My first fan fiction, it will only be short but I thought I would give it a try
Chapter 1
The noise of a busy square awoke Lauren from her deep sleep. Rubbing her eyes free from sleep she rolled onto her side. Laying peacefully next to her was the love of her life, Joey. Yes, they were cousins, but they say the path to true love is certainly not straight, and this was an example of that.
She gazed at him for what seemed to be ages. Brushing a stray piece of his chocolate brown hair away from his eyebrow, she began caressing his face. To Lauren, and most likely the rest of the square, Joey had the perfect face, defined, soft and of course handsome.
The tips of her index finger traced lines along his cheekbone as the other hand lay across his muscular chest. She could never quite get over how 'FIT he really was, without sounding childish. Just as her finger reached his mouth, Joey opened his mouth and caught it.
"Ouchie" she squealed with shock.
"Sorry didn't mean to make you squeal that time babe" he winked at her with that typical Joey Branning smirk that often swept across his face.
Lauren playfully slapped his bare chest before climbing on top of him and clamping her lips to his with force. Joey knew her game full well and began his assault on her body. His hands began slowly making their way up the back of her thighs, so slowly it could be considered painful to Lauren. As he reached her bum he gave it a cheeky squeeze, much to Laurens delight.
"Hey, no fair" she proclaimed as she propped herself up on her forearms on his chest.
"Since when did I play fair gorgeous" Lauren rolled her eyes at Joey much to his delight as he knew she was stumped for an answer.
"Anyways, you need to remove your hands from my bottom, as I have an interview today" she whispered into his ear, tickling it ever so slightly.
"But my hands are rather comfortable" Joey squeezed his hands tighter
"That might be so Joseph but, I need a shower and I need one now, so off".
Reluctantly Joey moved his hands off and above his head in a restraint manner. A Pout then became his face.
"Don't pout, it won't get you anywhere with me in this bed" she said before hopping out of bed and running to the door…
"But it might get you somewhere in the shower "she playfully winked.
Before she knew it Joey had picked her up over his shoulder, slapped her bum and made for the bathroom, slamming the door behind them. The sound of Laurens shrieks was all to be heard in the Branning house.
After what they would call a 'dirty' shower, Lauren emerged from her bedroom dressed and ready for her interview later that morning. She had chosen a classic pencil skirt and white shirt, with a black blazer and court shoes.
Her hair with brushed and curled loosely and she applied minimal make up. Lauren walked into the living room where joey was sat watching the football.
"Ahum"
Joey turned to face Lauren, his mouth dropped open as he took in the appearance of his girlfriend. He thought she constantly looked beautiful in anything she wore, but today was a different matter. She looked mature, confident and sexy as hell.
"Well.. what do you think" she questioned
"Babe, you look amazing" he stood up and made Lauren do a 360 to show her whole outfit.
"I feel so nervous, what if I'm not good enough" her confidence feeling rocky.
Joey tipped her chin up so she had to look him in the eyes.
"You will be perfect, you are always perfect" she smiled, leaning forward and pecking him on the lips.
"Your amazing, you know that" kissing him again. Joey smirked, as Lauren continued to kiss him, he knew if he didn't stop this, she would miss her interview.
Joey pulled away, noticing Laurens confusion appear on her face.
"You have an interview remember"
"Of course, we have time for this later" smirked at him, before grabbing her coat and bag, quickly kissing Joey and making her way to the station.