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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,245
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
home alone
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I’ve decided I’m not going out tonight. I mean I can’t. look at my house it’s a bombsite. And despite what Sean is saying it’s not because I don’t want to see Orlando dancing with a bunch of girls. That’s not the reason at all. I’m not going because, because… ah hell! It’s a sad state of affairs when I can’t even lie to myself! I’m not going to say anything ‘till they’re all ready to leave they won’t mind anyway they won’t miss an old fogey like me dragging their night down. Well its eight now and looks like the queue in the bathroom has ended which must mean they’re all set to go. I walk into the sitting room which is an absolute mess but they’re all there ready with car keys in hand. Orlando hasn’t bothered changing like the others. Not that it matters, he could turn up in a potato sack and still be the sexiest guy in the room. Stop that now Viggo! Yet again I find myself repeating my secret little list in my head.
“Hey guys I’m afraid I’m not going with you tonight”
The entire room tried to speak at once, except Orlando. I can’t help but be a little disappointed in that, does he care at all? And why is he smiling? I finally managed to get heard over the din of voices.
“Sorry guys but I’m just too tired and anyway this place is a mess someone has to clean up!”
“Yeah guys, look I don’t think I’m gonna go either”
“Orlando!!!”
I can’t believe all six of us were able to sound so shocked in unison. Never before has Orlando Bloom EVER not gone to a party or the pub or any excuse for a celebration for that matter. The thought of being alone with Orlando was more than tempting but I didn’t want him staying behind and missing a good night out for me.
“Orlando you don’t have to stay I can clean up by myself”
“No Vig, it’s not that. I mean I’ll help clean of course but I’m just too tired to go out and don’t you all sound so bloody shocked either. I’ve been living on set, in hotels and on bloody planes for two weeks now. I need some rest, maybe tomorrow night guys”
Orlando hasn’t taken his eyes from mine since he started talking, he’s pleading silently with me to convince the others. Who were now voicing loud objections to our absence.
“Everyone! if Orlando says he’s too tired then he’s staying in and I’m not letting him out even if you change his mind somehow. Got it!”
“What, so he’s grounded then?”
Billy and Dom have already broken down in fits of laughter and Lij and Orlando are quick to follow. Sean andn hon however are older and wiser. They at least are trying to hide their amusement. Orlando speaks up before I get the chance to reply.
“Yes guys I’m grounded so you’ll just have to have fun without me now go. Shoo!”
“Ah Orli you’re not fooling us! you just want to spend some special alone time with our good king”
I’m pretty sure Orlando isn’t the only one blushing here. I haven’t blushed since I was a bloody teenager. Stupid hobbit pippin! Billy’s always wreaking havoc, even if it’s unintentional. It’s a good thing Orlando has a barrage of quick smart remarks for this thing. My mouth isn’t working at all.
“Ha! Unlikely, he’s a filthy human and I’m a graceful elf and like you can talk Dilly”
Ohhh, it looks like Orlando may have unwittingly touched a nerve there. Its Billy and Dom’s turn to go a strange shade of pink now. They both deliberately separate from the close quarters they usually keep themselves in. They’re practically attached most of the time but nothing is said of it and I hope Orlando hasn’t just tread in and ruined something possibly very special. I think its time I took the heat off them before steam starts coming from their ears.
“Hey who you calling a filthy human elf boy, go get a manicure”
“Sure, where do you keep your nail set?”
Sean B rattled his car keys impatiently in his hand while trying to pull Elijah off the settee.
“As much as I hate to interrupt this special moment we better be going soon if we want to get to this club opening that Elijah is currently hopping on the couch with impatience for. We’ll see you and Orlando later right?”
“Yep you’re all stayin here tonight no choice I’m afraid”
“Ahem!!”
“I mean that’s if Viggo says it’s ok”
“Why, thank you Orlando”
Orlando and I watched together as they sorted the cars out between them. Sean A., Billy and Lij in one car and Sean B. and Dom in the other. Dom and Billy are going in separate cars. Oh Orlando what have you done? We watch from the door as they leave waving goodbye until the cars are gone. I didn’t expect Orlando to realize what he had done. But then again he’s usually smarter than I give him credit for.
