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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,247
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.
confessions and confusion
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Thank god I didn’t go out tonight I think this is possibly one of the best nights in my life. I know that must sound somewhat pathetic, I mean all we’re doing is talking but it’s me and Orlando and no interruptions. Still having a problem with lists it seems I now have fifty two reasons not to tell him but worse I’ve come up with reasons why I should. This is really worrying me now. Something else is worrying me too. Orlando, something isn’t right with him. He just doesn’t seem to be himself, maybe it’s jetlag but well something just isn’t right.
“Orlando look enough alright, as entertaining as it is to hear about this practical joke that you pulled on a bunch of poor defenseless extras I want you to cut this out”
“Cut what out look you wanted to know what I’ve been up to so I’m telling you”
He’s mad, I didn’t mean to get him mad but I have to know what’s wrong I can’t stand the thought that he is in pain and won’t let mlp hlp him. He’s been skirting around me ever since we sat down he’s fidgeting even worse then I do and he never fidgets unless he has something to hide. There’s something he’s not saying.
“Orlando this isn’t what I meant, what’s happened to you. You’ve lost weight, you look so tired and, and you’re just not acting yourself anymore just please tell me”
“Did you ever think maybe I’m just maturing? Growing up? People do that you know, even brats like me”
“Orlando you are not a brat, you never were. You are already as mature as you need to be and there’s a difference between maturing and changing. Please just tell me what’s wrong maybe I can help, maybe not, but I’ll listen to you either way”
Something seems to have snapped in him with my soft words. I’m trying to be comforting I don’t want to push him away. I think I’ve gotten through, his eyes carry a heavy sheen of unshed tears and he’s biting his bottom lip. He looks so vulnerable right now I just want to gather him up in my arms and never let him go again. Never let him be hurt again.
“It’s just its hard vig so much harder than I thought it would be”
“What, the business? It’s not easy I know, especially when you got as huge as you have so fast Orlando”
“It’s not the business Vig! I love the business. Traveling all over the world, acting, getting to live this amazing dream life. I even like doing promotions. I got to go on MTV man! I never thought I’d be on MTV. It’s, it’s not the business it’s something else”
“Well what is it then? You can tell me Orli please”
“It’s the loneliness Vig, that’s what it is. It’s killing me”
Orlando was crying now, tears falling freely down his cheeks. I react before fully thinking and gather him up in my arms just like I wanted to do. I talk softly to him not whispering but not speaking loudly either.
“Orli, Orli There’s no need to be lonely, how can someone as wonderful as you be lonely! You make friends so easily I’ve seen you do it please Orli. It’s ok I’m here you don’t have to be lonely now.”
“That’s the worst thing you know I didn’t even know what was wrong ‘till I got here last night and this morning, everything just clicked. The reason I didn’t bother eating was because I didn’t have you or Ian to pester me to look after myself. The reason I haven’t bothered going out in months is cos I don’t see the point if the gangs not there. Kate couldn’t understand it either she said I was being melodramatic and that after a few more movies I’d probably never see any of you again. I think her saying that scared me a little. Got me bloody angry too! How could she think I was that shallow that I’d stop being friends with all of you just because I was getting more work all of a sudden? I don’t think she ever really knew me.”
“Is that why you broke it off with her?”
Why did I ask that? I shouldn’t be prying. There’s something in his eyes though, he may be a good actor but he always was a terrible liar. He’s hiding something again.
“Partly, yeah but it was more than that. I mean we barely ever saw each other. I know we were both working but still. I saw you more times when I was filming in the Caribbean than I even talked to her on the phone.”
“Well Orlando I’m practically a man of leisure here. I have a more flexible schedule than most—
“Don’t try and make excuses for her, or me for that matter. We could have made time if we wanted”
“Well then maybe it’s for the best eh, plenty more fish in the sea they say”
I swear I’m trying to sound sincere I swear. But the thought of Orlando in the arms of anyone but me hurts too much for me to sound truly enthusiastic. Orlando just mumbled something into my shirt but I can’t hear him properly.
“What was that Orli?”
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Oops. Note to self remember to say things just in you head from now on. No more saying things that should go unsaid. How could I have been so stupid? I have to think of something to say fast or Viggo will get suspicious. Say something, anything Orlando Bloom, just bloody speak.
