Reece ~ fanfiction

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Written- 03-03-18
I didn't hear the footsteps behind me and his body cast no shadow over me, so when my iPhone was snatched from my hands, I screamed and jumped.

I held my hands over my heart as another scream escaped me. My boyfriend Reece was running across the hotel room, with my phone in his hand.

"REECE BIBBY", I screamed.
"YOU SCARED THE CRAP OUT OF ME!! WHAT THE HELL?!?", I demanded.

He ignored me, climbing onto the double bed we were sharing in the hotel.

"What are you doing?! Please don't post anything ridiculous from my accounts", I begged, knowing that was exactly what he'd do.
"I won't", he promised as he began to jump up and down on the bed. His fingers scrolled suspiciously on my phone.

I try to recall what app I was on when my phone was rudely snatched but I can't remember.

Reece begins to laugh uncontrollably.
"Babe", he ushers me to come up to the bed with him. I step up clumsily and he catches me so I don't fall. I smile into his chest.

"What is this?", he's still laughing and indicating to something on the screen. A book. Reece Bibby Fanfiction to be exact.

"It's entertaining", I shrug, defensive.
"Why would you read this when you get the real thing?", he growls playfully, stopping his bouncing. I laugh.
"Well Reece, in fanfiction Reece Bibby doesn't jump on beds, he makes babies on them", I inform him.

"People write about me having sex?", he exclaims, rather loudly.
"Your fans are very imaginative", I laugh at his priceless reactions.

"And you read that?", he asks me, a shocked expression on his face.
"Along with 13,000 other people", I conclude with a nod.

"This is an invasion of privacy", he tells me and I laugh at him again.
"Not really Reece, they didn't get it half right, I promise you that"
"Plus there are much weirder stories on wattpad. This is tame", I giggle a bit at his wide eyes.

"I could read you some if you like", I offer him, laughing.
He wrinkles his nose.
"No thanks that is so weird", he pauses.
"Anyway, why read it when we could just act it out", he mumbles, kissing the skin on my neck softly.

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