“Ah! Vig man, did I completely mess things up for them back there. I’ll never forgive myself! I’ve been working on them for ages if it all goes down the pan now—
Orlando stops himself but since the cats out of the bag I can’t help but enquire further.
“Orli what do you mean by “working on them””
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Oh shit! Me and my big stupid mouth! Well I might as well tell him now he’s probably copped on.
“Well I’ve been kinda trying to well you know--with Dom and Billy, I mean every one knows right well except them”
“Have you been playing matchmaker Orlando Bloom?”
“Maybe just a little, it wasn’t much and I wasn’t getting bloody any where! Blind as bats those two are, completely and utterly oblivious. You’d think they’d know when someone was in love with them right? I mean I’ve tried everything to get them together. I even arranged this picnic once in New Zealand. It was supposed to be Me, Lij, Billy and Dom right but we didn’t call it a picnic cos that would be like way too girly and obvious so we just said we were having lunch in the park and there would be beer so naturally Billy and Dom were all for it. Anyway we set it all up for them in this place I found once. It was perfect, really romantic and junk. Then when we saw Billy and Dom were there we rang to say we couldn’t make it that Peter had called us both in last minute to give out about the practical joke we pulled the day before. But they just sat and talked like friends. I mean I was trying to get them together for a year in New Zealand and nada, zilch, nothing happening”
At this stage I’d like to point out that Viggo is doubled over on the couch crying with laugher. Obviously I am not pleased that he is mocking my foiled attempt at matchmaking.
“Hey it’s not funny here I am trying to help true love conquer and you’re laughing like its Saturday night live in here”
“Oh come on even you can admit its absolutely fucking hilarious”
Viggo cursing = sexy as hell. Wow who would a thunk it? Well me but hey I think Viggo = sexy. Hardly surprising, what can I do. I let out a loud sigh before pointing out his house is a sty and spend the next hour with him trying to make it look some way decent.
By the time we manage to make the house presentable I’m just as tired as I was before. And Viggo being Viggo noticed straight away and insisted I sit down and have a quiet drink with him and do nothing else for the rest of the night. Like I’m going to object to that. Warm fire, fine wine and hot Viggo. Though maybe not in that order.
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I’ve decided I’m not going out tonight. I mean I can’t. look at my house it’s a bombsite. And despite what Sean is saying it’s not because I don’t want to see Orlando dancing with a bunch of girls. That’s not the reason at all. I’m not going because, because… ah hell! It’s a sad state of affairs when I can’t even lie to myself! I’m not going to say anything ‘till they’re all ready to leave they won’t mind anyway they won’t miss an old fogey like me dragging their night down. Well its eight now and looks like the queue in the bathroom has ended which must mean they’re all set to go. I walk into the sitting room which is an absolute mess but they’re all there ready with car keys in hand. Orlando hasn’t bothered changing like the others. Not that it matters, he could turn up in a potato sack and still be the sexiest guy in the room. Stop that now Viggo! Yet again I find myself repeating my secret little list in my head.
“Hey guys I’m afraid I’m not going with you tonight”
The entire room tried to speak at once, except Orlando. I can’t help but be a little disappointed in that, does he care at all? And why is he smiling? I finally managed to get heard over the din of voices.
“Sorry guys but I’m just too tired and anyway this place is a mess someone has to clean up!”
“Yeah guys, look I don’t think I’m gonna go either”
“Orlando!!!”
I can’t believe all six of us were able to sound so shocked in unison. Never before has Orlando Bloom EVER not gone to a party or the pub or any excuse for a celebration for that matter. The thought of being alone with Orlando was more than tempting but I didn’t want him staying behind and missing a good night out for me.
“Orlando you don’t have to stay I can clean up by myself”
“No Vig, it’s not that. I mean I’ll help clean of course but I’m just too tired to go out and don’t you all sound so bloody shocked either. I’ve been living on set, in hotels and on bloody planes for two weeks now. I need some rest, maybe tomorrow night guys”
Orlando hasn’t taken his eyes from mine since he started talking, he’s pleading silently with me to convince the others. Who were now voicing loud objections to our absence.
“Everyone! if Orlando says he’s too tired then he’s staying in and I’m not letting him out even if you change his mind somehow. Got it!”
“What, so he’s grounded then?”
