Denial - Choose-your-own-adventure

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**Choose-your-own-adventure part 2**

The voting for part one is closed, and C is the victor!

At the end of this fic there are 3 more options to choose for, each affecting the story in different ways. Post a comment with your choice of either A, B, or C. 
Voting is open for a week, closing on Sunday, 20th of May.

Title: RPS: Denial
Characters: Noel and Julian
Summary: Noel has a panic attack at a party and runs to the bathroom 
Word Count: 999
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Noel and Julian do not belong to me (whatever my dreams may say) nor do I have anything to do with the mighty boosh (except being an avid fan) and I won't make any money from this. 
Author’s Notes: Thanks to everyone who voted on the last one, the response was way beyond what I had ever hoped for.

( Part 1 )

Noel stumbled through the crowd, the room spinning. He made his way to the stairs and almost flung himself down them. Knocking into a few people, he tripped over the last few steps and hurried down the passage, ignoring a familiar voice shout,

“Hey Noel!”

 

He rushed into the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind him before locking it. Panting heavily, he bent over the basin, a hand resting on either side of it. He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself. He looked up into the mirror, his reflection a ghostly blur. Rubbing his eyes roughly, his vision cleared and he looked again. His pale and unusually colourless face came into view. His dark brows were furrowed and his thin lips, which normally would be giving a cheeky smile, were turned down.

 

Noel sighed deeply and ran his slim fingers through his messy hair. Sinking to the floor he held his knees to his chest and tried to stop the memories from floating through his mind. He tried to forget the feel of Julian’s warm body pressed up against his own and the sweet taste of his soft lips. He tried to ignore the patches of skin that still tingled from the touch of Julian’s strong hands. He told himself that his heart fluttering was just nerves, it definitely didn’t mean anything.

 

There was a knock at the door, which Noel ignored as his most embarrassing memory, while wearing a brightly coloured party hat, decorated his head with annoying paper streamers and hogged the bowl of crisps. The image of his bulging erection taunting him, he felt a familiar twitch in his groin. He pulled at his too tight jeans, adjusting them.

 

The knock came again, louder now. Noel groaned.

“Er, I’m a little busy in here,” he called.

“Noel?” came Julian’s voice.

 

Noel sighed and ran his hand down his face,

Great, perfect timing as usual.

 

“Noel?” repeated Julian.

“Yes?” snapped Noel.

“Are… are you alright?” Julian said tentatively.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” said Noel in the same defensive tone.

“Oh…” came Julian’s reply, “It’s just that when you came down the stairs you looked…”

 

There was a short pause.

 

“Look, Noel, open the door yeah?”

 

Noel hauled himself up off the floor and reluctantly unlocked the door and opened it. He took in Julian’s scruffy appearance. Dirty sneakers, nondescript black trousers, creased band t-shirt, stubbly face and messy hair.

 

Noel’s heart gave a flutter similar to the previous day’s and he frowned.

 

“Can I come in?”

Julian waved his hand towards the room Noel was currently blocking with his thin body.

 

“This is a bathroom, Julian,” Noel stated lamely.

“Gee, what gave you that idea? Was it the floor to ceiling black tiles?” said Julian, peering into the room, “Or perhaps the basin and accompanying small hand towel? Or it could be, and this is the less obvious one, the toilet?”

Julian grinned at Noel.

 

His knees suddenly weak, Noel sat down on the toilet lid, allowing space for Julian to enter the reasonably small bathroom.

 

Julian closed the door behind him and lent against it. There was a very awkward silence as both men stared at the floor.

 

“So,” began Julian, “What’s up?”

 

Noel shot him a dirty look.

 

“Nothing,” he said through gritted teeth, “nothing is up. At all.”

 

Julian gulped and looking at Noel’s feet, currently adored by pink cowboy boots, he chewed his lip worriedly, searching for something to say.

 

Finally he cleared his throat.

“Noel, er, about yesterday, um…” Julian faltered.

 

“Please…” Noel said in a soft voice, “don’t.”

 

The last thing Noel wanted at the moment was to acknowledge what had actually happened. He still hoped, deep down, that it hadn’t really been real.

 

“But…” Julian began before being cut off by Noel.

 

“Just leave it alone, ok?”

 

Julian took a step forward and placed a comforting hand on Noel’s shoulder. Noel gaze moved slowly up his arm and rested on his dark brown eyes. He shivered and felt his body relaxing and his frown soften. Feeling his guard be slowly let down he panicked.

 

Noel pushed Julian’s hand away forcefully.

 

“Don’t touch me,” he warned.

 

“Don’t touch me, don’t ever touch me. Not when we’re onstage, not when we’re backstage, not when we’re out buying… hammocks.”

If only the world knew how it really was. That is was him, Noel who always resisted.

 

Julian folded his arms across his chest and looked down at Noel intently. Feeling Julian’s stare, Noel shifted uncomfortably.

 

“But you’ve never had a problem kissing me as Old Gregg,” Julian blurted out.

“That’s because I’m not Old Gregg!” Noel yelled, “I don’t have a vagina, funnily enough, and I’m not gay!”

 

Yet another strange silence ensued.

 

“Vince is just more… more” Noel said in a quieter tone.

“More you?” suggested Julian.

 

Noel nodded, “Yeah.”

 

Noel closed his eyes and placed his head in his hands. He let out a long, slow breath and stood up. His body was now dangerously close to Julian’s.

 

Julian opened his mouth to speak but Noel beat him to the chase.

