Chap 3

Hello readers! How exciting is it that Geordie shore is back on. Anyway people wanted this chapter so here it is.

Gary is coming over today. Oh my god. I wonder what he is going to say. That kiss is always what I wanted to happen and now could we really be a couple? Now that is a sentence I never thought I would say.

"Hi Gary," I said welcoming him into the house.

"Wait Charlotte, I don't need to come in, this won't be long."

"Okay...what do we do about that kiss?"

"I'm sorry to say but that's all it was...a kiss."

With saying Gary left. Never contacting me at all.

- a few months later

We were back in Geordie shore for season 5. So much has happened since then. I had a boyfriend, I lost that boyfriend. Gary and I became friends, Gary and I kissed and now Gary are now not even friends.

I don't even want to speak to him, let alone go back to having sex with him. No no no, not again. I am an independent woman who doesn't like parsnips.

Scramble and egg are still alive I you are wondering, and they are coming back to the Geordie shore.

Sophie pulled up and I struggled to get my suitcase in her car but eventually it fit. The house had been redone, it looked proper mint.

It was nice seeing everyone again, sort of. Vicky and Ricky are still together, engaged. James is still with that weird girlfriend and is now being a complete dick to Holly. Sophie and Joel are still together, surprise. Scotty T is still bucking with Dan trailing around looking for someone. As for Holly and I, we have started a group called the Cock Capturers. We are going to capture so much cock, we will be aching from too much cock.

Today we are heading to amsterdam as part of our new job that Anna gave us because we are shit at everything else, so why not.

Gary is hanging around me, always wanting to be close but I really wanna say, fuck off Gary.

It was the first night out, Gary and Scotty T had to go to work, haha suckers! Drink after drink, it felt nice to be back, especially in a foreign country. Gary arrived later and I could care less, seriously, seriously.

He was on the pull, I was on the pull but eventually we both went back to that stupid boat house with no one. Now Holly and I both put ourselves to bed. Gary was begging to me to give him a cuddle for a little bit. But I was having none of that.

So I was slowly drifting to sleep, when I felt a tug on my toe. What the hell!

"Char, are you awake?"

Of course it fucking Gary.

So basically he sweet talks his way into my bed, and next thing I now I am bouncing on the parsnip, moaning with Holly about 2cm away. Welcome back to Geordie shore.