WOOOO! I'm back!! Work was killer this weekend. Luckily I have this weekend off but then I'll be going out of town for the next two weekends after that! Boooooo! But the money is nice!

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Alright time to answer those questions from the last chapter!!

@Maddie_2297 asked: "Will there be any drama between Mandy and her friends or maybe her ex in the future?" As for Mandy's ex, Chase, no he is gone for good. I didn't feel like dealing with him anymore :P He was just a filler character for Mandy when it came to Norman. Ya know the typical girl feelings "I like him but I like him. Which one do I choose?" Type of thing. Good Question!!

@dont_tell_the_elf asked: "When you got the idea to write a fanfiction about Norman, how did you know how to get them into the relationship and well begin the whole story? A lot of my writing comes from my dreams to be honest. How cliché does that sound, right? But it's true. As for this one I have always loved New York (I plan on living there one day) and it was one of the things that I liked about Norman, that he lives there. It's funny how quiet he is, but yet he lives in the city that never sleeps and is always chaotic. Anyway, I had this dream about a girl that wanted to get away from her parents (who were religious) and live her life. Basically learn what life is all about for herself, ya know? And I figured moving to New York would be like that. I thought having the brother that is about 20 years older than her would throw in a twist too. Like she tries to leave her parents but yet it's like she's moving in with another one (her brother.) As for getting them together I have always loved this short 2 minute film did called "We Live Together New York" Search on youtube "Norman Reedus Presented by Contentmode/Syrup Films." Basically the whole video he is narrating it but he is also slinging paint on a big canvas in a room while drinking beer and smoking a cigarette. He's covered in paint by the end and I always imagined what a cute kind of scene it would be except for having him show up instead of Mandy. I didn't think it would be that early in the story (Though it was chapter 13 on youtube) but I just thought it fit. Sorry for the long winded answer but that was an excellent question! :)

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I woke up the next morning to the annoying ringing of my phone. I rolled over and hit ignore before looking at the clock. It was only eight in the morning who the fuck would be calling me? I rolled over slightly to see Norman's body flush against mine.

I sighed a little and took note of his left arm that was slung around my upper body and he was lying on his right arm but it was stretched out above my head. I felt myself suck in a sharp breath when I felt Norman's breath lightly against my neck. [A:N/ I've been watching a lot of Norman's movies lately and I've noticed that he is definitely an affection guy in his movies and in real life when it comes to women. Just saying ;)]

I sighed and let myself relax back into him and he tightened his grip around me instinctively. I couldn't help but smile as I rested my hand over his. I closed my eyes and tried to relax back into sleep when my phone decided to ring again. I groaned and reached over to grab it.

I answered it without even bothering to look at the caller ID. "Hello?" I said the sleep still thick in my voice. Norman grumbled beside me. "Mandy, where are you?" I heard the person asked. It took me a minute to register who it was. "Trevor?" I questioned.

The person sighed. "Who else would it be?" he retorted back. I sighed. "What do you want?" I tried to keep my voice low so I wouldn't wake the boys up. Trevor groaned. "Do you know what today is?" it was silent between us as I tried to think what today was.

"Oh shit, I was supposed to help you guys today, wasn't I?" I ran a hand over my face hoping to wake myself up a little. "Yeah, we're standing outside your apartment right now," he said. I groaned. "Damn it, I forgot I'll be there in 10 minutes," I said.

I pushed the covers back a little and Norman moved a little tightening his grip on me. "You mean you're not home?" Trevor asked. As if right on cue Norman shifted again and woke up slightly. "Babe, shh, get off the phone," he grumbled sleepily while trying to pull me down beside him again.

"Who was that?" Trevor asked. I could hear the curiosity in his voice. I looked back down at Norman and sighed. "Just someone, I'll be there in a few minutes," I hung up right after not giving him time to ask me anymore questions. I let my feet hit the floor but I felt Norman's arms not letting me out of his grip.

I let myself be pulled back into him slightly. He sighed happily. I rolled my eyes a little and turned to face him. He looked so innocent while sleeping almost like a child. I felt myself smiling as I pushed his hair out of his face, which was getting longer every day.

Norman sighed again as I bent down and kissed his cheek lightly. "I have to go," I said to him. I watched as Norman's eyes slowly opened and he looked up at me. He pouted a little and I chuckled and bent down to him. He rose up a bit and pressed his lips to mine lightly.

I sighed as I ran a hand through his hair and his hand ran down my side. I pulled back and bit my lip slightly. I kept my hand in his hair and smiled again. "I do really have to go. I forgot I had friends coming over today so I could help them with their dance routines," I said.

Norman cocked an eyebrow at me. "Dance?" he questioned. I nodded a little. "Yeah, they have a competition in a week and I gotta help them work out the kinks," I said. Norman still had a confused look on his face. "You dance?" he asked.

