A list of stuff by me that I would love for you to read:
Forever Unstoppable on Wattpad: an original band fic involving time travel and epic romances.
What comes next? on ao3: my Julie and the Phantoms season 2 predictions turned into a fic. Basically my coping mechanism waiting for a S2 announcement.
No Angel on wattpad: a Short Stack fic with a Charlie’s Angel style twist where Andy’s life is saved by a hot agent and they work together to find out who wants him dead.
Happy Anniversary on tumblr, ao3 and wattpad: my first Julie and the Phantoms fic inspired by a post about Luke’s parents finding out he’s a ghost (one-shot)
Thank You on tumblr and ao3: a Julie and the Phantoms fic about the Nothing to Lose and Stand Tall scenes from the boys point of view (one-shot)
Two Worlds Collide on Wattpad: a Juke fic written for a wattpad Halloween contest in which Luke and Julie are between worlds and anxious to see each other again (one-shot)
If you read any of these, thank you. You’re all amazing and I’ll update this post as I write more stuff.
If you love Julie and the Phantoms, I really hope you would enjoy this bizarre band fic that I’ve been working on for a really long time. Please read and share it with your friends if you like it!
2011. At the time, the conversation I’d overheard between Nate and Damien didn’t make sense to me, so I forgot all about it. Now I realised what they were talking about. Me.
“Long story,” I told Nate and Damien finally. They clearly didn’t know about the accident when it had happened, so I knew I shouldn’t tell them now.
I looked at the time. We’d been sitting together for hours.
Nate’s phone rang and he picked it up almost right away.
“Hey gorgeous,” he said into the phone. Sarah, I assumed. “Yeah, we’re sitting in this little café on Oxford Street.” He looked around and found the name of it and told Sarah. “Okay, see you soon.”
“Sarah and Claudia will be here in a second,” Nate told us.
“Okay.” I couldn’t even hide the fact I wasn’t keen on it.
“Do you not want them here?” Nate asked. “You don’t want them to find out?”
I looked at him and sighed. “It’s not that.”
Damien narrowed his look at me. “It’s Claudia, isn’t it? You said Nate and Sarah are still together, but you didn’t answer when I asked about Claudia and I. What happens to us, Katy?” he asked me.
I just shook my head and avoided his gaze and leaned back in my chair.
Then we heard Claudia ask, “Where are they?”
“Over there,” Sarah said, pointing to us. Claudia raced over to Damien and completely ignored Nate and I.
Sarah gave me a wave and a smile as she calmly walked over to the table and I returned it. She gave Nate a quick kiss and sat down close to him. He put his arm around her and began to play with her ponytail. It made me smile that some things didn’t change.
“So, what’s the plan tonight?” Damien asked after Claudia let him go and gave him some air.
“Not sure,” Nate said.
Everyone went quiet, not sure what to do.
“Why don’t we call Alex?” said Sarah. “He always seems to pick good places to go.”
Damien and I shared an unsure look. He must have realised what I had though, that there was no reasonable excuse we could give the girls to not invite him out. Damien started digging through his pockets.
“Oh, here,” I said, handing over his phone.
“Thanks,” he said and started dialling. “Andrew,” he greeted into the phone after it rang a few times. There was a slight pause while Alex spoke. “We were just discussing where we should go out tonight. . . . Yup, sounds like a plan. . . . Sure, we’ll head back now. . . . See you soon.”
Damien hung up the phone and put it away while we looked at him expectantly.
“Alex is keen to go to The George. He even said Katy’s welcome,” Damien informed us.
The George was an old pub on the other side of Hyde Park that did a good bistro and an excellent music playlist. It was a favourite of everyone I knew thanks to its great mix between a pub and club atmosphere. Most importantly, I knew they would let in a fake seventeen year old into the bistro area.
“Let’s get back to the hotel to get ready then,” said Nate. Damien, Nate and I paid for our food and drinks and we all walked back down the street.
Alex didn’t answer the door to his room so Damien used the spare key to let us in. The bass player was in the shower, so Nate knocked on the bathroom door before opening it enough to talk to Alex.
“Hey, mate,” Nate called. “We’re all gonna go get ready, is it cool if Katy gets ready here?”
“Does she wanna join me now?” he asked playfully.
