Losing My Mind
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Category:
Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,309
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.
Together At Last
Title: Together At Last
Author: Hazel (hethumeleth@luukku.com)
Summary: Being apart is the worst thing when you're lovers. Finally getting together is something that makes you feel like you are able to fly.
Paring: OB/Matt Damon
Rating: PG
Series: Losing My Mind 4/??
Disclaimer: Have never met the guys so can't know anything. Totally fictional.
Feedback: Yes, please. Flames welcome also. Mail me at hethumeleth@luukku.com
Archive: OK, just let me know.
Author's notes: My home is my family and my friends. My home is what I love. Always try to find your way home in case you’re not there.
Thanks to: Trish/Tuuli who beta'd this: you're one of my homes just for being a good friend.
Web-site: www.nic.fi/~teroma/CrazyCorne
~~
~~~
Orlando's POV
Home sweet home. That's where I'm going to be in an hour or two. The kitchen, the living room and the bedroom. All his. The backyard and its beautiful flowers. Yellow roses and green grass. All his.
And Matt. His eyes lips and ears. His laughter and the way he always makes me enjoy life even more. Matt. I'm gonna see hiain.ain. How long has it been? At least three months.
Three months. Has it really been *that* long? I guess it has. My God. Time just seems to fly when we're making a movie. Sad that it's all over now. Well, except for the re-shoots and shit.
I'm glad to see Matt again. To hold him and to kiss him. To make him love me more. To make him feel like he's the only thing on the planet for me. I will do everything in my power to make him as mine as possible.
"This is the cap. We. We're landing in five minutes and I’m asking you to put on your seatbelts."
We're landing. Where's the seatbelt? Oh, there it is. And the other end's… over there. And gum… there. I hate planes. And landings and lift-offs. Well actually, my ears don't like them.
Damon. Damon, Damon.
"Sir, we have landed. Can I assist you with your jacket?"
I look at the jacket she is holding. "That's not mine. It's the dark brown one."
She offers me my jacket and I get up and put it on. The plane is empty, I notice. Like in a dream I walk to the door and then down the corridor.
I don't hear anything. I don't see. My heart beats in my chest like never before. I'm afraid I'm dead or having the strangest dream of my life. I wait. I wait for the miracle I know will come. Eventually and when I least expect. It will come.
I look around in the hall. It's bigger than what I remembered. It's too bright and still I look around, eyes in pain. I search, I seek. I see you. Like an angel. Light makes love to you, at least that's what it looks like.
You wave at me and my heart stops and then jumps. I love you.
There are too many people between us but I need you. I push people aside and head to you. It seems like nobody wants us together and I have to use all my strength to get the people from my way.
Finally I stand in front of you. I don't touch you, I don't talk. I'm waiting for my heart to calm down, to my mind be clear. Then I lean closer as you do the same and we kiss. I'm home.
~~~
Damon's POV
Finally. He's coming home. Home, to me. I'm so glad the movie's finished now. I can't be left alone again. Not for four months and sixteen days I can't. Orli's just so wonderful. I could die for him. I could.
Well, now he's coming home for a long time. At least I hope that it's going to be a long time. Otherwise I *will* go crazy. Or start an affair. And *that* I don't want to do. And besides, Orli would tear me apart if I ever did something like that.
Where the fuck is that plane? I need to see Orlando. To hug him and to make him feel very welcome. I really missed the man. Well, miss. He isn't here yet, is he?
His way of making everything work the way they should. His cooking and the mornings in bed together. The surprises in life when he's around. The positive glow that's all around him and everything he touches.
"Flight 175 from New Zealand has landed. Gate 16."
I look around in a hurry. Where am I? And where's gate 16? I start running down the hall, watching the big numbers on big signs all around me. There! 16. I run faster.
Gate 16. I'm right in front of it. I don\ee yee you. There're too many people. I can't find you. Where are you?
My heart loves you. It tells me I love you. It tells me by beating fast in me, making me breathe heavily. There're no people anymore, still I can't see you.
Then, like a god, you walk out of the darkness of the corridor and I gasp for air. My heart stops and then it beats a couple of extra beats. I am feeling free and relived when I see you. When I know you're going to be in my arms. In my heart and in my mind for an eternity and longer.
I wave at you and you walk to me with a smile. You find a way to get to me through the people between us. Somehow, even though it seemed impossible, you make your way to me.
You stand in front of me, I can feel your breath on my face. I don't want to break the magic surrounding us. I don't touch, I don't speak. I force myself to be still, to calm myself. Then I lean closer as you do the same and we kiss. You're home.
