"Daniel!"
"Why am I always on the receiving side?"
"I'm not a psychopath, I'm a high- functioning sociopath do uour research."
"Adam! I should be like Adam, God was proud of Adam!"
"My name is, Khan."
I sighed, I flopped back into the couch. I had just got of the phobe eith my mother, she decided to go into great detail about how famous Megan was becoming over in Canada as a model. Then she when't into great detail as to what a failer I am.
The one thing that stuck in my head was the fact that she had mentioned the second time I tried to meet this boy I liked. I still hear her voice ringing insude my head.
"You see Amelia when you tried to go talk to young Ben and he just brushed you off that's when I saw your first failer, a real woman would have chased after him but you didn't." It doesn't help that I can hear her boyfriend cackling in the background.
A lot if things have happened in the last 27 years:
The first being my mum annd dad split up with my mother leaving with Megan and dad leaving with me.
The second was thing being me and "mother" don't always see eye to eye.
The third being I still have a huge crush on "young Ben" and half the women and teenaged girls have a crush on him. Him being actor Benedict Cumberbatch.
Ever sice I moved out of the small English cottage only five minutes away from Timothy and Wanda's house I practical followed in Benedict's footsteps only a few years behind since he finished his university education afew years before mind. (And with very similar classes, I might say.)
In the beginning of me living in London I saw him around but he was with his girlfriend Olvia Poulet. So I never spoke to him. Although I do think he looked at me a few times. (Or it's the imagination of a crazed fangirl. Probably that.)
I got up and made my way to the kitchen, to do the most British thing ever. Make a cup of tea, love.
I flicked the kettle on and waited for the water to boil, I placed my tea bag in my mug with the bumble bees on it before grabbing the sugar and milk.
Once the water boiled, I began making my tea. I held thd mug to my lips snd blew.
"To 27 fucking years!" I steated before drinking.
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I'm Just Your Fangirl ~ A Benedict Cumberbatch Fanfic
FanfictionEveryone knows the name Benedict Cumberbatch, everyone knows he's Sherlock Holmes the great detective! Everyone knows that the CumberCollective or Cumberbitches areca legion. But nobody knows who the first Cumberbitch was. ~°~ Amelia Hamilton at t...