 

“I’m done talking, I’m done thinking. I’ve got nothing to say and I just want to forget,” he hesitated, “just forget and disappear. So if you’ll please move aside, I need to get out of here.”

 

Julian flattened his body against the cold wall, leaving just enough space for Noel to squeeze through between him and the basin. In an attempt to not brush past Julian, Noel’s hip hit the basin and the sharp pain of broken blood vessels caused him to grimace. Still his shoulder grazed Julian’s chest.

 

Noel opened the door and the thump-thump of the loud music from upstairs filtered though and became more recognisable. His hand resting on the doorframe, Noel quickly glanced back at Julian and walked down the passage.

 

Should Noel:

 

A: Get completely out of his mind drunk

 

B: Find a random woman to get off with

 

C: Go home

Comments

[bluesonicscrew.livejournal.com]

Defo B :P
He could make Ju jealous and then... dun dun duuuuuuuuuun!
Brilliant part 2 btw, wasn't disappointed at all, Not that i expected to be disappointed mind!!!!

:D

[badger-off.livejournal.com]

Loving this. :)

I vote B because it seems the most likely to have jealousy and drama. :D

[badger-off.livejournal.com]

*rubs hand together in glee* Yay for drama. :)

Thank you, I love this icon, but unfortunately I have no idea who made it.

[ganguro-girl.livejournal.com]

A! drunkness is always good :)


“So,” began Julian, “What’s up?”

Noel shot him a dirty look.

“Nothing,” he said through gritted teeth, “nothing is up. At all.”


lmao, loved this!

[misshyde.livejournal.com]

I'm going with the possibility of jealousy, so B me :-D

[misshyde.livejournal.com]

*wears it proudly* ^_^

[dino-moonshine.livejournal.com]

A! I still want him to get drunk. And possibly fall down some stairs. That would be fun :D

[silvaa.livejournal.com]

oo nice continuation. Hmm drunken noel is cute and funny so I vote A

[deathbyhairdye.livejournal.com]

nice chapter :)

gonna have to vote A, there's many more scenarios for that one

[silent-ivy.livejournal.com]

i'll be different and say C, long angsty walk home... julian waiting for him. thats whats in my head anyway.

[nice-faces.livejournal.com]

A!!!

[silent-ivy.livejournal.com]

oooh cheers *munches* :P

[cringey.livejournal.com]

That was a great second chapter! I'm going to go for A! xxx

[spiderweb-x.livejournal.com]

Most definately A. In vino veritas...

“That’s because I’m not Old Gregg!” Noel yelled, “I don’t have a vagina, funnily enough, and I’m not gay!”

I can totally see Noel saying that.

And once again for good measure:

I LOVE THIS FIC.

[yomped.livejournal.com]

Wow - this is really, really good.
I vote B although I bet any of the options would be equally as good.
Seriouly loving this!! :)

[thghtswopurpose.livejournal.com]

Part 2 is just as wonderful and again, I'm torn between two of the options. Hmm, but I'm going with A. Anyway, good stuff. I particularly liked the part with the "don't touch me". =)

[xobackstabberxo.livejournal.com]

I vote A, unless the random woman in B turns out to be Russell Brand... =P
Awesome fic!
=]
<3

[electrohamster.livejournal.com]

again its really brilliant. im joining the b's

[fugaziclash.livejournal.com]

Still loving this fic. It's like watching a really great serial or....something else that has multiple parts :S. The suspense is building up...

I particularly liked the bit about how it is actually Noel who 'always resisted' - it's a nice turnaround from the norm.

Well...I guess I had better get to my choice ;D. As much as I love the opportunity for cute (or angry) drunken Noel, I'm gonna go for the 'try to escape lustful feelings for friend by getting off with random woman' route and pick B.

[villey.livejournal.com]

I couldn't choose between A or B so I tossed a hole puncher (couldn't find a coin) and it fell on the B side...so B it is ^_^

This is so fantastic btw

[peep-scarf108.livejournal.com]

OH man that was good.
Angst is good.
But I've had such a bad day.
So much tears.
SO today: angst is bad.

So...I pick C.
He should go home and have a snooze.
Yesyes.

*runs away*
:)

[peep-scarf108.livejournal.com]

Edit;
SO today: angst is bad.
DID. NOT. MEAN. YOUR. FICTIONAL. ANGST. WAS. BAD!
I meant MY angst!!
......

......Oh man.

*runs away a second time*

[agonized-blur.livejournal.com]

damn you...i was never really into RPS, but this damn "pick your own adventure" format has sucked me in! *shakes fist playfully* evil evil woman...

but anyway, i shall give into the slashiness and vote for B!

[thedarkevilone.livejournal.com]

C! Just because. ;D ~TDEO ^o^

[ltco.livejournal.com]

Hehe, this is good! Aaaw, poor poor Noel. I'm all for the in vino veritas- comment above but I think I vote for C. Angsty walk home and who should be following him but...? =)

[planetbanjo.livejournal.com]

*Thinks about mothering Noel in a totally non creepy way*

Welcome to my world. :)

[isadorabelleb.livejournal.com]

Excellent part 2 - can't wait for part 3!!

I'm torn between A and B! Part of me thinks a combo of the 2 but if you are going to make me choose I shall go for.....erm.......A! (Damn - still want B!)

[spooky-sez.livejournal.com]

I think A, followed by B :P But since I'm meant to actually be voting I'll say A.

[planetbanjo.livejournal.com]

A!

DRUNKENESS!

FIGHT!

CAN'T GET IT UP!

YAY!

XD