Dancing on Ice Fanfiction

I do not own any of the people in this story, and I do not mean to cause any harm/offence to anyone reading this.

Inspired by the song ‘All of Me’ by John Legend.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=450p7goxZqg

All of Me

“Good morning beautiful” 

Chris said as he placed the mugs of coffee on the bedside table before getting back into bed. Karen stirred and ran her fingers through her hair.

“How can you be so chirpy this morning? I feel like I need another 7 hours sleep and i’ve got a pounding head” 

“I wasn't the one who drank 2 bottles of wine with Jayne and then started shots with Robin, Schofe and Jason” 

"Well if you can't get drunk at the wrap party of the final series of Dancing On Ice when can you get drunk and for it to be acceptable?"

Chris rolled her onto her side and pulled her closer to him, Karen rolled onto her back and pulled the pillow from under her head and hid her face behind it. Chris moved closer to Karen, pulled her pajama top up slightly exposing her stomach and started to tickle her. Karen started to squirm while Chris laughed. 

“Chriiiiiis! Don’t I feel terrible, please Chris!” 

“Oh no, I’m not stopping, it’s just too sweet to see you squirm and laugh, you look so beautiful” 

He stopped tickling her and wrapped a strong arm around her and pulled her into him while stroking her hair, he then pulled her in for a tender kiss.

“I don’t look beautiful, I bet I look rough as. I can hardly remember anything of last night. However much I drank, I’m certainly feeling it now” 

“Well that’s your fault isn’t it, and you do look beautiful, you always do” He pulled her in for another kiss.

“Don’t...I’ve got no make up on, I’ve had about 3 hours sleep, I’ve got a hell of a hangover" 

Chris interrupted her "But a lovely boyfriend who wants his morning fix of kisses and cuddles in bed"

"Oh well then, we can't see you being deprived can we eh?" 

"No we can't" Karen moved into the space where Chris' arm was, she wrapped one arm around his torso and placed the other one above his head. 

"I love you Karen.....all of me loves all of you. I love all your curves and edges, all your perfect imperfections. You're my end and my beginning, even when I lose I'm winning. You're my downfall, you're my muse, my worst distraction, my rhythm and blues." 

Chris looked Karen in the eye the whole time he spoke. After he had finished speaking, Karen wiped the tears from her eyes that were on the edge of falling.

"That was the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. Why do you have to be so mopey and romantic this morning when I've got a terrible hangover and can't think of any words to say"

"A morning shag will make up for your lack of loving words" Chris laughed 

"Not when I'm in this state, I feel like I could throw up anytime soon" Chris reached behind him and passed the lukewarm mug of coffee to Karen

"Just drink this and have a shower, you'll be feeling right as rain soon"

Karen had finished in the shower and walked down to the kitchen where Chris was making bacon sandwiches. Chris spotted a tired looking Karen with damp hair walking down the stairs in a dressing gown that drowned her tiny frame.

“Feeling any better sweetheart? Last time I looked, that dressing gown was mine” 

“A little better. Sorry, it just smells like you, I always wear it when your in America, it makes me feel that little bit closer to you” Karen clutched the long sleeves in her hands and shuffled towards Chris with tears in her eyes. 

“Do you have to go?...sorry silly question, you haven’t seen the boys in months, what a selfish bitch I am. I just really hate it when you go, the flat feels so empty without you” Before Chris had any time to reply Karen had ran off into the living room. 

Chris followed her, she was standing on the balcony with her back to him. Chris was pretty sure that she was crying, her body was slightly shaking and every now and then she sniffled. He walked behind her and wrapped his arms tenderly around her shoulders, and kissed her temple.

“I love you” Chris whispered. Karen stayed silent but brushed her thumb across Chris’ knuckles. 

“I love you too” 

A teary Karen whispered. Chris moved his hands down to Karen’s hips and turned her around, this only made her cry even more. Chris placed a finger under her chin and lifted her head up, he moved in closer and kissed her on the lips. Karen slowly pulled away and instantly wrapped her arms around Chris’ neck. That was when the tears started to really fall, she closed her eyes tight to stop the tears from falling. 

“How many times do I have to tell you even when you're crying you're beautiful too” 

“You have know idea how much I miss you when you go to America, I just hate not being able to see you” 

“I won’t be away for too long, it’s just as hard for me you know...I hate not waking up without you by my side, I hate not going to work with your every morning, I miss your cups of tea and you're goodnight kisses” 

“I’m sorry, I’ve been so selfish because I love you so much” Chris ushered Karen back into the living room and lay her down, he joined her on the sofa and they lay there in each others arms. 

“We’ll skype you every day, that way you’ll see me and the boys every day” 

“Can we just stay here, like this, until you have to leave for the airport….and I don’t care what you say, I’m driving you there and then I’ll pop into the studio and pick up our things from the dressing rooms and even see if Jayne fancies a night out” 

“Sounds like a good plan” They lay there for the next two hours until it was time for them to drive to the airport. 

“British Airways Flight 219 to Denver is now boarding at gate 12, terminal 5” A voice announced over the tannoy. 

