A Geisha In A Past Life

I've been writing fanfiction since I was 14. Except that I didn't know it was called Fanfiction back then.  But I never finish them. My fanfiction.net stories are all on hiatus-- FFn. name: angelchoo This is the first time I've finished one so I just can't help but be proud of it.  Here it is: http://www.wattpad.com/story/1457715-fix-me

Chapter 2 Disclaimer: This fanfic is written mainly to satisfy PhilJess shipper hearts and has no influence to the real lives of the characters. Seeing her go hurts a lot. He knows he’ll see her in a few days because of the Idol Tour, but it still damn hurts. He followed her car with his gaze until it faded from sight. After what seemed like a long time, Phillip moved away from the window and sat down at the edge of his bed, his hands on his face. Another thought filled his mind. Why did he do that? Why did he kiss her? Yes, it was merely a soft peck on her lips, but it made everything worse. Worse because he could still remember the softness of her lips. Worse because she tastes like strawberry. Worse because he didn’t know why he did that. Worse because instead of him being able to finally get over whatever is confusing him, his stupid action just made him feel more confused. Worse because he has a girlfriend. WORST because he just can’t stop thinking of her. H...

This is a fic I already posted on Tumblr. :) kathartickat.tumblr.com AN: I just started shipping them, but they’re consuming me fast. I don’t know how many chapters this story will be. Just bear with me. J This is unedited so I’m sorry in advance for overlooked grammatical errors and misspelled words. Disclaimer: This is merely to satisfy my philjess shipper heart. No reference to a real life event that Jessica and Phillip had. I am merely shipping them and have no influence whatsoever in their real life relationships. ** means beginning of a flashback *** end of a flashback CHAPTER 1 This is goodbye. That, she knows. Jessica couldn’t help but feel miserable. It is the end— she’s dreading it for so long. They will never see each other. Or if they will, it’s going to be in a long time. They will have their separate lives now. Separate lives. They. Them. Phillip and her. The two of them are packing their bags now. Her Mom had called— In a few minutes, she will arrive to fetch her from...

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