*This is my first fanfic/story so excuse how terrible and rubbish it is. Please don't be put off from this and give my others a chance :) just a word of warning haha.
Ty x*
7am. That was the time on my iPhone which was laying on the bedside table, vibrating and playing some ridiculous ringtone I'd reluctantly chose as the alarm tone. Most people would moan about being up at this time but this morning I was happily awake and flying out of bed. The quicker this day came to and end the better. Tonight, at around seven o'clock Aston was coming home from tour. Aston was my boyfriend and he was in the boy band JLS so for the past month or so he'd been away touring the country. I missed him like crazy, I'd gone to watch him a few times and seen him backstage and at a stretch I stayed the night with him in his hotel room but he'd have to wake up and shoot off early the next morning. I just wanted him home so he was all mine again for a while, we rarely had any private time when I went to see him. Not to mention the lonely nights without his cuddles and waking up in the morning to him sleeping next to me. I got out of bed and jumped straight into the shower, having a quick wash of my hair and body before going back into the bedroom, wrapped in a fluffy white towel. After drying I chucked on some underwear and got changed into something presentable for work, a pair of jeans and a thick jumper, perfect. I dried my hair and straightened it, adding a little bit of make up to my face before sorting out my bag. I put everything I needed in my bag and set off for work, not forgetting to stop off at a McDonalds drive through first to get some breakfast. I arrived at work at just before nine, minutes before I started. I climbed out of my car and walked up to the building. I signed in at reception, having a little chat with the guy at the front desk before going to my office.
"Morning Amelia." Jodie smiled as I passed her desk.
"Morning." I yawned, making her giggle as she saw how tired I was. I walked into my office and closed the door, there was no point because it was glass anyway. I put my bag down and shrugged off my jacket, making it hang off the back of my chair. I rolled my chair to my desk so I was sat in front of my computer and logged in. While waiting for my computer to start up I got out my phone to see I had a text from Aston. I bit my lip as I read it in my head.
{Morning baby. Can't wait to see you later, miss you so much! Should be home around seven. Love you xxx}
I smiled and quickly text back before anyone caught me.
{Hey Ast. I miss you too, been lonely :( Okay, I'll definitely be home. Love you too xxx}
I slipped my phone back into its pocket in my bag and turned back to my computer. I got straight into work, hoping the day would go quicker if I busied myself. I worked in the fashion industry, I basically just designed outfits for celebrities and sent them to their stylists who would tweak them. Its how I met Aston, I stepped in for their stylist a couple of times as she was ill and we instantly hit it off. We'd been together for three years now, quite a long time but I was only just twenty three so I wasn't expecting anything like marriage or babies yet.
Around lunchtime I was nibbling on the food I'd brought for myself there was a small knock on my door and in strolled Charlie, a guy who works down the hall from me and also my best friend.
"Hey babe, brought you a hot chocolate." He smiled and placed a Starbucks cup on my desk. Charlie always looked after me, he was more like my mother than anything.
"Thanks, such a sweetie." I giggled and took a little sip even though it was still scolding. He laughed at the face I had pulled and fell back into a chair that was near the door of my office.
"Always." He told me making me laugh and shake my head.
"Thats why you're my favourite." I winked.
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No One Ever Comes Close To You
FanfictionAston and Amelia have a massive argument and it comes between them making their relationship no longer exist. When their friends start pushing them into moving on they find it's a struggle to find anyone else. It seems as if no one compares.