place, as his eyes darken and I wonder if that’s how you look when you sell your soul to the devil. And I wonder if Kate hadn’t died would I always be the lover on the side, as we buy the tickets with the last money and I wonder why he had chosen something as expensive as that. 

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Sep
7
2014

GET DOWN ON YOUR KNEES IN THE TUNNEL OF LOVE 2
I stare at him,

he haunts me, not in my dreams, in my reality, his nails tracing my lips, pulling them, eyes nearly closed, resembling the ghost of an angel, his face not spoilt with the hatred I’ve given him in the bouquet of my poisoned love, but something else-

he’s spoilt with my own desire,

that I go through his mind, knowing that I’ll never be his best shag. I won’t ever even cross his mind again after putting the last nail in the coffin, which he stands besides me as I do so. It’s all metaphorical, sex, because no matter how bad our relationship was, we’d still fuck, heads leaned down, always giving us the simplest film of closure and erasure of memories and thoughts. 

Jamie stares at me, most likely picking the harshest thorns from the withered roses. 

What do you say when all your years come crashing down?

“I miss you.” He doesn’t bite it, I approach him, he’s taller than I am. My whole fear seems to be pounding me and my insanity now driving me to the edge of my life, as I look at him, not smiling at the changes the years bring us, yanking us through humanity-

He says he doesn’t.
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GET DOWN ON YOUR KNEES IN THE TUNNEL OF LOVE 2

I stare at him,


he haunts me, not in my dreams, in my reality, his nails tracing my lips, pulling them, eyes nearly closed, resembling the ghost of an angel, his face not spoilt with the hatred I’ve given him in the bouquet of my poisoned love, but something else-


he’s spoilt with my own desire,


that I go through his mind, knowing that I’ll never be his best shag. I won’t ever even cross his mind again after putting the last nail in the coffin, which he stands besides me as I do so. It’s all metaphorical, sex, because no matter how bad our relationship was, we’d still fuck, heads leaned down, always giving us the simplest film of closure and erasure of memories and thoughts. 


Jamie stares at me, most likely picking the harshest thorns from the withered roses. 


What do you say when all your years come crashing down?


“I miss you.” He doesn’t bite it, I approach him, he’s taller than I am. My whole fear seems to be pounding me and my insanity now driving me to the edge of my life, as I look at him, not smiling at the changes the years bring us, yanking us through humanity-


He says he doesn’t.

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