He asked the question like he’d already offered, but having only just walked into the room, I shared a confused look with the others.
“We’ll be back in an hour,” Nate told Alex, ignoring the weird comment.
Nate and Sarah, and Damien and Claudia went back to their respective rooms and said they’d be back when they were ready to go.
I walked further into the room and took in the mess left from last night’s madness. It did actually look like Alex had made a small effort to tidy up, but there were still empty cans and bottles lying about.
I sat on the couch, taking the time to finally have a relaxing moment. That’s when I noticed my fake ID and AAA pass sitting on the coffee table. I put the ID back in my pocket but I left the pass out, turning it over in my hand a few times, my mind dwelling over everything that had happened to me over the last twenty-eight hours.
“Hey,” Alex said to me, walking out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel.
“Hi,” I said back, a little shocked. “Whatcha doin’?”
“Gettin’ dressed,” he said, walking into the bedroom.
“Okay then.” He shut the door behind him and I did my best to slow my elevated heart rate.
When Alex returned he was wearing pants but still shirtless and had a huge grin on his face when he looked up at me and I couldn’t help but match it.
“So, you excited for tonight?” he asked, walking over and leaning over me with a smile.
“Yeah, I guess so?” I asked back in a sort of daze.
“We could always stay here if you want,” he told me. His lips were getting so much closer to mine and everything in me told me the right idea would be to move away, but I couldn’t bring myself to.
After a moment longer, I pulled back and said, “Maybe I shouldn’t go out at all. You guys probably don’t want me hanging around.”
“You’re funny,” he said with a grin, and then his lips were on mine.
I melted into it with ease, knowing I shouldn’t be ignoring the part of my brain telling me what a bad idea it was to be doing this.
Mid-kiss, Alex’s phone started ringing. We broke away and he pulled it out of his back pocket and answered it.
“Hello?” he said and I could hear the slight annoyance at whoever had interrupted us. Alex was staring sweetly at me and I started to blush. But then his smile dropped and his expression turned into shock.
“What?” he said into the phone, and then he walked out of the bedroom to take it.
He turned away from me so I couldn’t even read his expression, but I gathered he may have been talking to Damien. After a few minutes Alex walked back into the room.
“Sorry about that,” Alex stated. I couldn’t tell if he was talking about the phone call or the kiss. Whatever that phone call had been about, it had definitely changed his attitude towards me. He stood away from me and looked like he wasn’t coming any closer any time soon. I sighed inwardly at the step backwards.
“It’s fine.” I looked down at my hands and started fiddling with the AAA pass again.
“Did you want a shower before we go out?” Alex asked after a moment. We’d definitely gone back to awkward.
I looked up at him, nodding. “Thanks, that’d be really good.”
He gave me the spare towel the hotel had left for him and I went into the bathroom. I was in the shower a little longer than I needed to be, not sure if I was ever going to be ready to get out and face anymore time in twenty-eleven.
The one thing I knew I was sure of was that I definitely didn’t want to tell Alex who I was anymore. There were moments when he really seemed into me and would take it kind of well if I told him. Then there were moments like after the phone call he’d gotten when he didn’t seem to want me around at all.
When I got out, I had no choice but to change back into the same clothes I’d been wearing since I left twenty-sixteen. I had just finished drying myself off when there was a knock on the door.
“Katy,” Alex asked shyly.
“Yeah,” I answered, quickly covering myself with the towel in case he walked in. I hadn’t even thought to lock the door.
He stuck his arm through the doorway and held out a blue dress. I recognised it instantly.
2014. Sarah and I were getting ready for Alex’s twenty-sixth birthday and I walked out of the bathroom with the dress on. When I’d starting freaking out, not sure what to wear, she’d offered me the dark blue dress and I’d loved it instantly.
“It’s just gorgeous Sarah, where did you get it?” I asked, doing a bit of a spin, looking over the dress.
“Ah, a friend of mine a few years ago,” she answered. “She left it behind with me and I thought you might like it.”
I didn’t really know what she meant, but I smiled anyway. “It’s just to die for,” I said. “Are you sure I can have it?”
Sarah smiled at me. “Of course,” she said. “I knew it would be perfect on you. That blue is made for you.”
