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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>oh and i spend my weekends writing fanfiction wbu?</description><title>Imagines</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @bertiegilbertimagines)</generator><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>inbox me 1 thing you wanna know about me.</title><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/53162315968</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/53162315968</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Jun 2013 22:23:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Oh my god! You're writing is seriously amazing! Sorry I haven't talked to you in awhile, but I do keep updated on the fanfiction every now and then. Thank you a million times again for including me there! :) This is Gabbie, by the way! :)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;thanks gabbie! i’m actually writing the next chapter about you and harrison :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/53162133069</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/53162133069</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Jun 2013 22:20:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>So I&amp;#8217;m officially out of school. Now I can post chapters more often! woo hoo :)

(is it...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So I&amp;#8217;m officially out of school. Now I can post chapters more often! woo hoo :)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;(is it pathetic that i plan on spending my summer writing fanfiction?)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;(never mind don&amp;#8217;t answer that ok)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/53015756397</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/53015756397</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Jun 2013 06:29:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>ohmygod-bertielookatherbutt:

So I spent all of my weekend...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/R0hxT6DNte0?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ohmygod-bertielookatherbutt.tumblr.com/post/52568576155/so-i-spent-all-of-my-weekend-making-of-video-of" target="_blank"&gt;ohmygod-bertielookatherbutt&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I spent all of my weekend making of video of Tyler Oakley laughing. This is what my life consists of…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/52568591391</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/52568591391</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Jun 2013 16:06:40 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Which ship  ? Dertie  ( Dom &amp; Bertie ) or Dory ( Roy and Dom ) : )</title><description>&lt;p&gt;oooh, tough one. but i think Dertie.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;URL : okay | good | great | &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;| flawless | perfect&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;ICON : &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; | good | great | awesome | flawless| perfect&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;SIDEBAR : okay | good | great | awesome | &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flawless (you’re going to a 1D concert yay!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; | perfect&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;THEME : okay | &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; | great | awesome| flawless | perfect&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;POSTS : okay | good | great | awesome | &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flawless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; | perfect&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;OVERALL : 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; | 7 | 8| 9 | 10 | ∞&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;FOLLOWING : yes | no, sorry |&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/52511769267</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/52511769267</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Jun 2013 23:06:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>yourfinduschasingthesun:

Any Dom Hermanday and Jacksgap fans out there? I got to fanfiction...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://yourfinduschasingthesun.tumblr.com/post/52330021233/any-dom-hermanday-and-jacksgap-fans-out-there-i" class="tumblr_blog" target="_blank"&gt;yourfinduschasingthesun&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Any Dom Hermanday and Jacksgap fans out there? I got to fanfiction recommends!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dom - [&lt;a href="http://www.wattpad.com/story/5595340-dating-the-bad-boy" target="_blank"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jack - [&lt;a href="http://www.wattpad.com/story/5868319-the-bucket-list" target="_blank"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/52509173001</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/52509173001</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Jun 2013 22:29:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Ask me any question, and I'll give you a blog rate! </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ohmygod-bertielookatherbutt.tumblr.com/post/52508409025/ask-me-any-question-and-ill-give-you-a-blog-rate" target="_blank"&gt;ohmygod-bertielookatherbutt&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Must be following me!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;URL&amp;#160;:&lt;/strong&gt; okay | good | great | awesome| flawless | perfect&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ICON &lt;/strong&gt;: okay | good | great | awesome | flawless| perfect&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIDEBAR&lt;/strong&gt; : okay | good | great | awesome | flawless | perfect&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEME&lt;/strong&gt; : okay | good | great | awesome| flawless | perfect&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POSTS&lt;/strong&gt; : okay | good | great | awesome | flawless | perfect&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OVERALL&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;#160;: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8| 9 | 10 | ∞&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOLLOWING &lt;/strong&gt;: yes | no, sorry |i am now&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/52509138420</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/52509138420</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Jun 2013 22:28:51 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Chapter Nine | Ignorance Is Bliss</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Chapter Nine | Ignorance Is Bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Summary: When Dom dares Bertie to make someone fall in love with him, he didn’t know it would be this hard. His best friend needs him to win so her wish can come true. Harrison wants to know what his girlfriend is hiding from him. Roy’s best friend is drifting away the more his girlfriend is getting close to him. And Dom is just trying to help everyone get their shit together. But what happens when Bertie’s ex-girlfriend, Megan tries to ruin his plans? Hannah will have to be the one to suffer…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;A/N: This took forever, I’ve been studying and actually going out with human beings. (Can you believe it?) School’s almost over and I’ll have time to write a lot more. I want to finish this whole fanfiction before the end of summer. Anyways, here it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Enjoy!!xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;!