Hey, you've done nothing
That I can't repair, I can't repairNo I don't need you
Not a little bit
To myself
I've finally admitted it
No I don't need you
Not a little bit
Get rid of it, whoaAnd now I'm me without you
(and things are 'bout to get real good)
Watch me breathe without you
(and things are 'bout to get real good)
Oh you're fading so fast
I can hardly see ya
When I look back oh
Now I'm me without you
(and things are 'bout to get real good)I can love whoever I want
Say whatever I want
Do whatever I want
HeyGwen Stefani -
THREE WEEKS LATER -
Chelsea exited her building to wait for the cab's arrival and spoke into the phone to her friend. "So you're just leaving Seraphine now? Perfect, tell your driver that you're going to The Baby Cot Shop in Chelsea. 408 King's Road."
She paused in her conversation while Skye relayed the information to the upscale baby boutique to her driver, then resumed her conversation.
"Oh, yeah, you should get there before me... just go in and start looking at things you like. And Skye, thanks again for making time to come down to London on the train late yesterday. I know it isn't a short trip from Scotland to then turn around and go back the following day."
....."I still can't believe you have to work on Saturday and Sunday... I guess animals just don't have the decency to not have babies on the weekend!" she joked and smiled at what her friend was answering on the other end.
....."OH! Gotta dash! My driver just arrived! See you soon my bra!"
Twenty minutes later the cab arrived at the upscale Nursery boutique and Chelsea hurried inside. Heading toward the back of the store, she found Skye looking at books of wallpaper.
"Hey there! Look at you! Oh my gosh look at your adorable pregnant belly!! How many weeks are you now?"
"19 weeks this Saturday." Skye answered rubbing a hand lovingly over her bump that had grown significantly over the last few weeks.
"Isn't this showroom is to die for?!?! You have no idea how excited I am that you both trust me with designing the nursery!! I just want to make sure we pick out the furniture together so you and Henrik are happy and I can choose a design direction."
"It's absolutely amazing Chels, you were right, but I don't even know where to start other than that Hen and I want eco friendly." Skye answered her friend looking a little overwhelmed.
"Oh Babe!" Chelsea said wrapping her in a hug, "that's what I'm here for... so you can just relax and give me some ideas of what you like and I can make ALL the details come together!" Chelsea motioned to a table and chairs. "Sit with that heavy book babe, I'm just looking for inspiration from you."
"Thanks, that makes sense. You did such an amazing job bringing both Henrik and my style together in our flat... we totally trust you with the baby's room." she smiled and sat down, melting into a comfy chair. "My brain has been a bit full lately."
"Oh girly, sorry you've been running around all day. I know Bababoom in Essex is a bit of a drive, but Lucas was adamant you got their pregnancy massage and reflexology while you're in town this trip. You've been under too much stress... it's not good for the baby."
"No, you're right. I totally understand.... And the treatments were a little slice of heaven! You'll have to thank Lucas for me. He was right, but don't let it go to his head!" She joked, then immediately sobered. "Work has just been really busy for me lately, the joey we're expecting is really important to our conservation efforts... and then there's the Bobby factor."
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The Player's Losing Hand - (Love Island the Game FanFiction)
FanfictionBased off of characters from the popular Love Island video game, this is a story set POST villa. Henrik had walked away from the game without the girl.... Screw the show, what he really wanted was Skye. But just like with climbing he could be patien...