“Well this is it sweetheart, god i’m going to miss you” Chris said quietly, trying to hold back the tears like a true man.

“Who’s the over emotional one now eh?”

“It’s only because of what you said earlier, I wish you were coming with me and the boys do too, they both miss you lots”

“Tell them not to worry, next time you go over I’m coming over with you. Sod whatever plans I’ve got, I’ve missed those boys like hell” 

Chris chuckled, “okay, I’m going back over after the tours finished, then we can start moving our things across there for when we move. I can’t wait darling, you, me and the boys when they’re stopping with us all living together, it’s going to be perfect, just like you”

Chris placed a small kiss on Karen’s nose.

“Have a safe flight sweetheart, call me when you get home”

“Will do, now don’t cry” Chris wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly. Karen wriggled out of his hug and kissed Chris lightly on the lips.

“Bye my love, I love you”

“I love you too”

Chris turned around and stepped through the doors of the gate and made his way to the plane. Karen stood in the same place that Chris had left her when he stepped through those doors, she waited until she couldn’t see him down the corridor anymore. Karen made her way back to the car and got home without crying, she stepped through the front door and shut it behind her. She leant back on the door and slid down to the floor and burst into tears, it obviously wasn’t the first time he had gone back to America, but this time he had been back in England for 5 months and he had spent every single day with Karen. 

She was interrupted from her thoughts when her phone beeped in her handbag, she reached up, grabbed her bag from the worktop and rummaged through her bag until she found her phone. It was Jayne, ‘hope you’re feeling ok sweetie, fancy a night out on the tiles? xxxx’ Karen was in two minds as what to do, she wanted to go out with Jayne like she told Chris she would do but she also just wanted to sit at home watching Corrie and drinking tea. She decided she couldn’t just sit and feel sad about Chris leaving, her and Jayne were way due a night out. ‘Was bad before he went, just had a little cry but I’ll be fine. Get your gladrags on Jaynie, Barbie and Torv are going to paint the town red! Come to mine and we’ll go from there xxxx’ Karen replied.

Between them that night they had consumed, four glasses of wine, two cosmopolitans, four martinis and one kebab. Somehow they had made it back to Chris and Karen’s flat, Jayne had walked through the front door and collapsed onto the sofa in fits of giggles.

“I can’t believe how drunk we are” Jayne slurred

“I can, Jayne why did you put the remains of the kebab in my handbag?”

“Well there wasn’t any bins about and I don’t like littering”

“I’m in the middle of a chain reaction! You give me all the after midnight action” Jayne sung in a rather loud voice

“Don't you want me, baby?” Karen sung

“Don’t you want me? oh!” They both sung at the top of their voices

“Ooh dear Jayne, we’re going to feel the effects of tonight tomorrow, well today”

“Don’t remind me, it was worth it though”

“It certainly was, I may have to text Chrissy to tell him not to skype me so early in the morning”

“Is darling Chrissy a good shag?...I am aware, just about, of what I just said, but I am drunk and therefore allowed to ask you questions like this”

“Jayne! Well...lets just say he makes me a very happy lady”

“So is that a ‘yes’, or is it a ‘oh yes’”

“Definitely ‘oh yes’” Karen giggled

Jayne yawned rather loudly and rubbed her eyes

“Someone looks tired, ready for bed? I certainly am”

“Yeah, but I don’t want to go to sleep for fear of how bad i’ll feel tomorrow”

“Come on, I’ve got some pajamas you can borrow sweetie”

“Thank you”

Karen and Jayne made their way slowly up the stairs clinging onto each others arms to steady themselves. Jayne collected the pajamas off Karen and went into the bathroom to change, Karen changed her her and Chris’ room and sat herself on the bed. At the end of the bed there was an envelope with ‘Karen’ scrawled on the front of it in Chris’ writing. Karen wearily reached out to it and opened it up revealing a letter. She got halfway through reading it when she felt tears rolling down her face, Jayne had popped her head round the door to say goodnight when she saw Karen sitting cross legged in the middle of the bed crying her eyes out.

“Hey sweetheart, what’s wrong?” Jayne sat on the bed next to Karen and pulled her into a hug

“Nothing, it’s just me being drunk and over emotional. Chris has” Karen stopped talking and started crying even more. Jayne picked up the letter and read it, it brought a tear to her eye. She knew Chris was a romantic, but this was just on another level. 

“I think you are with the most romantic man ever, you lucky thing” 

“I’m missing him already”

“Shuffle up woman, I’m coming in with you tonight, we can’t have you all on your own tonight crying your eyes out. What would Chris say?”

“Probably something sweet with a hint of sarcasm”

Karen pulled the duvet back and wriggled her legs down the bed, Jayne did the same and pulled the duvet over the both of them. It was then that Jayne noticed the photo on the bedside table, it was Karen and Chris both dressed in onsies, Karen was sitting on Chris' shoulders placing the star on top of the Christmas tree. They both looked so happy and loved up, like they were an old married couple. Jayne looked down at Karen, she was already asleep, it wasn't long until Jayne was asleep aswell.