-- more --&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hannah was sitting on the last step of the stairwell, slipping on her shoes when there was a knock at the door. The sun splintered through the small window on the door. It was a surprisingly warm day for April. Usually, she would be yanking on some rain boots and getting weighed down by the huge rain coat her father insisted on her wearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Who is it?” She yelled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Who do you think it is? Open the door!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hannah rolled her eyes, hopped up off of the step and swung open the door, careful not to hit her feet. Rhianna always did this on purpose. Ever since Rhianna practically begged Hannah to watch a marathon of scary movies with her four Halloweens ago, Hannah was basically scarred for life. Having nightmares for two weeks straight and jumping out of her skin even when someone sneezed was the outcome. Long story short, Hannah never opens the door without making sure it’s not psycho serial killer with a bloody axe. And Rhianna never identifies herself because it makes Hannah’s skin crawl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;But, of course, Rhianna never takes anything seriously. Always making jokes and teasing. She was a pain in the butt, but Hannah doesn’t know where she’d be without her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Rhianna, what are you doing here?” Hannah asked as her tiny friend slipped in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Rhianna’s face scrunched with confusion. She pushed back her blond hair with red streaks out of her face. “You invited me? We are supposed to being looking for prom dresses remember?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hannah froze. &lt;em&gt;Shit.&lt;/em&gt; She had forgotten all about the plans she had made with her best friend. She was so caught up with schoolwork and Bertie; it wasn&amp;#8217;t like she had a choice. Every spare minute she had, was either spent with Bertie or texting Bertie or chatting on the phone, &lt;em&gt;with Bertie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Thinking back at the times she spent with him made her blush. He was so &lt;em&gt;physical. &lt;/em&gt;They were always touching and hugging and kissing. Then there were times with Bertie and they would have a “study date” and just talk about their day or random things. Those moments were her favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Throughout all of this, it seemed that Hannah was coming out of her quiet little world; trying new things, going to different places. And surprisingly, meeting new people. Bertie had &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt; of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;They were nice, for the most part. Whenever Hannah was spending some time with Bertie and a few of his close friends, she would catch them staring at her. She hoped Bertie hadn’t told them anything embarrassing about her, but lets face it: everything about her was embarrassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes, though, Hannah felt completely out of her zone. She wasn’t used to going out to parties every other night, hand-in-hand with a boy. She was used to staying home and reading books. Hannah would watch a movie with her mom every sunday; tea warm and ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;To have dramatic changes likes these so fast had her head spinning at night. A &lt;em&gt;cute&lt;/em&gt; boy actually wanted to spend time with &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; and Hannah felt so confused. Yeah, she and Bertie kissed and spent so much time together, but what were they? Are they just friends? Friends with &lt;em&gt;slight&lt;/em&gt; benefits? Boyfriend and girlfriend? They had never really talked about it. Hannah was just so caught up in it; following the flow of the current.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;She felt so stupid and guilty to have forgotten the plans she made with Rhianna, but then again… &lt;em&gt;Bertie;&lt;/em&gt; sexy, adorable, amazing Bertie was waiting for &lt;em&gt;her &lt;/em&gt;in the park. Hannah cringed at the words she was about to say. “Look, Rhianna. I didn&amp;#8217;t forget. I just- Bertie wants to spend a day at the park and-&amp;#8220;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Rhianna rolled her eyes and cut her off, “I think I&amp;#8217;ve heard enough&amp;#8221; She bumped pass Hannah and run up the stairs. Before Hannah could even comprehend what happened, she heard her bedroom door slam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, Hannah counted down from ten. Her mom told her to always do this when she was very stressed or frustrated. Well, now she was both. After getting to zero, she hurried up the stairs. She was going to be late for her date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hannah went to open her door, but it was locked. &lt;em&gt;She was locked out of her own room&lt;/em&gt;. “Rhianna. Open the door.” She said quietly. Hannah didn’t hear anything on the other side of the door. “Please.” Hannah whispered. “I’m- I’m sorry. For forgetting about today. We can do it tomorrow?” she pleaded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Still, no sound came from the room. “Or…” Hannah continued. “Or I can cancel my date with Bertie, if you want&amp;#8230;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hannah heard some shuffling going on then the door opened. The two girls stared at each other shyly until Rhianna opened up her arms, like an invitation. Hannah scuffled into Rhianna’s out stretched arms. Hannah buried her nose into the crook of Rhianna’s neck. The smell of warm vanilla comforted Hannah. Rhianna squeezed her middle harder before letting go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“We haven’t spent any time together in a while. Did I- I mean, like say something or-“ Rhianna stammered. She never liked