I Believe In Love At First Sight

[★xx Leila xx★]

Okay, so sorry guys! This time it seriously wasn't my fault! Seriously! I finished the update awhile ago but I was on vacation somewhere with no internet! *twitch, twitch* And when I came home yesterday I kept getting a database error! It broke my heart not to be able to get back to you guys ASAP!

But I'm back now. And I got the update.

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“This is awesome!” I yelled as I shot the puck into the goal and pumped my fist in the air. “Yes!” Evan had failed to guard the goal.

My older brother skater up to me. “I’m glad you’re enjoying your party, Av.” I smiled and gave my brother the best hug I could while we were both wearing hockey gear.

“Of course I’m enjoying it. You’re the best big brother ever.” Matt smiled and patted me on the back.

I was having a blast at the eighteenth birthday party my family and friends had arranged for me. I had met up with my family in New York City, and they had taken me, my band, and some of my best friends to play a hockey game.

In the end, my band, brother and me beat my friends. I was overjoyed when I saw that my mother had gotten a cake for me.

“You’re so lucky,” grinned my friend Sophie. “This is the coolest party ever.”

“Damned right!” I blew out the candles. I was having so much fun that I had almost forgotten the rest of my troubles.

My mom and I sat down in a corner together to eat and talk. “Avril, how’s everything going with that boy you told me about?” she asked. Way to get right to the point...and ruin my mood.

“I haven’t talked to him. I didn’t get his number.” All of a sudden, I felt like crying. I noticed disappointment cross my mom’s face.

She reached out and hugged me. “Avril, you have to wait for him. You deserve him to come after you.”

“But he hasn’t.” I sniffled. “I guess he doesn’t like me.”

“You can be happy with someone else, then.” I burst into sobs on my mother’s shoulder. I felt like such a kid, but I couldn’t control it.

“No, I can’t, Mom,” I whimpered. “I need to have him. I can never be happy without Deryck.”

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Okay, yes, this was pathetically short...sorry. I never notice how short my updates are because they look a lot longer in the word processor.

[avrilrocks4lyf]

awwww loved the update

[Seyary_Minamoto]

Hum... that-s bad... Make Deryck burst in the room and give Avril a good hug!

[Morenor]

Oh my god, its that she doesn't want me so I wont go after her thingy.. and I LIKE IT

[Seyary_Minamoto]

Man, you SHOULD make them friends, at least...

[★xx Leila xx★]

we'll get to it eventually...
i'm going to be writing the night that stevo wrote about in his blog on the old sum 41 site XD something about deryck getting so drunk he started to take off his pants, then avril (who also happened to be in the bar) tried to pull down his boxers too. XD i think steve spelled her name wrong though. oh yeah, and avril and steve always argue about who gave who a wedgie that night. should be fun.

[Seyary_Minamoto]

GREAT IDEA!!!! DO IT! DO IT!

[★xx Leila xx★]

WTF GUYS?!!?!? THREE COMMENTS?!?!? I'm working on an update and if all goes well, it'll be up in a few hours at the least. But seriously -- DOES ANYONE READ THIS?!?!? No comments is kind of discouraging...I know we writers sound kind of bitchy asking for comments, but anyone who writes knows how important it is -- to know people are reading and enjoy it. All comments are appreciated, but especially ones that say more than "good story" and "update soon". I love hearing what you like! Please comment

[White Night Fantasy]

good story, update soon

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[★xx Leila xx★]

lol even if your comment is useless THANK YOU FOR COMMENTING SARA! YOU'RE MY FAVORITEST DAUGHTER! (no offense seyary, i love you too ) and here it is, an update, filled with profanity, alcohol, complete drunken idiocy, and hangovers. hooray...the true spirit of our beloved couple lol (at least in "the olden days")

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Deryck’s POV

“Avril Lavigne is here.” Even though I was way past the legal limit for alcohol, my ears perked up at the name. Unfortunately, all I could get out was, “Uh.”

I tried to focus my drunken brain well enough to look around the bar I was in without getting dizzy. I managed to make out a tiny, brunette girl who was slamming vodka at an alarming rate. I heard one of her friends telling her, “Damn, Avril, you’re gonna make yourself puke.”

“I didn’t notice before, but she’s hot!” exclaimed Cone. I shot him a glare of death.

“Careful what you say. Bizzy here’s in love with our little punk,” slurred Steve.

I got up and stumbled towards the bathroom. I need to splash water on my face. I was thinking clearly enough to know that to stand a chance with this girl, I couldn’t make an idiot out of myself again. Sobering up was probably my best move. Then again, with the amount of vodka Avril had been drinking, it might not make a difference either way.

When I reached the bathroom, I couldn’t quite remember what I was doing there. All I could think about was the fact that a pretty girl was in the bar with me. I went into the bathroom and splashed myself with cold water, but I didn’t seem to be able to think clearly. It took nearly two minutes for my inhibited brain to figure out the lock on the door so I could get out.

Steve glanced at me. “What the hell are you doing?” he asked. I didn’t answer, because I wasn’t quite sure. Across the bar, I noticed Avril stumbling in my direction.

“D-Deryck?” she said, in the most heavily slurred voice I’ve ever heard come out of someone so innocent looking.

I don’t even know why I did what I did next. I turned around and walked away from her, and then pulled my pants off. I was too drunk to figure out what I was doing, so I decided to run with my first instincts.

Then I felt a tugging. Avril Lavigne was trying to pull my boxers down. I fell flat on my face somehow, and I wasn’t quite sure of what happened after that.

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Avril’s POV

“Oh my God,” I moaned. The sunlight hitting my eyes sent a wave of pain through my head. I groaned and buried my head underneath the covers of my bed.

Last night had been a total blur. I remembered getting slammed with my band (which didn’t take much, since I’m so small), and then getting in a fight with some other girl older than me. I had been tossed out for fighting, but Evan snuck me back in and I had some more to drink. I could vaguely remember throwing up in the corner and then deciding to consume even more alcohol.

And then there was Deryck. I knew he had been in the bar, and I knew I had talked to him. And I remembered giving his friend a wedgie and getting one in return. But I couldn’t remember what had happened between us.

At the moment, I was too hung over to let the pain sink in. But I knew this was bad. There was no way of knowing if I was ever going to see Deryck again. I had run into him (one might say, by fate) and once again I hadn’t gotten a way to contact him.

I’m such a fucking idiot, I thought. And...OH GOD, MY HEAD HURTS! I moaned and decided to go back to sleep. I could reflect on my failing love life when the hang over wore off.

[bunny]

wahaha

that made me laugh, good job!

[Morenor]

that was funny, I never thought about this moment.. didn't he mess up the bathroom he went it, out of much much alchohol level in his body... classic Deryck