-loppu-
.
Author: Hazel (hethumeleth@luukku.com)
Summary: Being apart is the worst thing when you're lovers. Finally getting together is something that makes you feel like you are able to fly.
Paring: OB/Matt Damon
Rating: PG
Series: Losing My Mind 4/??
Disclaimer: Have never met the guys so can't know anything. Totally fictional.
Feedback: Yes, please. Flames welcome also. Mail me at hethumeleth@luukku.com
Archive: OK, just let me know.
Author's notes: My home is my family and my friends. My home is what I love. Always try to find your way home in case you’re not there.
Thanks to: Trish/Tuuli who beta'd this: you're one of my homes just for being a good friend.
Web-site: www.nic.fi/~teroma/CrazyCorne
~~
~~~
Orlando's POV
Home sweet home. That's where I'm going to be in an hour or two. The kitchen, the living room and the bedroom. All his. The backyard and its beautiful flowers. Yellow roses and green grass. All his.
And Matt. His eyes lips and ears. His laughter and the way he always makes me enjoy life even more. Matt. I'm gonna see hiain.ain. How long has it been? At least three months.
Three months. Has it really been *that* long? I guess it has. My God. Time just seems to fly when we're making a movie. Sad that it's all over now. Well, except for the re-shoots and shit.
I'm glad to see Matt again. To hold him and to kiss him. To make him love me more. To make him feel like he's the only thing on the planet for me. I will do everything in my power to make him as mine as possible.
"This is the cap. We. We're landing in five minutes and I’m asking you to put on your seatbelts."
We're landing. Where's the seatbelt? Oh, there it is. And the other end's… over there. And gum… there. I hate planes. And landings and lift-offs. Well actually, my ears don't like them.
Damon. Damon, Damon.
"Sir, we have landed. Can I assist you with your jacket?"
I look at the jacket she is holding. "That's not mine. It's the dark brown one."
She offers me my jacket and I get up and put it on. The plane is empty, I notice. Like in a dream I walk to the door and then down the corridor.
I don't hear anything. I don't see. My heart beats in my chest like never before. I'm afraid I'm dead or having the strangest dream of my life. I wait. I wait for the miracle I know will come. Eventually and when I least expect. It will come.
I look around in the hall. It's bigger than what I remembered. It's too bright and still I look around, eyes in pain. I search, I seek. I see you. Like an angel. Light makes love to you, at least that's what it looks like.
You wave at me and my heart stops and then jumps. I love you.
There are too many people between us but I need you. I push people aside and head to you. It seems like nobody wants us together and I have to use all my strength to get the people from my way.
Finally I stand in front of you. I don't touch you, I don't talk. I'm waiting for my heart to calm down, to my mind be clear. Then I lean closer as you do the same and we kiss. I'm home.
~~~
Damon's POV
Finally. He's coming home. Home, to me. I'm so glad the movie's finished now. I can't be left alone again. Not for four months and sixteen days I can't. Orli's just so wonderful. I could die for him. I could.
Well, now he's coming home for a long time. At least I hope that it's going to be a long time. Otherwise I *will* go crazy. Or start an affair. And *that* I don't want to do. And besides, Orli would tear me apart if I ever did something like that.
Where the fuck is that plane? I need to see Orlando. To hug him and to make him feel very welcome. I really missed the man. Well, miss. He isn't here yet, is he?
His way of making everything work the way they should. His cooking and the mornings in bed together. The surprises in life when he's around. The positive glow that's all around him and everything he touches.
"Flight 175 from New Zealand has landed. Gate 16."
I look around in a hurry. Where am I? And where's gate 16? I start running down the hall, watching the big numbers on big signs all around me. There! 16. I run faster.
Gate 16. I'm right in front of it. I don\ee yee you. There're too many people. I can't find you. Where are you?
My heart loves you. It tells me I love you. It tells me by beating fast in me, making me breathe heavily. There're no people anymore, still I can't see you.
Then, like a god, you walk out of the darkness of the corridor and I gasp for air. My heart stops and then it beats a couple of extra beats. I am feeling free and relived when I see you. When I know you're going to be in my arms. In my heart and in my mind for an eternity and longer.
I wave at you and you walk to me with a smile. You find a way to get to me through the people between us. Somehow, even though it seemed impossible, you make your way to me.
You stand in front of me, I can feel your breath on my face. I don't want to break the magic surrounding us. I don't touch, I don't speak. I force myself to be still, to calm myself. Then I lean closer as you do the same and we kiss. You're home.
-loppu-
.