Hannah upset or angry with her. What a lot of people didn’t know was that Rhianna really does care about her friends and gets insecure feelings. Even the most confident people want to be pleasing towards others, Hannah thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“No! There’s nothing wrong between us Rhianna. I just really like Bertie, you know? I don’t want to mess this up. And you know I still love you, Rhi. I always will. You come first from anyone in my book.” Hannah reassured her friend. She knew it didn’t really make sense, since she was kind of sticking Rhianna up for Bertie today. But if Rhianna really wanted her to, Hannah would stop seeing Bertie altogether in a heart beat. She really loved her friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Go ahead and go to your date, Han.” Rhianna murmured. She looked tired, dark circles under her eyes and lips pale. Hannah really looked at her friend. She didn’t think about what she was putting Rhianna through with this. Throughout the blissful adventures with Bertie she had forgotten why she and Rhianna were truly best friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;They needed each other. Rhianna struggled with all of her sports and mean girls at school and Hannah struggled with her never-ending feeling of loneliness and uselessness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;But Hannah had somehow forgotten –well not forgotten, maybe &lt;em&gt;accidentally&lt;/em&gt; replaced- Rhianna for Bertie’s company. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Are you sure?” she said hesitantly with a shy smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Rhianna nodded. “Yeah, trust me, it’s fine.” She watched as Hannah grabbed her phone off of her bed and turned to look over her outfit in the mirror. She was wearing a pair of jeans and her signature oversized shirt with her favorite band on it. After she was done, the two girls shared a knowing look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“If you stay here, when I get back when can still look for-“ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“No. stop it. Just go, Han. Seriously, it’s okay. Just…just have fun and make sure he treats you right, okay?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hannah gave her a small, awkward smile. “Okay.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;~O~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hannah walked swiftly. She was late but she seemed to fit in with everyone else who were bustling around and going on with their day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hannah made sure she was heading in the right direction to the park. When she finally arrived, she stopped for a quick second to look around. It was a beautiful but simple park. Trees littered the ground and flowers pluck up from the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Surprisingly not that many civilians were there. One family was relaxing on the cool grass. The parents watched as the kids ran around. Some teens wandered on pathways that lead to an elegant fountain right in the center of the park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hannah scanned the cool and shady park for Bertie. She walked up one of the pathways and looked around. After searching for five minutes, she decided to give him a call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;She went to her most recent calls and tapped his name. On the third ring a high pitched voice behind her said, “Who you talking to?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hannah nearly pissed herself. She jumped up and got ready to run away from the offender until she heard the shrill of a laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Bertie!” she swirled around to slap at him. Bertie dodged her useless hits easily. Hannah looked at the flawless boy in front of her. The sun filtered through his soft blond hair. His eyes were blue and bright. Bertie’s mischievous smile was evident. All Hannah could think was, &lt;em&gt;How does he like me? How does he like me? How does he like me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bertie grabbed Hannah by the waist and pulled her closer. Unable to resist, she wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled closer to him. Strong arms curled around her securely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Is it crazy to say that I missed you already?” he said. Hannah’s heart melted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Probably is, assuming that we saw each other two days ago.” Hannah joked. “But it’s okay. Because it missed you too.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Good. We’ll be crazy together.” Bertie moved back to take her hand and lead her to a secluded area with their picnic already set up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hannah’s cheeks burned bright red when he lifted her hand and gave it a chaste kiss before dropping them and plopping down on the blanket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/52338491628</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/52338491628</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Jun 2013 20:05:31 -0400</pubDate><category>Bertie Gilbert</category><category>fanfiction</category></item><item><title>I&amp;#8217;m 100% posting the new chapter tomorrow. :)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m 100% posting the new chapter tomorrow. :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/52259552847</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/52259552847</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Jun 2013 20:12:08 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>You're quite late . We've all been reading 1D fanfictions, AUs, and crossovers for more than a year. #lol</title><description>&lt;p&gt;No, I’ve been reading one direction fanfiction ever since like February 2012. (is it weird that i know the date haha) but yeah i have a list of all the really goods ones that i’ve read but i’ve read dozens and dozens. the AU and NC-17 are the best :))))&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51935894945</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51935894945</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Jun 2013 23:06:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>if you guys haven&amp;#8217;t read any one direction fanfic then you HAVEN&amp;#8217;T LIVED. THEY HAVE THE...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;if you guys haven&amp;#8217;t read any one direction fanfic then you HAVEN&amp;#8217;T LIVED. THEY HAVE THE BEST WRITERS OVER THERE (but i only read the gay ones)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51877788572</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51877788572</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Jun 2013 08:37:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>working on the chapter instead of homework &amp;gt;</title><description>&lt;p&gt;working on the chapter instead of homework &amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51836610972</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51836610972</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 May 2013 19:02:31 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Ah no it's ok. I know what you mean I have to weeks of exans ahead of me... Blahh!