Meet Amélie Belrose, meet James Nightingale.
Oh, and Harry Kyle.
Both from completely different worlds but what happens when their worlds crash into each other?
'Right big meme, I need to grab my phone from upstairs so we can arrange where to meet the guys' Carly says to me, bouncing off the sofa and making her way up the stairs.
'Okay' I shout back before I make my way to the into the kitchen to see James.
The radio is playing cheap thrills by sia and even though I hate sia... this isn't bad actually. What makes it even better is James dancing to it, his hips going to side to side.
'Wow, you should be on strictly come dancing' I say, laughing a bit before he turns around and faces me. Fuck, the butterflies are starting again!
'Amèlie!' James exclaims 'You scared me'
'Sorry 'bout that' I say to him, helping him with making the tea.
Should I ask him about when he tried to kiss me before? I don't know, perhaps he didn't mean it. Argh, so many thoughts!
'James? Can I ask you someth-' I begin to say before he turns to face me and kisses me on the lips.
Fuck. This is actually happening.
Oh.
My
God.
He kissed me! He kissed me! He kissed me!
After a minute or so, he pulls away; making me miss his lips on mine.
'I'm so sorry Amèlie, I shouldn't have done that' James says to me, his face turning bright red. 'God, I'm stupid'
'No you're not' I reply to him, turning him around to face me.
'You're my daughter's best friend. I've known you since you were three' James shouts, making me back away from him
'I'm sorry' I reply back to him before leaving the kitchen.
'No, Amélie please come back' James says to me but I'm already out of the door.
I grab my rucksack from the side of the sofa, shout at Carly to hurry up and make my way outside.
Fuck, I think I've made a big mistake.
'Amèlie?' Carly shouts behind me, closing the door behind me. 'Are you okay?'
'Yeah, I'm fine. Just needed a bit of fresh air, that's all' I reply to Carly as we link arms and make our way to town.
~skips journey ~
'Where are the boys again?' I ask Carly, grabbing my phone from out of my bag.
Unlocking it, I see that James has been spamming my phone.
15 missed calls from James 💕
30 text messages from James 💕
'Fuck' I say to myself, turning off my phone and standing next to a frustrated Carly.
'Where are they? They were supposed to meet us here twenty minutes ago!' Carly exclaims before we see them emerge before us.
Both of them are wearing nearly the same outfit. The only difference is that Jesse is wearing a stone roses T-shirt and Frans is wearing a nirvana T-shirt.
'There you are! We have been waiting ages for you!' Carly says to them as Frans swoops her into a hug and planting a kiss on her cheek.
'Should I do that to you?' Jesse asks me, laughing and linking my arm with his.
'If you want to get shanked then by all means, go for it' I reply, my mind still on that kiss.
'Hey, are you okay? You seem far, far away' Jesse asks me, poking my cheek gently.
'Yeah, don't worry. Its nothing' I say to the once quizzical Jesse.
'If you say so' Jesse whispers to me as he takes me to 'Carns' (that's Carly and Frans ship name, not a random person.)
'Right' Frans begins to say as we link into a group chain and make our way through town. 'Where would you three lovely ladies like to go?'
'Oi!' Jesse says to him, jokingly.
'But seriously now, where do you wanna go?' Frans asks me and Carly.
'Well, we need to go prom dress shopping so that's the first place we need to go to. Then the music shop and starbucks to finish with' Carly says to him, flipping her hair back in a Gerard Way sort of style.
'What she said' I say to them both as we continue walking until we reach our shop.
Its a little boutique called Christina's. Its such a cute little boutique with diamond chandeliers and the most beautiful dresses you could ever hope to see. Heaven on earth. I'm not even joking on that one.
'Do we have to come with you?' Jesse asks me, rolling his eyes slightly.
'You do because I need you to tell me whether I look like a potato or not when I try on my dress' I say to him as I drag him into the shop.
I go up to the desk where Carly is asking the assistant for her order. Well, our order.
'Under the name Nightingale' Carly says to her as Karen the assistant (I looked at her name tag. I'm not a creeper, I'm just observant) goes into the back to get our order.
'Everything okay?' I ask her, playing with a strand of my hair.
'She's getting our order now pepe' Carly says to me nudging me.
'Oh, nice and I'm not Pepe, I'm dat boi and you're Pepe' I laugh out, nudging her back.
Eventually, Karen leads us to the dressing rooms and places out dresses in our cubicles.
God, I hope it looks nice.
I take of my clothes, throw them to the side of the room and unzip the dress cover.
It looks so beautiful.
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I take it carefully so the material doesn't snag on the coat hanger and put it on, the material soft against my pale skin. It fits me like a glove, that's the best way I can describe it if I'm honest. I've already seen Carly's dress and it looks beautiful on her. It really does and do does mine now.
Yay!
'Come on Amè, we haven't got all day' Jesse shouts at me as I open the curtain and see the three memes jaws drops.
'Does it look good?' I ask them, doing a brief twirl.
'Good? GOOD?! It looks perfect' Jesse says to me, his eyes wide.
'Haha, why thank you. Frans, what'ca think?' I ask him, patting out my dress to make it look perfect.
'It looks amazing, doesn't it Carls?' Frans says as Carly agrees.
'You look like a princess Amèlie'
And for the first time in my seventeen years of existence, I actually feel like a princess.
