Slash Me Twice
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Category:
Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
25
Views:
1,560
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
Chance
Chance
He's not near! I'm close to Sean and Orlando is god only knows where! This is my chance!
"Sean!" I call, forcing my vocal cords to cooperate before my determination wanes again, "Sean, please wait a moment!"
My breath catches as he stops and turns, abandoning his route to the coffee tent. Oh. My. God. His incredibly green eyes. All fixed on me. On me and nothing else.
"What do you want?"
The animosity in his words knocks the breath right out of my chest. He hates me, I'm sure of it. Orlando has broken his promise, has told him. Everything I did was in vain. Helplessly I stare at him, all my words lost as the world crushes down on me in a cascade of blackness.
Sean. Hates. Me.
I want to die. Right now and here. I wish the ground would open and swallow me. Sean hates me. What's there to live for now?
"What do you want, Viggo?" he repeats, voice as cold as the harsh winter frost.
"I," I gulp, "I just wanted to talk to you... maybe explain..."
"Explain what?" he glares at me, "Why you're an ass to everyone and me in particular?"
"Yes! Please give a chance to. We could have coffee together and..."
"I'm a tea-drinker."
"Tea then?" I try to smile, knowing that it must look like a grimace straight out of Nightmare on Elmstreet, "Just gice me a chance. Please?"
"Very well," he already turns, "You shall have your chance."
He's not near! I'm close to Sean and Orlando is god only knows where! This is my chance!
"Sean!" I call, forcing my vocal cords to cooperate before my determination wanes again, "Sean, please wait a moment!"
My breath catches as he stops and turns, abandoning his route to the coffee tent. Oh. My. God. His incredibly green eyes. All fixed on me. On me and nothing else.
"What do you want?"
The animosity in his words knocks the breath right out of my chest. He hates me, I'm sure of it. Orlando has broken his promise, has told him. Everything I did was in vain. Helplessly I stare at him, all my words lost as the world crushes down on me in a cascade of blackness.
Sean. Hates. Me.
I want to die. Right now and here. I wish the ground would open and swallow me. Sean hates me. What's there to live for now?
"What do you want, Viggo?" he repeats, voice as cold as the harsh winter frost.
"I," I gulp, "I just wanted to talk to you... maybe explain..."
"Explain what?" he glares at me, "Why you're an ass to everyone and me in particular?"
"Yes! Please give a chance to. We could have coffee together and..."
"I'm a tea-drinker."
"Tea then?" I try to smile, knowing that it must look like a grimace straight out of Nightmare on Elmstreet, "Just gice me a chance. Please?"
"Very well," he already turns, "You shall have your chance."