“I said I don’t want anymore fish”
D’oh, D’oh, D’oh remember Orlando INSIDE your head from now on! Wait a second,
Viggo’s laughing! Bloody laughing after everything I just told him. Damn it now I’m angry.
“Hey what’s so fucking funny!?”
“Orlando I’m sorry but I know you too well to believe that”
“Maybe you don’t know me as well as you think Viggo”
I don’t know what possessed me to say that but I’m guessing it’s the same thing that drove me out of Viggo’s arms and onto the balcony that overlooks the cliffs outside Viggo’s home. I’ve never been this angry at Viggo before. How can he not see? Is he bloody blind? I can’t believe I was seriously considering telling him how I feel. I take a deep breath of air and try and stop the tears freshly forming in my eyes from falling. I didn’t realize it was cold out side until I felt Viggo’s warmth behind me.
“Orlando please don’t be mad at me”
“How else am I supposed to feel Vig? You’re talking like I’m some hormone crazed teenager who sleeps with every spare bit of tail going. I’m not like that”
“I know that, but well in New Zealand every time we were out you were always surrounded by tons of girls. You never seemed to not have a date”
I wonder if that laugh sounded as bitter in his ears as I feel it inside, maybe it’s time Viggo learned a few home truths about the real Orlando Bloom.
“Maybe I was surrounded by girls anytime you were out but you didn’t go out with us that much did you? And just cos I was surrounded by girls in a club doesn’t mean I ever brought one of them home. I never did you know, except when it got too hard and even then it wasn’t girls I brought home with me”
“When what got too hard? Orli help me out here I’m confused”
“Yeah well I’m not, never have been. I’m gay I’ve always known it, never been ashamed of it, never hid it from anyone till now. Now I’m bloody famous and my bloody fucking agent tells me sorry Orlando back in the closet with you. Can’t disappoint all the women going to see your pretty face in some film. That’s what’s been so hard. Not being able to tell a single soul hey I never really wanted Kate that was a neat little publicity stunt set up by my agent oh and by the way I’m gay and in love with one of my best friends!”
Well that’s the truth. The whole ugly truth. He’ll probably never speak to me again. He’s disgusted I’m sure. I’ve said all of this with my back to him guess I should turn around and face the Music.
Thank god I didn’t go out tonight I think this is possibly one of the best nights in my life. I know that must sound somewhat pathetic, I mean all we’re doing is talking but it’s me and Orlando and no interruptions. Still having a problem with lists it seems I now have fifty two reasons not to tell him but worse I’ve come up with reasons why I should. This is really worrying me now. Something else is worrying me too. Orlando, something isn’t right with him. He just doesn’t seem to be himself, maybe it’s jetlag but well something just isn’t right.
“Orlando look enough alright, as entertaining as it is to hear about this practical joke that you pulled on a bunch of poor defenseless extras I want you to cut this out”
“Cut what out look you wanted to know what I’ve been up to so I’m telling you”
He’s mad, I didn’t mean to get him mad but I have to know what’s wrong I can’t stand the thought that he is in pain and won’t let mlp hlp him. He’s been skirting around me ever since we sat down he’s fidgeting even worse then I do and he never fidgets unless he has something to hide. There’s something he’s not saying.
“Orlando this isn’t what I meant, what’s happened to you. You’ve lost weight, you look so tired and, and you’re just not acting yourself anymore just please tell me”
“Did you ever think maybe I’m just maturing? Growing up? People do that you know, even brats like me”
“Orlando you are not a brat, you never were. You are already as mature as you need to be and there’s a difference between maturing and changing. Please just tell me what’s wrong maybe I can help, maybe not, but I’ll listen to you either way”
Something seems to have snapped in him with my soft words. I’m trying to be comforting I don’t want to push him away. I think I’ve gotten through, his eyes carry a heavy sheen of unshed tears and he’s biting his bottom lip. He looks so vulnerable right now I just want to gather him up in my arms and never let him go again. Never let him be hurt again.
“It’s just its hard vig so much harder than I thought it would be”
“What, the business? It’s not easy I know, especially when you got as huge as you have so fast Orlando”
“It’s not the business Vig! I love the business. Traveling all over the world, acting, getting to live this amazing dream life. I even like doing promotions. I got to go on MTV man! I never thought I’d be on MTV. It’s, it’s not the business it’s something else”
“Well what is it then? You can tell me Orli please”
“It’s the loneliness Vig, that’s what it is. It’s killing me”
Orlando was crying now, tears falling freely down his cheeks. I react before fully thinking and gather him up in my arms just like I wanted to do. I talk softly to him not whispering but not speaking loudly either.