I chuckled lightly. "That's a story for another time. Come over later and I'll tell you," I said. Norman gave me a lazy grin. "You'll dance for me?" he asked while sitting up and pulling me onto his lap. I could hear the huskiness in his voice only meaning one thing. I chuckled again and pushed him back on the bed.

"Go back to bed you horny bastard," I teased while getting off the bed and slipping on my shoes. I bent down and kissed Norman one more time. "Bye babe, see ya later," he called out while I started walking down the hallway to the front door. I threw a wave over my shoulder trying to hide the smile and the blush that had come across my face.

"Jesus, it's about time," I heard Trevor say as I open and shut Norman's door. I gave him a stern look. "Would you shut up, people are still trying to sleep ya know," I said while smacking him on the back of his head before opening my door and walking in.

Trevor let out a long whistle while looking around. Tiffany, his dance partner, was the first one to say something. "So, whose apartment were you coming out of?" she asked. I rolled my eyes. "Nice to see you too, Tiffany," sometimes she was really nosy.

"Actually I'm pretty curious too," Trevor said while finally joining in on the conversation. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. "A friend," I said. Nosy and nosier. I walked past them and walked down to the spare room that was supposed to be turned into a bedroom.

I walked in and both Tiffany and Trevor laughed. "Nice paint job," Trevor said while dropping his bag. The room Norman and I had splattered paint on I had turned it into a temporary dance room.

Long mirrors had been placed on one wall all the way across. "Yeah, well it's what I do," I said hopefully getting him to shut up so we could get to work. Trevor handed me a CD and I popped it in. "Alright just show me what the dance looks like and we'll go from there," I said and they both took their positions and then I hit play.

I watched as they had moved through the dance with ease. I loved it but the music completely sucked. I hit stop and they both looked over at me. "Who gave you this shit?" I asked nodding towards the stereo over in the corner. Trevor placed his hands on his hips.

"Shannon," I rolled my eyes. God love my old dance instructor. She is about 50 something years old now and still running the studio. She thinks she still knows what's hip and in, but she definitely doesn't. "She still hasn't let one of the other instructors take over?" I asked.

I watched as Trevor shook his head and I groaned. I walked over to my CD collection. "What are you doing?" I heard Trevor ask. I continued to look through the CDs but answered. "I think if you guys had a more intense music combo then the moves would be sharper and fuller.

I saw Trevor nod slightly in the mirror. "And I'm changing some of your steps," I said. I heard Tiffany scoff. "Shannon won't like that," she said. I rolled my eyes and grabbed a CD. "Yeah well Shannon can get over it. She didn't make me an assistant choreographer for nothing."

Tiffany was really getting on my nerves. "Tiffany you're sitting this one out and I'm going to work with Trevor a little," she huffed but went and sat against the wall. Finally, it's about time she listened. "Alright you ready?" I asked Trevor. He nodded. "Yes boss."

I started working out some dance steps to the 'Dirty Boots,' by Sonic Youth. Trevor followed behind me with ease. That was the thing I liked about him. We used to be dance partners and we always worked very well together. The music stopped and I felt myself smiling.

"Damn that felt good," Trevor gave me a sweaty hug. "I've missed dancing with you," he said and I nodded agreeing with him. "Alright Tiffany, I hope you were paying attention because I'm not going over this again," I said and Tiffany rolled her eyes.

I shot a look to Trevor who shrugged a little and gave me an apologetic look. I sighed and went to hit play on the stereo. I watched as they both worked through the dance and I was actually surprised when Tiffany did everything flawlessly. I guess she was paying attention.

The music stopped and I felt myself smiling a little. "That actually looked really good," I said. I went over to my computer and burned a copy of the song and handed it to Trevor. "Anything else?" I asked him while looking at the clock on the wall.

It was going on 10 a.m. It didn't feel like we have been in here for almost three hours. Trevor pulled out another CD and handed it to me. "Yeah, I got a solo too," I nodded and popped the CD in. I hit play and watched him start his solo. When it finished he flopped on the floor.

"I'm done, no more dance for the day. My legs are killing me," I chuckled and went over to the stereo. I popped out the CD and tucked it into his bag. "Actually I thought it was really good. I don't need to see anything else," I said and Trevor shot me a thumbs up.

I smiled and popped another CD in and hit play letting Imagine Dragons "Radioactive" fill the room. Trevor immediately jumped up and we started dancing crazy just laughing and having a good time. I had definitely missed dancing with him.

I heard clapping at the end of the song and we both turned around to see Norman and Mingus standing in the doorway. I felt a huge smile come across my face as I walked over to them. "Sorry, I'm a little sweaty," I said but Norman didn't hesitate to pull me in and hug me.

I reached over and ruffled Mingus's hair and he scrunched up his nose. "So this is who you were with this morning," Trevor said. I groaned and let my forehead rest against Norman's chest. "Ignore him," I mumbled into his chest. Norman chuckled and rubbed my back.

