E-mail: glitter_girl_msp@hotmail.com
Summary: A/U Fantasy...a darker sequel to were going to be friends
Rating: PG 13
Feedback: Go on, you know you want to
Disclaimer: Joss owns my soul
Timeframe: About 12 years after "Were going to be friends" William and Buffy
are about 18
Beta: *Emi* a goddess among beta readers
Authors note: It's all you own fault you wanted a sequel I am giving you one
12 years down the road...I might fill in the gaps later!I have to warn you
it's got a pretty miserable start, but the good news is it will cheer up later!.
Dedicated to: my friend jules whose 18th it is today
Stand By Me
They'd been best friend for as long as she could remember. When they were little
they played in the mud, chasing worms and butterflies. Flutterbys they used to
say.
Then when she was older, the girls had pyjama parties, Buffy camped out in
William's back garden. They told ghost stories and stayed up all night
And he always looked out for her.
She was always popular, those beautiful blonde locks and sparkling green eyes
almost ensured it.
But she always made time for him, they were always so close.
That was until he came along.
She just didn't have time for anyone else, her love for him was all consuming.
Liam.
He was 25 and she was 18, it had kinda freaked her out at first but he was so
sweet...so perfect. And it really was kinda cool to have an older boyfriend...
^_^
"Liam," he spat the name out with aggression, with force. "The bloody great
poof!"
He'd tried to talk to her today, his lifelong best friend and she just said she
was in a hurry. She hadn't even said she would phone him tonight, she always
said that when she was in a hurry.
Liam. It was all his fault.
But if truth be told it had started before that.
Last year on their annual camping trip to his back garden, they had got drunk
and kissed, and it had changed everything.
She seemed to be more embarrassed by him as well, the fact he was an outsider, a
dreamer, a bad boy.
And he just couldn't admit he was in love with her.
So he smoked another cigarette, and crushed into the ground with a
steel-toecapped boot.
In a month they were due to do their annual camp out.
Would she come around?
Would she even remember?
He sighed and went looking for a fight.
^_^
She sat on the floor of her bathroom, too shocked to speak.
Tears formed behind her eyes but she could not cry them.
She knew she needed to be strong, she had to be strong for herself.
There was no one else to be strong for her.
The test on the floor, the blue sits starkly against the whiteness of the
bathroom. It tells the honest truth. Like almost nothing else in this world, she
thinks.
She's pregnant, with Liam's baby. Of all the luck. Her first time, and worse
still, he doesn't want to know.
She didn't know what to do, where to turn.
She thought she had no one.
She was wrong.
^_^
He watched her walk into school the next day, she looked radiant. Her skin
glowed.
But something was up, he could almost smell it so her stubbed out his cigarette
and stepped out from the shadows.
She walked up to her friend, laughing, joking she seemed fine, but the moment
she left, her face fell, she lost her radiance.
He followed her outside, she was so distracted that she didn't seem to notice
him padding after her.
She sat down in what used to be their spot, what he now regarded as his spot, he
smiled it was good to know that she still came here too.
So he sat down beside her...
^_^
"Lizzie?" She knew it was him, only he called her Lizzie.
"Will?" She turned to face him. Unable to hide the tears in her eyes.
"What is it, luv?" He reached his hand to her cheek, and gently wiped away her
tears.
"Oh Will, it's awful." He has the feeling he isn't going to like this, so he
removes a cigarette from his packet and goes to light it.
"Can I get one?" she asks. He cocks an eyebrow.
"But you don't smoke, pet."
"Believe me, it's been THAT kind of day, so gimme," she laughed. Their old
comradeship reappeared in a second. Things were simple sitting here with
William, somehow he just made everything all right.
"That's my girl, now go on, tell me what's up."
"Will, I'm pregnant."
"Fucking hell, what are you going to do? I mean what do you and Liam want to
do?" He couldn't believe his little Elizabeth, was knocked up.
"Liam has nothing to with it." She sat there smoking, and sounding bitter.
He'd never seen her like this before.
"Well, Lizzie, is this really the best time to take up smoking?"
"I'm not keeping it, Will, I can't...I just can't. I'm not a mother, I'm not
even a woman. I don't know what to do, Will..." She started to sob
uncontrollably.
He just held her.
"I've got money, I'm paying for it...If you really want to get rid of it, then
you can. But I'll support you either way. You know I'll always be here for you."
"Will, you don't have to."
"Shut it, girly I do what I want and you know I do." He cocked an eyebrow and
stuck out his tongue. "With respect to your horrible situation, I have an idea
for right now."
"What is it?"
"Let's go get pissed."
"Good one."