Billy and Dom have already broken down in fits of laughter and Lij and Orlando are quick to follow. Sean andn hon however are older and wiser. They at least are trying to hide their amusement. Orlando speaks up before I get the chance to reply.
“Yes guys I’m grounded so you’ll just have to have fun without me now go. Shoo!”
“Ah Orli you’re not fooling us! you just want to spend some special alone time with our good king”
I’m pretty sure Orlando isn’t the only one blushing here. I haven’t blushed since I was a bloody teenager. Stupid hobbit pippin! Billy’s always wreaking havoc, even if it’s unintentional. It’s a good thing Orlando has a barrage of quick smart remarks for this thing. My mouth isn’t working at all.
“Ha! Unlikely, he’s a filthy human and I’m a graceful elf and like you can talk Dilly”
Ohhh, it looks like Orlando may have unwittingly touched a nerve there. Its Billy and Dom’s turn to go a strange shade of pink now. They both deliberately separate from the close quarters they usually keep themselves in. They’re practically attached most of the time but nothing is said of it and I hope Orlando hasn’t just tread in and ruined something possibly very special. I think its time I took the heat off them before steam starts coming from their ears.
“Hey who you calling a filthy human elf boy, go get a manicure”
“Sure, where do you keep your nail set?”
Sean B rattled his car keys impatiently in his hand while trying to pull Elijah off the settee.
“As much as I hate to interrupt this special moment we better be going soon if we want to get to this club opening that Elijah is currently hopping on the couch with impatience for. We’ll see you and Orlando later right?”
“Yep you’re all stayin here tonight no choice I’m afraid”
“Ahem!!”
“I mean that’s if Viggo says it’s ok”
“Why, thank you Orlando”
Orlando and I watched together as they sorted the cars out between them. Sean A., Billy and Lij in one car and Sean B. and Dom in the other. Dom and Billy are going in separate cars. Oh Orlando what have you done? We watch from the door as they leave waving goodbye until the cars are gone. I didn’t expect Orlando to realize what he had done. But then again he’s usually smarter than I give him credit for.
“Ah! Vig man, did I completely mess things up for them back there. I’ll never forgive myself! I’ve been working on them for ages if it all goes down the pan now—
Orlando stops himself but since the cats out of the bag I can’t help but enquire further.
“Orli what do you mean by “working on them””
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Oh shit! Me and my big stupid mouth! Well I might as well tell him now he’s probably copped on.
“Well I’ve been kinda trying to well you know--with Dom and Billy, I mean every one knows right well except them”
“Have you been playing matchmaker Orlando Bloom?”
“Maybe just a little, it wasn’t much and I wasn’t getting bloody any where! Blind as bats those two are, completely and utterly oblivious. You’d think they’d know when someone was in love with them right? I mean I’ve tried everything to get them together. I even arranged this picnic once in New Zealand. It was supposed to be Me, Lij, Billy and Dom right but we didn’t call it a picnic cos that would be like way too girly and obvious so we just said we were having lunch in the park and there would be beer so naturally Billy and Dom were all for it. Anyway we set it all up for them in this place I found once. It was perfect, really romantic and junk. Then when we saw Billy and Dom were there we rang to say we couldn’t make it that Peter had called us both in last minute to give out about the practical joke we pulled the day before. But they just sat and talked like friends. I mean I was trying to get them together for a year in New Zealand and nada, zilch, nothing happening”
At this stage I’d like to point out that Viggo is doubled over on the couch crying with laugher. Obviously I am not pleased that he is mocking my foiled attempt at matchmaking.
“Hey it’s not funny here I am trying to help true love conquer and you’re laughing like its Saturday night live in here”
“Oh come on even you can admit its absolutely fucking hilarious”
Viggo cursing = sexy as hell. Wow who would a thunk it? Well me but hey I think Viggo = sexy. Hardly surprising, what can I do. I let out a loud sigh before pointing out his house is a sty and spend the next hour with him trying to make it look some way decent.
By the time we manage to make the house presentable I’m just as tired as I was before. And Viggo being Viggo noticed straight away and insisted I sit down and have a quiet drink with him and do nothing else for the rest of the night. Like I’m going to object to that. Warm fire, fine wine and hot Viggo. Though maybe not in that order.