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"Sex Kitty in Waiting"
I haven't seen him in like 2 weeks...
Dave kissed me...
He has taken a step closer and is looking down at me with his marvy eyes.
"So Sex Kitty," he said in a dreamy voice, "can I come in?"
Friday October 21st
Standing like a lemon opposite Dave.
No joke.
He's still waiting for me to answer. How long has it been? Ten seconds? Minutes? I think my brain is stuck in this position.
Dave is looking rather worried now. I hope I haven't scared him. It's not my nose is it?
2 seconds later
Dave just looked down the street. Oh no, he's thinking of going. I don't want him to go. Who knows when I'll see him again?
"Yes." I said quietly but I think he heard because he turned back to look at me and nodded slowly.
Defiantly being Dave the Unlaugh. If he is not careful he will lose his reputation.
3 minutes later
I managed to get us in the house without breaking the lock or bones. Good start.
Only then I wasn't sure what to do so I walked into the kitchen with Dave following.
He's not talking. And his hood is still up. I'm trying not to stare but it is tres hard.
Uh-oh I can see Gordy stalking Dave on the kitchen counter.
I should say something right? To stop Dave being ambushed by...
5 seconds later
Gordy has just launched himself at Dave but he managed to skip out the way at the last moment. Gordy is not the cat his dad is he is vair clumsy.
Although he doesn't give up. In fact he will probably stalk Dave till he leaves.
Merde.
"Quick follow me," I said just as Gordy tried to pounce again. Emphasis on the 'tried'.
10 seconds later
Hiding in my room.
How did we end up here?
Well actually, it is my normal escape from the Swiss Family Mad, so I was just following my natural instincts by coming here.
With Dave.
Me in my room with Dave who I haven't seen in donkey's years. Ish.
5 seconds later
Dave has his back to me and is staring at a closed door. Maybe he hit his head.
Or maybe the door is just more interesting than me. Hmmm...
2 seconds later
Oh my giddy god Dave just turned around and walked over to where I am standing. He is tres close. I can feel him breathing on me.
Jelloid moment extraordinaire.
3 seconds later
Dave just pulled down his hood really slowly like he was revealing himself as spider man or something (freaky deaky) and then shuffled even closer to me.
He just led his forehead on mine. Uh-oh, that's what he did that time when we were in the park. And there was lots of pre-jelloid heat only it wasn't pre-jelloid heat because there was no jelloid to follow because we didn't actually snog. I hope that isn't what this is. I hope-
1 second later
Dave just kissed me!
It was a really soft kiss on my lips. It didn't last very long. My lips are all puckered and ready now though...
"I'm sorry Kittykat."
Merde! Don't say that! He said that last time when he said he wouldn't break up with Emma! Merde merde and thrice merde!
I frowned at him – which is vair hard when your lips are puckered.
He moved his hand to run it through my hair, "I don't think I can stay away from you."
Hmmm that sounds good to me. In fact that sounds super duper double marv with knobs on.
Dave said "I should have realised it before. I tried to do the right thing, the good thing. But I guess I'm just not a good person."
He's smirking. Should he be smirking right now? Ahh well live and let live I say.
"I think you're a good person." I said.
He raised his eyebrows. "Really?"
I grinned, "Of course, you're Jack the Biscuit."
5 minutes later
Having my lips snogged off by Dave, and he hasn't even started nip libbing yet. Tip-top jelliodosity.
This is beyond heaven. Thank-god the Swiss Family Mad are out. The last thing I need is Vati storming in with his beaver-growing chin.
3 minutes later
Dave is running his hands over my back. And yes, the nip libbing has begun! Brillopads!
Although I think I've lost control of my legs and they are wobbling from all the jelloid-ness.
2 seconds later
On the floor.
How come I always end up with a hurt botty after snogging Dave?
"Are you ok Sex Kitty?" Dave asked crouching next to me.
I looked at him, "You broke my botty with your nip libbing."
Dave laughed and gave me a light kiss. "Nip libbing?"
Merde.
"Well errr, no, I didn't mean... that, err..." Warning! Ellen emerging!
Dave grabbed my hand and said, "Georgia please shut up I don't really give a biscuit," and then he snogged me some more.
Number five and six (and some more lip nibbling obviously). And we are on the floor. In my bedroom. Oo-er.
30 seconds later
Oh my giddy god Dave just picked me up and threw me on the bed then jumped on himself! (Not in a hard I-want-to-hurt-you way, but rather a you-are-such-a-sex-kitty-I-need-you-now kind of way.)
2 seconds later
Having my neck nuzzled by Dave. This snogging is beyond marvyness. He keeps moving from my lips to my neck and then all the way up to my ear.
It's making me moan every now and then which you would think would be off putting (as I sound like a startled earwig) but Dave seems to like it as he just snogs me harder. Yummy scrumboes!
How did I last the last two weeks or months or however long it's been without snogging Dave?! He is defiantly the King and God and everything of snogging. Better than the Sex God and Lurrrve God combined. And defiantly better than Whelk boy and MBG.
Eww now I have them in my head. Bugger off I'm busy having the best snog sesh of my life!!
1 second later
Hold on one snogging second! What did I just say?!
The snog of my life?
Yes, that's what I said.
But is it true? Is this the best snog sesh of my life?
Oh my giddy god Dave just moved down and snogged my collarbone.
Defiantly the best snog of my life.
Which isn't surprisingly, since I love his snogging and maybe even love-
"Kittykat," Dave said, (how rude interrupting my thinking) "I have to go."
