Hey guys! I'm back, with Chapter 2. Just so you know, anyone who reads this. I am open for suggestions, if I've spelt something wrong or made a mistake somewhere please tell me. (In a nice way please) Because it will bug the hell outta me. Thanks so much! Please review :D
As Annie stepped through the door, her senses failed to work, her head spun and her life revolved around madness. It's like bloody Alice in Wonderland! She thought, she only then realised, she wasn't in Bristol, she was in Barry, South wales, in Mitchell's bedroom. Just as it was, as it used to be. Mitchell looked up.
"You didn't follow me?" She asked, looking at him.
"No…" He gulped, "No I didn't. Because I knew if I came with you, it would change the present tense." He said smiling. Annie threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around him, inhaling his scent.
"I love you; John Mitchell." She whispered in a muffle into his black curls.
"I love you too." He said, smoothing her hair, but Annie was up and about again in a flash running from Mitchells bedroom and hammering on Georges door.
"George! George!"
"Mm…" She could hear George groan.
"I'm Human!"
"Oh happy days…" He mumbled as she threw open his door. "Wait... What!" He exclaimed sitting up abruptly.
"You heard, I'm human!"
Annie sat on the sofa, placing her lips on a coffee mug for the first time in five years. She took a sip, overwhelmed at the glory of its taste.
"Run me through a-a-again…" George said.
"George… How many times do I have to explain…"
"I've got all day, and you've clearly got eternity… And I'm waiting." He said, crossing his right leg over his left leg, sipping at his mug of coffee.
"Life's door appeared…"
"Life's? I thought it was deaths."
"My point exactly, anyway, I told Annie to go through it, and she came back human."
"H-h-h-how exactly can we prove she's human though?" George asked stuttering.
"Well… She wouldn't be able to eat otherwise?" Nina suggested looking at Annie raiding the biscuit tin.
"Oh… Good point…" George said, cleaning his glasses on his pyjama top. Mitchell, slightly concerned stood up, but Nina grabbed hold of his leather jacket and stopped him.
"What's going on between you two?" She whispered in a matter of urgency.
"N-nothing…" Mitchell said flatly still looking at Annie.
"Well.. Clearly there is!" She stated in a whisper. And when Mitchell said nothing, she slapped him. "Tell me!" She said. Rubbing his cheek Mitchell replied.
"Well… We're kind of an… item?"
"What are you kidding mate! That's great!" George exclaimed patting Mitchell on the back.
"Why didn't you tell us sooner?" Nina asked smiling.
"Well… Annie didn't want to." Mitchell stated. Overhearing, Annie piped up wandering toward the three of them.
"I didn't want to? I thought you didn't want to!" She exclaimed standing beside Mitchell.
"Oh… Well I think we both got the wrong picture, but oh well." Annie smiled at Mitchell's effort to not show the fact that he was pissed for telling. Annie wrapped her arms around Mitchell's waist and smiled broadly, screw Owen. She thought, she had Mitchell now. Mitchell could feel his blood lust boiling up inside him, but he wasn't going to hurt Annie, he wouldn't dare. He would tear the world apart if anything happened to her. He exhaled, making an attempt to smile.
"I'm going to need some clothes… Because Nina's will be much too small for me," Annie paused. "No offence to her obviously. But I was hoping you'd come with me?" Annie asked sitting at Mitchells desk.
"Uh, yeah… Why not?" He smiled once again, this time for real. Only he didn't know what he'd gotten himself into.
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"What about this one?" Annie suggested holding a tank top up to her chest.
"Uh… Sorry, but no."
"Oh. How about that one?" Annie asked, holding up yet another shirt. Mitchell sighed, dumping himself on a chair.
"You're really not enjoying this are you?" She asked sitting beside him.
"It's not that… Just you'd have been better off coming with Nina. She knows more about girl stuff than I." Mitchell said kissing Annie on the cheek lightly.
"Mm, oh well. I need my boyfriend's opinion too!" Annie exclaimed cheerfully. "I'm done here for today, let's go home." She put back the clothes she had in hand, and together, they walked out the store, Mitchell carrying hours' worth of shopping.
As they walked back together, arm in arm. They saw Nina and George out on the street, climbing into a taxi, Nina clearly in distress.
"What're they doing?" Annie asked, worried.
"I don't know." Mitchell handed his bags to Annie, who watched as he ran up the street, and tried to stop the cab before it was too late. But it had driven away, breaking the speed limit. Mitchell jogged back to Annie's side.
"I think Nina's giving birth." He said taking a few bags from her.
"Oh that's wonderful!" Annie beamed happily, "In the non-pained sense." She added on the end. "Do you think we should visit?" She asked quickly.
"We could, I'll give George's mobile a call before though."
Okay! So what do you think? Is Nina really giving birth? As I said before: This was written as I thought it. I do not like plans, nor lists. So this is probably crappy, but still. I am going to work hard on this, because of my dedication to Being human. I was also thinking about ordering the Soundtrack and Box set series 1-3. Well anyways, I will upload this and continue writing. Thanks! Please review xx
