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    Me – Nath’s GF (Samz1998)</p> <p>Monica – Tom’s GF and my BFF (MonicaTheWanted)

    Nicole – Jay’s GF and my BFF (TWSupportersxXx)</p> <p>Chloe – Max’s GF (ChloeTheWantedd)

    Alannah – Siva’s GF and my BFF (I_Love_TW)</p> <p>Josh – Tom’s BFF (TWMaleFans)

    Evie – Nath’s BFF (EvieeRussell)</p> <p>Charley – Siva’s BFF (CharleyDaisy_TW)

    Alice– Max’s BFF (_alicethewanted)</p> <p>Shannon– Jay’s BFF (TW__Fanmily)


    I’ll understand you just give me a chance to love you more than you’ll ever know…


    2nd Fanfic


    Part 12:


    My POV:

    So it’s Christmas morning and I’ve been out my wheelchair for 2 days now. I went back toMilton Keynesyesterday for Christmas Eve. I’m now back inLondonfor Christmas. We’re having a big Christmas this year. My parents. Nath’s parents, Tom’s parents, Max’s parents, Siva’s parents, Jay’s parents, Monica’s parents, Nicole’s parents, Chloe’s parents, Alannah’s parents, Josh and his parents, Evie and her parents, Charley and her parents, Alice and her parents, Shannon and her parents then all of us. We decided none of us wanted to cook so we decided to hire a chef. This has been my first ever white Christmas it’s also turning out to be my best. After dinner Tom decided to be a dick and get snow from the window and he put it down my top. I ran out the door and downstairs and everyone followed. We had this huge snowball fight. We decided to call a truce and went back inside. Everyone ran to the radiators whereas I ran to my bedroom. Nath thinking something different decided to follow me.


    Nath’s POV:

    Wow this Christmas is the best. We had a snowball fight and now Sam’s ran into her bedroom. I followed her as I have a dirty mind. I opened the door and saw her shaking under the bed covers. Bless her she must be so cold. I lifted up the covers and jumped in beside her. We laid there cuddling each other for ages till Sam pointed out that everyone was in the living room proberly wondering what we doing in her bedroom. We climbed out of her bed and walked back into the living room everyone turned there heads and looked at us. Tom winked at me and Sam went and pushed him over the edge of the sofa. She laughed, Tom started to get up so she ran out the door and Tom chased after her. Bare in mind he’s wasted this should be funny.


    Tom’s POV:

    I can’t believe she just done that. I got up and chased her out the door. She ran up the stairs and I sort of had to crawl up them as I’m admitting to being drunk. She stood there being a cocky little shit. I finally reached the top she started to run again. I chased after her but I tripped over something she ran up to me to see if I was ok I was fine as she noticed. She went to stand up and run but so I got up and started to run. She leaned against the wall at the end of the corridor. I placed my hand near her head she went to run again but I grabbed her hand and pulled her back to the wall. My face was centimetres away from hers so I leaned in and kissed her. She pushed me away with a face of horror. I ran after her but she got to the flat before I could speak to her. I knocked at the door and Monica answered it. What did I just do? To my Monica? She can’t find out. I walked into the flat to see everyone sitting there watching the Christmas soaps. I looked around and I couldn’t see Sam I walked into the kitchen to get a beer and she was stood there in tears. I walked up to her and I saw that she was uncomfortable. I opened my arms for a hug I thought that would be rejected but she ran into my arms and cried on my shoulder. She explained that she loved Nath and nothings going to change that and how she wouldn’t want to ruin mine and Monica’s relationship so she said she was going to keep it a secret. She dried her eyes and we walked back into the living room. She cut her hand to say she cut herself that’s why she was crying. Sam’s a good friend and I don’t want to mess up our friendship. When I say friend it’s a love, hate relationship. She either says ‘Pipe down Parker’ or ‘Pervy Parker’ or ‘Pedo Parker’ my replies are a lot more hurtful. She knows there a joke though, well I hope she does. We’re all just sat round the TV watching Eastenders waiting for someone to die.


    End Of Part 12


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