A/N: WARNING: THIS ISN'T MEANT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY. PRESS THE BACK BUTTON NOW IF YOU CAN'T TAKE A JOKE. Also, first fanfiction so thanks to those that read and review this garbage. To those that don't get the reference, type in Ooh, Mister Darcy on google. Kthnxbye.
Disclaimer: Not my characters. Oh well.
Ooh, Mister Goldsworthy
A Fanfiction
Clare Edwards smiles to herself as she continues to prepare dinner. Her boyfriend was about to arrive soon from whatever he was currently doing, like being eye-candy for his many fans or just being awesome. It was probably super important anyway. Her smile gets wider when she hears the front door of her house opening
"Clare, I am home now."
Eli unbuttons his shirt, smirking sexily at Clare. Even in the dim light, Clare could still see his abs rippling.
"And I am looking so handsome and also my shirt opened."
Clare stops what she's doing to take hold of her face, trying to hide her blush. "Ooh Mister Goldsworthy, ooh!" She says, totally swooning.
Eli grabs her slim waist pulling Clare closer to him as she wraps her arms around his neck.
"Let's do it." Clare whispers in Eli's ear.
"Yes." Eli then makes eye contact with Clare, gazing into her beautiful blue eyes.
"And I will leave my goth clothing on."
Meanwhile in a 20 mile radius of this event…
Holly J. Sinclair and Fiona Coyne look at their friend weirdly. Anya was currently looking at a picture of Eli Goldsworthy. He was wearing his signature goth clothing. She sighs happily, failing to cover her blush.
"Mister Goldsworthy…" Anya says, removing the imaginary smudge that was on the perfect picture.
Owen Milligan and Bianca DeSousa were currently not doing coke and giving their third friend a "What the fuck, man?" look. Fitz was currently looking at a picture of Eli Goldsworthy, naked and signed by the man himself. He sighs happily, failing at covering his moan.
"Mister Goldsworthy…"
It was canon.
The End.