“Orli, Orli There’s no need to be lonely, how can someone as wonderful as you be lonely! You make friends so easily I’ve seen you do it please Orli. It’s ok I’m here you don’t have to be lonely now.”
“That’s the worst thing you know I didn’t even know what was wrong ‘till I got here last night and this morning, everything just clicked. The reason I didn’t bother eating was because I didn’t have you or Ian to pester me to look after myself. The reason I haven’t bothered going out in months is cos I don’t see the point if the gangs not there. Kate couldn’t understand it either she said I was being melodramatic and that after a few more movies I’d probably never see any of you again. I think her saying that scared me a little. Got me bloody angry too! How could she think I was that shallow that I’d stop being friends with all of you just because I was getting more work all of a sudden? I don’t think she ever really knew me.”
“Is that why you broke it off with her?”
Why did I ask that? I shouldn’t be prying. There’s something in his eyes though, he may be a good actor but he always was a terrible liar. He’s hiding something again.
“Partly, yeah but it was more than that. I mean we barely ever saw each other. I know we were both working but still. I saw you more times when I was filming in the Caribbean than I even talked to her on the phone.”
“Well Orlando I’m practically a man of leisure here. I have a more flexible schedule than most—
“Don’t try and make excuses for her, or me for that matter. We could have made time if we wanted”
“Well then maybe it’s for the best eh, plenty more fish in the sea they say”
I swear I’m trying to sound sincere I swear. But the thought of Orlando in the arms of anyone but me hurts too much for me to sound truly enthusiastic. Orlando just mumbled something into my shirt but I can’t hear him properly.
“What was that Orli?”
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Oops. Note to self remember to say things just in you head from now on. No more saying things that should go unsaid. How could I have been so stupid? I have to think of something to say fast or Viggo will get suspicious. Say something, anything Orlando Bloom, just bloody speak.
“I said I don’t want anymore fish”
D’oh, D’oh, D’oh remember Orlando INSIDE your head from now on! Wait a second,
Viggo’s laughing! Bloody laughing after everything I just told him. Damn it now I’m angry.
“Hey what’s so fucking funny!?”
“Orlando I’m sorry but I know you too well to believe that”
“Maybe you don’t know me as well as you think Viggo”
I don’t know what possessed me to say that but I’m guessing it’s the same thing that drove me out of Viggo’s arms and onto the balcony that overlooks the cliffs outside Viggo’s home. I’ve never been this angry at Viggo before. How can he not see? Is he bloody blind? I can’t believe I was seriously considering telling him how I feel. I take a deep breath of air and try and stop the tears freshly forming in my eyes from falling. I didn’t realize it was cold out side until I felt Viggo’s warmth behind me.
“Orlando please don’t be mad at me”
“How else am I supposed to feel Vig? You’re talking like I’m some hormone crazed teenager who sleeps with every spare bit of tail going. I’m not like that”
“I know that, but well in New Zealand every time we were out you were always surrounded by tons of girls. You never seemed to not have a date”
I wonder if that laugh sounded as bitter in his ears as I feel it inside, maybe it’s time Viggo learned a few home truths about the real Orlando Bloom.
“Maybe I was surrounded by girls anytime you were out but you didn’t go out with us that much did you? And just cos I was surrounded by girls in a club doesn’t mean I ever brought one of them home. I never did you know, except when it got too hard and even then it wasn’t girls I brought home with me”
“When what got too hard? Orli help me out here I’m confused”
“Yeah well I’m not, never have been. I’m gay I’ve always known it, never been ashamed of it, never hid it from anyone till now. Now I’m bloody famous and my bloody fucking agent tells me sorry Orlando back in the closet with you. Can’t disappoint all the women going to see your pretty face in some film. That’s what’s been so hard. Not being able to tell a single soul hey I never really wanted Kate that was a neat little publicity stunt set up by my agent oh and by the way I’m gay and in love with one of my best friends!”
Well that’s the truth. The whole ugly truth. He’ll probably never speak to me again. He’s disgusted I’m sure. I’ve said all of this with my back to him guess I should turn around and face the Music.