***Stand by Me***
Summary: A/U Fantasy...a darker sequel to were going to be friends
Rating: PG 13
Feedback: Go on, you know you want to
Disclaimer: Joss owns my soul
Timeframe: About 12 years after "Were going to be friends" William and Buffy
are about 18
Beta: *Emi* a goddess among beta readers
Authors note: It's all you own fault you wanted a sequel I am giving you one
12 years down the road...I might fill in the gaps later!I have to warn you
it's got a pretty miserable start, but the good news is it will cheer up later!.
Dedicated to: my friend jules whose 18th it is today
Stand By Me
They'd been best friend for as long as she could remember. When they were little
they played in the mud, chasing worms and butterflies. Flutterbys they used to
say.
Then when she was older, the girls had pyjama parties, Buffy camped out in
William's back garden. They told ghost stories and stayed up all night
And he always looked out for her.
She was always popular, those beautiful blonde locks and sparkling green eyes
almost ensured it.
But she always made time for him, they were always so close.
That was until he came along.
She just didn't have time for anyone else, her love for him was all consuming.
Liam.
He was 25 and she was 18, it had kinda freaked her out at first but he was so
sweet...so perfect. And it really was kinda cool to have an older boyfriend...
^_^
"Liam," he spat the name out with aggression, with force. "The bloody great
poof!"
He'd tried to talk to her today, his lifelong best friend and she just said she
was in a hurry. She hadn't even said she would phone him tonight, she always
said that when she was in a hurry.
Liam. It was all his fault.
But if truth be told it had started before that.
Last year on their annual camping trip to his back garden, they had got drunk
and kissed, and it had changed everything.
She seemed to be more embarrassed by him as well, the fact he was an outsider, a
dreamer, a bad boy.
And he just couldn't admit he was in love with her.
So he smoked another cigarette, and crushed into the ground with a
steel-toecapped boot.
In a month they were due to do their annual camp out.
Would she come around?
Would she even remember?
He sighed and went looking for a fight.
^_^
She sat on the floor of her bathroom, too shocked to speak.
Tears formed behind her eyes but she could not cry them.
She knew she needed to be strong, she had to be strong for herself.
There was no one else to be strong for her.
The test on the floor, the blue sits starkly against the whiteness of the
bathroom. It tells the honest truth. Like almost nothing else in this world, she
thinks.
She's pregnant, with Liam's baby. Of all the luck. Her first time, and worse
still, he doesn't want to know.
She didn't know what to do, where to turn.
She thought she had no one.
She was wrong.
^_^
He watched her walk into school the next day, she looked radiant. Her skin
glowed.
But something was up, he could almost smell it so her stubbed out his cigarette
and stepped out from the shadows.
She walked up to her friend, laughing, joking she seemed fine, but the moment
she left, her face fell, she lost her radiance.
He followed her outside, she was so distracted that she didn't seem to notice
him padding after her.
She sat down in what used to be their spot, what he now regarded as his spot, he
smiled it was good to know that she still came here too.
So he sat down beside her...
^_^
"Lizzie?" She knew it was him, only he called her Lizzie.
"Will?" She turned to face him. Unable to hide the tears in her eyes.
"What is it, luv?" He reached his hand to her cheek, and gently wiped away her
tears.
"Oh Will, it's awful." He has the feeling he isn't going to like this, so he
removes a cigarette from his packet and goes to light it.
"Can I get one?" she asks. He cocks an eyebrow.
"But you don't smoke, pet."
"Believe me, it's been THAT kind of day, so gimme," she laughed. Their old
comradeship reappeared in a second. Things were simple sitting here with
William, somehow he just made everything all right.
"That's my girl, now go on, tell me what's up."
"Will, I'm pregnant."
"Fucking hell, what are you going to do? I mean what do you and Liam want to
do?" He couldn't believe his little Elizabeth, was knocked up.
"Liam has nothing to with it." She sat there smoking, and sounding bitter.
He'd never seen her like this before.
"Well, Lizzie, is this really the best time to take up smoking?"
"I'm not keeping it, Will, I can't...I just can't. I'm not a mother, I'm not
even a woman. I don't know what to do, Will..." She started to sob
uncontrollably.
He just held her.
"I've got money, I'm paying for it...If you really want to get rid of it, then
you can. But I'll support you either way. You know I'll always be here for you."
"Will, you don't have to."
"Shut it, girly I do what I want and you know I do." He cocked an eyebrow and
stuck out his tongue. "With respect to your horrible situation, I have an idea
for right now."
"What is it?"
"Let's go get pissed."
"Good one."
***Stand by Me***