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It sucks :((&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51750042352</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51750042352</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 May 2013 17:21:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Honestly I think you're amazballs at writing fan-fiction but you need to update ignorance is bliss!!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Thank you! And I’m sorry I haven’t updated in a while… busy with studying for finals and other stuff. But hopefully I will update sometime in the next couple of days.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51747847351</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51747847351</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 May 2013 16:52:14 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>you're absolutely fabulous</title><description>&lt;p&gt;thank you! but i bet you’re the queen of fabulousness, anon.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51311688969</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51311688969</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 May 2013 12:42:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Anonymously tell me your honest opinion about me. I can't reply, just publish. </title><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51304337912</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51304337912</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 May 2013 10:50:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>When is the next chapterr up?????XD</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I have no clue. I have so homework, you have not idea…. But hopefully Monday because i get extra days off school. sorry &lt;span&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51034093307</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/51034093307</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 21:19:45 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>can u make a fanfic of bertie and a girl called mel (melissa) ? :)xx</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I’ll put that in my notes :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/50670982040</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/50670982040</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 16:03:34 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Is it possible if your next fanfiction could be about Bertie and Liam? (:</title><description>&lt;p&gt;maaaaaybe ;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/50436947850</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/50436947850</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 15:32:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Happy Birthday Char!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Happy Birthday Char!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;A/N: This is for Charlotte or lovelikeallhopeislost. As you can tell from the title, it’s her birthday and this is a little present. Yes, I know, I know. Writing a one shot with myself in it is probably kind of cheesy but I couldn’t think of any characters to make up. Ok bye. Enjoy! Xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;!-- more --&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Come on guys, hurry up! They’ll be here any minute!” Camille yelled. Everyone rushed to their hiding places. Camille ran over to the light switch to turn it off. She pressed her ear against the door and heard footsteps and laughing. Camille hurried behind the couch and whisper-yelled, “They’re coming! Shut up!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The doorknob jiggled and opened to reveal Charlotte and Bertie, hand-in-hand. Camille breathed “One, two three-“ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The whole room roared with “SURPRISE!!” Charlotte jumped in shock, hand above her heart. Her face filled with a huge smile as everyone rushed over to her. No one had ever spent the time to throw her a party! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“What? Who- I mean- what?!” Charlotte stuttered. Bertie laughed and wrapped her in his arms. “It was mostly Camille, but we all pitched in. We wanted to make it special; for my special girl.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Charlotte leaned back to look at his face; cheeks warm and red. Lips plump and pink. She moved in for a kiss but just when they’re lips connected Camille came over and said, “Hey, hey! No funny business. That can wait until later tonight.” She winked at the couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Charlotte rolled her eyes at her friend, fondly. “Camille. I… I can’t believe you did this for me! Thank you so much! I don’t know how I’ll repay you. But I guess this can do for now!“ Charlotte jumped on her friend in a bone-crushing hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Okay, we get it!” she laughed and playfully shoved her off. “Now you’ll just have to have a huge extravaganza for my party next year!” Camille smirked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Charlotte and Bertie never left each other’s side throughout the whole party. They went around dancing and laughing and socializing with all of their friends until it was time to cut the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, dear charlotte! Happy birthday to yoooou!” They swayed along to the song. Everyone enjoyed the delicious cake and had an amazing time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;At the end of the party, when all of their friends left the presents for Charlotte and headed out the door (a little happier than when the came in and a lot more drunk) Camille, Bertie and Charlotte collapsed on the couch in exhaustion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“That was awesome.” Charlotte sighed, heart filled with love and belly filled with cake. “Thanks. You two are the best of friends anyone could ask for.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bertie and Camille let out a big ‘&lt;em&gt;awwww&lt;/em&gt;’ and tackled her in a hug. &lt;em&gt;Best. Birthday. Ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/50409909486</link><guid>http://bertiegilbertimagines.tumblr.com/post/50409909486</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 05:00:45 -0400</pubDate><category>happy birthday</category><category>yay!</category></item></channel></rss>