WHATT?! NO NO NO he cannot leave!
"Why?" I said and clung to him.
Dave chuckled quietly, "Don't worry, I'll come straight back. I just... I have to break up with Emma."
I gave him a meaningful look. I've heard that one before.
"I promise," Dave said, "Now I'm certain about what I want. But I shouldn't have come to you without breaking up with her first."
I looked away (which is tres hard since Dave is hovering above me). I shall ignorez-vous him if he is just willing to leave like that.
"Come on Sex Kitty I will be back before you know it." Dave said pulling me up so we're now sitting next to each other.
5 seconds later
Still looking away. And ignoring Dave.
Dave keeps leaning in and trying to look me in the eyes.
Oh Lord Sandra he is quite literally Sex on Legs. His eyes are so dreamy and his hair is groovy and his mouth...
1 second later
Snogging Dave.
And I don't even care that I caved. I just want to snog Dave forever and ever and ever and ever.
"Ok I'll be back soon," Dave said pulling away again.
I mumbled something that sounded like "Nuunngg," but you can never be sure.
Dave leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips before saying, "Gee, I lo-"
He stopped. Why did he stop? Quit stopping!
What was he going to say?
I think he was going to say what I think I was going to think.
He was wasn't he?!
6 seconds later
Dave is stood at the door to my room smiling at me with his marvy mouth. Maybe he can leave that while he goes?
He said "Can't wait to snog your face off Sex Kitty. I'm away laughing on a fast camel," and winked at me before leaving.
Cheeky cat.
5.20p.m
Waiting for Dave in my room. It's been over an hour.
I've already nipped in the shower and re-done my hair and make-up. I am a Sex Kitty in Waiting. For a biscuit. Whoever came up with the phrase "fashionably late" is wrong. I want Dave to be and always be early so we have more time to snog.
That is just good sense.
1 minute later
Mutti just barged into my room without knocking – what a shocker.
What in the name of pantyhose is she wearing?!
Oh in all things biscuity, she has a cheer leading outfit on! Just when I thought she couldn't take her prostitution phase any further...
"Ta-ta Georgie we are popping out to see your Uncle Eddie. He's performing up near-"
I cut her off. "I really don't want to hear anything that is in the same conversation as Uncle Eddie thankyou very much Mutti. Don't hurry back."
She did that pathetic tutting thing. "You know you could be a bit more supportive of your family and me."
I raised my eyebrows. "Supportive? Of a Baldy-O-Gram and a prostitute-wannabe?"
"Georgia Nicolson!" She barked at me. Oh lord here comes a rant. Where are my ear plugs? "Why can't you just be a nice little girl?"
I stared at her, "Mutti you are wearing a cheerleading outfit. I think it is you that wants to be the little girl."
She did a bit more tutting and combined some huffing in there too before storming off.
3 minutes later
And the clown car has left the area! With the Olds and the mad toddly one which is a big plus in anyone's books.
Now where was I?
Oh yes complaining about the lack of Dave snogging my lips.
He said he would be right back, which translated means five, maybe ten minutes tops.
30 seconds later
Unless it's like one of those "s'later" things.
Maybe "be right back" means a lot longer in boy lingo than in girl lingo.
So is it like what, twenty minutes for them?
1 minute later
Either way he's late.
Very late.
10 minutes later
Ok time for so yoga.
Ommmmmmmmmm.
Inner peace inner peace.
He'll ommm be ommm round ommm soon ommm.
2 minutes later
Where the bleating goat is he?
I'm all ommed out.
5 seconds later
What if he couldn't break up with Emma?
What if he decided to stay with her again?
Merde.
Stupid stupid Dave.
I hate him and his stupid snogging making me jelloid.
1 second later
Merde Merde and thrice merde.
2 seconds later
Although I don't hate his snogging.
It really is marvy beyond belief.
Yepp it's true, I love it. Hmm I wonder if I love-
1 second later
Cut off by the ringing phone.
Lord Sandra I can't get a good thinking session in here without being interrupted. But that is the selfishosity of the world.
5 seconds later
Answering the phone. It'll be Dave apologising for being late. I may forgive him if he promises to snog me for hours on end later.
"Oh haiiii Sex Kitty speaking."
"Erm, is this the Nicolson residence?"
Oh my giddy god it's not Dave!
And I just called myself Sex Kitty!!
Merde.
2 seconds later
I said "Err let me just get someone..."
Ok how long would it take to "fetch" someone?
3 seconds later
Throwing the phone up and down so it sounds like it's switching hands.
1 second later
Ow blood ow! The phone just landed on my head!
It's worse than a biff from Angus!
2 seconds later
"Hello? This is Georgia Nicolson, habitant of the Nicolson household."
There, what a normal answer.
"Hello Georgia, this is Doctor Shepard from the local hospital. I'm sorry for this call, but if it's possible, I'm afraid we need you to come down and see us."
What? This doesn't sound good.
In fact it sounds very very bad. My legs feel all shaky.
"Wh-hy?" I stuttered.
"There's been an accident; a car crash. Unfortunately we have no identification for one of the passengers, but he did have a piece of paper with your number on. Would you be able to come to the hospital and identify him so we can contact his family?"
1 second later
Oh my god.
Dave's been in a car crash.
Oh my god.
Another cliffy! I think every one of my chapters so far as ended in one! :P
So this chapter has basically set up the main story line that I have planned for this fanfic... it just gets more interesting from here! so keep the reviews coming & I shall updateeeeeeee!
love you allllll (in a strictly non-lezzie way)
horn's out ;)