Huli: James Bond Version

Heya! This is the firt Huli fic that I write.

Hope you'll wnjoy it. Let me know what wewe think. And if wewe like it I may go on uandishi chapter 2:)

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"London Call Part 1"

Lisa kept staring at the mirror in front of her . She analized her reflex. The tears were dried on her chins but her eyes were still red and puffy for all the crying she had been through in the last hours.

“Lisa, wewe can’t go on like this. You’ll get hurt.”

She was alone in the room, no one was there with her. She closed her eyes trying to remember the sweet sensation of his arms enfolding her, the sweet kisses his lips...

A/N: So SORRY for posting so late but school has driven me NUTS and I have had ZERO time to be on internet, so less in Fanpop.

I was thinking about changing things up a bit but I don’t want to bore you. So I’ma just do 2 zaidi chapters and then I’ll try to come up with
another fic idea…

So, I’m going to give wewe a happy ending and yes this chapter will be longer than usual but I think it’s worth it.


Present

“Who’s that woman?” He didn’t know how to answer.

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“Hugh?” She alisema snapping Hugh out of his thoughts....

Sorry for taking so long to update, I hope wewe enjoy this chapter anyway!

‘Liz!’, Hugh yelled after her as she walked to a lunch table. She looked around to see who had called her name and saw Hugh waving her over to his table. She smiled and joined him. ‘Fruit and a salad’, he looked at her plate. ‘Yeah I was hungry so I thought I would get myself a lot of food, although comparing with your plate I still have very little.’ Hugh smirked as he looked at the 6 sandwiches and big bowl of matunda on his plate. ‘Why are wewe commenting on my chakula anyway? I thought wewe wanted me to eat...

O , wewe guys thanks so much I think I've never had that many reviews! In this chapter the torture continues! Enjoy!

@Alex Don't worry! The length of my chapters doesn't say anything about when I update. Before I write a chap I think of a nice point to end it, but sometimes that point comes after 600 words and sometimes after 2000.

Hugh´s alarm woke him up at 5am, which meant he had exactly one saa to get to the set. He went to sit on the edge of the kitanda as he rubbed his eyes and listened to the sounds of the morning. He heard the serene muziki Lisa always did her yoga exercises too and a little...

This being my first post please forgive any errors.

HULI'S, a word if wewe don't mind.....

We have been talking a lot about Hugh, Jo the Kids and Lisa. We have speculated about the marriage, the Huli relationship and a whole lot of other stuff.

Please remember I have my own thoughts and opinions on the state of the Laurie marriage, some of which I have shared already. I’m neither qualified to say that they are getting divorced nor that they are already divorced.

All I am doing is giving wewe a time line with facts. It may be easier then to understand why, with all the signs pointing at a Hugh...

You'll think two sasisho in two days mean the apocalypse is coming...close: Huli avalanche is just around the corner XD I can feel it in the air ;) Anyway, my crazy beliefs aside, I was just thinking it would be nice if wewe didn't miss the flow, wewe know. How many times in your life you'll experience a Huli "date" live, right? None...so :P
Thanks to both @rrennie and @belle as usual and I'd like to brought to your attention that there's a line in ther, I aliiba from @rrennie; I mean, she told this thing to me and phrased it in such a lovely way, I asked her iwhether I could use it. I am not gonna...

Space Communication

Your use of space to communicate—an area of study known technically as proxemics—speaks as surely and as loudly as words and sentences. Speakers who stand close to their listener, with their hands on the listener’s shoulders and their eyes focused directly on those of the listener, communicate something very different from speakers who stand in a corner with arms folded and eyes downcast.

Spatial Distances
Edward Hall (1959, 1963, 1976) distinguishes four proxemic distances: types of spatial distances that define the types of relationships between people and the types...

I think maybe this has a PG13 rating. Just a couple of parts that are a little sexual. actually, it is a lot sexual.







Hugh didn't sleep much that night. All he could think about was her. He kissed her softly and slid quietly out of the bed.

He made some coffee, got a cup, and headed out to the balcony.

As he sat on the balcony that night he had been searching inside himself for the words to tell her...

"Words", were so hard for him.

"He wanted to tell her how much she had changed his life."

That was one thing about acting, "there was always a script."

Hugh had found such a connection with the character...

Hello there!

I actually had this chapter almost ready since forever :P but as wewe know we have experienced some sort of turbolence in Huliland lately, so I've give some thought before posting this and decide to keep going. But then I talked to a few people, saw @maverick was back too. I talk to her and told her I was glad I wasn't alone in my delusion XD and thought "What the hell!" Dreams are still free right? And Huli is too much of a good one to let it go, so here we go. We are officially back sinning and fooling ourselves our ship isn't dead :P
Hope wewe still feel like kusoma it.

Enjoy guys!...