I turned around slowly and glared at Trevor. Tiffany was standing a few feet away with a star struck look on her face. Trevor followed my gaze and then snapped his fingers in front of Tiffany's face. She jumped a little making us all chuckle. Her eyes were still wide when she looked back at us.

"This is Trevor, he used to be my dance partner, and that is Tiffany his new dance partner, and guys this is Nor-," "We know who he is," Tiffany interrupted me. I bit my lip trying to hold back a sarcastic remark. I felt Norman tug on my shirt lightly and I leaned back into him.

His arm wrapped around my waist and his hand rested low on my hip. I tried to fight a smirk as I watched Tiffany's face change from shock, to anger, to confusion. Trevor let out an airy laugh "I knew it. You were totally in his bed," I quickly covered Mingus's ears.

"Dude, kid in the room!" I exclaimed while giving him a stern look. Trevor rolled his eyes slightly and Norman squeezed my hip. "Alright well if y'all don't need me anymore. I kind of have plans," I said motioning to Norman and Mingus. Tiffany and Trevor both grabbed their bags.

Everyone followed me out into the living room and I let Trevor and Tiffany out the front door. I sighed as I leaned against the door after I had shut it. "I feel so gross," I said while running a hand through my hair and cringing when I felt how sweaty it was.

"I think you look beautiful," I looked up to meet Norman's gaze and I watched him smirk. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I said while waving him off. I walked over and sat on the arm of the couch beside Norman. "So what are these plans?" Norman asked.

I shrugged. "I just wanted them out of the house," I said. Norman and Mingus chuckled. "Well how about this. You go shower and Mingus and I will go grab some lunch and bring it back here," I nodded slightly and stood up. Norman stood up and kissed me before pulling Mingus out the door.

I quickly ran down the hall stripping off my sweat soaked t-shirt as I went. I jumped in the shower and scrubbed the sweat off of me. I relaxed a little as the hot water ran down my body. I sighed as I leaned against the shower wall letting the water fall in front of me.

I knew I couldn't spend that much time in the shower. I knew they would be back soon. I shut off the water and stepped out quickly drying off and getting dressed. I threw my hair up in a bun not bothering to blow dry it. I slid my contacts out and put my glasses on.

By the time I walked back into the living room Norman and Mingus were walking through the door with a couple of brown bags in their hand. I smiled at them as we all walked into the kitchen. "Tacos," Norman said while holding up one bag. "And Orange Boing," Mingus said while holding up the other bag.

My eyes became wide with excitement. "Orange Boing?!" I felt myself become overly excited. I missed Orange Boing. Mingus gave me a big smile as we all sat around my small kitchen table. I quickly popped the tab on my Orange Boing and took a drink.

"Oh my God, I missed this stuff," I said after I swallowed the first drink. Norman cracked a smile. "When was the last time you had it?" he asked. I took another gulp before answering. "I was like 11!" I said. Norman chuckled and started handing out tacos.

We all started eating in silence. I would definitely miss New York food if I ever moved. "So...you dance?" Norman asked breaking the silence between all of us. I shrugged slightly. "I used too," I said pushing my food around now no longer interested in it.

"What happened?" Mingus asked. I looked up and met his curious eyes. I sighed and looked over at Norman who had the same look. "I've been dancing since I was four. It was always a passion of mine. When I was 17 I was practicing for a show. I had to jump off this like six foot riser and I had done it every time with no problems," I started.

I looked up at both boys who were now staring at me intently and interested. I sighed and continued. "The day of the show we had one last dress rehearsal. We were all pumped and ready to perform. For some of us we had dance sponsors coming to watch us. I jumped off the riser and landed wrong. My knee popped out of place. I thought it was a simple fix, ya know? Go to the hospital get it reset and then no dance for a couple weeks but I was wrong. My bone had torn a couple muscles and tendons and I had to have surgery. My knee hasn't been the same since," I sighed again as I finished.

Norman's eyes held shock and a little bit of concern. "I'm all good now," I said hoping to relieve some of the slight worry. Norman let out a breath he was holding "Damn," he said and I chuckled. "I'm very accident prone," I said. We were now finished having lunch.

We threw all the trash away and went to the living room. Norman grabbed my legs and put them in his lap while Mingus sat on the other side of him. I picked up my phone that was lying on the table beside me to see Morgan had texted me five different times.

I opened the text and noticed once again they were all links. I hesitantly clicked one of them and was relieved when a YouTube video popped up. 'Norman Reedus interview' is what the video title was. I sighed a little and stopped the video from playing.

When I clicked my phone to lock it again it lit up instantly with another video. I groaned and Norman looked down at me with a confused look. I shook my head and stood up. "I'll be right back," I said and Norman nodded. I was going to call Morgan and I was going to get to the bottom of this.

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Dun dun dun. So why do you think Morgan is sending Mandy all these links to interviews with Norman in them? Let's see if your predictions are correct!!

If you could ask me anything (it can be but doesn't have to be story related) what would it be?! And GO! Keep it clean guys!

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