“Thanks,” I said, still grinning at the gorgeous dress. I’d never been one for wearing dresses, but this one screamed out to me.
“I think Alex will like it too,” she winked at me as I sat down in front of the mirror and she started to help me do my hair. Of course she had managed to do her own hair in a matter of minutes, and mine would probably take even less.
I blushed and looked down at my fidgeting hands in my lap. She straightened my head instantly so she could continue doing my hair for me. She probably thought I was as bad as an agitated child.
“How long have you known?” I asked her.
“A long, long time,” she answered. “But I don’t think you realised you liked him until recently.”
I shook my head then remembered I probably shouldn’t have, but Sarah didn’t seem the slightest bit put off by my movement. “No, only in the last little while,” I said.
“So are you and Marc finally over?” she asked while forcing a bobby pin into my hair.
“Yeah,” I told her.
Marc had been pissed that I’d gone to Canberra to work a show for Undecided. They asked me pretty last minute and Marc and I had already had plans, but I cancelled them to go work on the show. I’d offered for him to go, Charley had accepted the invitation in a heartbeat, but Marc was too mad at me for cancelling on him.
We’d gotten into a huge fight before I left. He’d been mad at me a lot since the first time I’d worked for Undecided, accusing me of choosing them over him a number of times. It didn’t seem to matter to him that it was a career I was trying to build.
“Good, he was a bit of a jerk,” Sarah said, straightening my head after I’d looked down again. “You should tell Alex how you feel.”
“He’s in love with some other girl he met a few years ago,” I told her sadly. “He talks about her all the time. How pretty she was, how amazing she was. How much he misses her and wants her back.”
“Maybe all he needs is a bit of refocusing,” Sarah said, placing the last pin in my up-do. I turned to face her and she put some make-up on me. I loved it when Sarah helped me to get ready for things like this because she always did the best job at making me look more amazing than I really was.
When she was finished I turned back around to examine her work in the mirror.
“How could anyone resist that pretty face?” she asked.
I sighed. “He could get any pretty face he wants. He’ll never feel the same away about me.”
Sarah only looked at me like she knew something I didn’t.
2011. “Sarah left this for you to wear,” Alex said, waiting for me to take the dress from him.
I took the dress carefully. Thanking Alex, I pulled the dress on and found it still fit me perfectly. Looking in the mirror, I tried to adjust my hair properly, hoping it would still look okay when it dried. I cursed myself again for losing my hair tie yesterday.
Nate and Sarah were ready first and joined us in Alex’s room while we waited for Damien and Claudia. When Sarah noticed me fidgeting with my hair, she offered to do it for me.
She went back to her room to grab some hair product and when she returned, she took me back into the bathroom to get to work.
“I bet I do this for you all time,” she said.
I looked up at her reflection with wide eyes.
Sarah bit her lip, realising what she’d said. “Nate told me, sorry. I hope that’s okay.”
“It’s fine,” I realised with a sigh. I knew Damien was right and everybody would have to find out eventually or it could have gotten awkward when the boys hired me in twenty-thirteen. But I still couldn’t bring myself to tell Alex. After everything last night and the way he was treating me I wasn’t so sure if Alex would be able to handle it and I could tell that was what was holding me back.
“He didn’t tell me much,” she answered. “He said there wasn’t really much to tell.”
“No, I kept a lot from him.”
“It’s weird, you know,” she began. “To think you know so much about my future and what’s going to happen to me. How have you kept so much to yourself for this long?”
“The butterfly effect. I just have to remember that anything I say or do could change everything,” I told her. “By the way, don’t tell Alex. He’s the last person I want to find out right now.”
“I understand that,” she said.
I responded with, “Well, you’re the only one.”
Sarah pulled bits of my short hair into place and asked, “Why’s that?”
“The boys don’t understand why I don’t want to tell him,” I told her. “They think I should. I know he’ll have to know eventually, but I just . . . I don’t know how he’s going to take it.”
“Well, I can understand that you don’t want to tell him, but I think he’d much rather hear it from you than one of the boys,” Sarah said. My eyebrows creased as I realised she was right. “And time is running out.”
We heard Damien and Claudia arrive then, so Sarah finished my hair. I shoved my clothes into a bag so I could get changed before I went home and we joined the others.
