BLUE SKIES • RICHARD MADDEN
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  • Reads 507,805
  • Votes 9,087
  • Parts 102
  • Time 2h 53m
Complete, First published Jan 15, 2019
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"@_richardmadden can be my bodyguard anytime."

"@eleanormitchell name a time and place."

started ~ 18/01/2019
completed ~ 26/03/2019
edited ~ 03/04/2019

Richard Madden Fanfiction
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𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅. 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒎 𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑰 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒊𝒓. 𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅. 𝑺𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑪𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒕. 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒆. 𝑻𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒉. 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉, 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕. 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕. 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍
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𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅. 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒎 𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑰 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒊𝒓. 𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅. 𝑺𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑪𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒕. 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒆. 𝑻𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒉. 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉, 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕. 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕. 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