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AM*OB	By : Tathiela Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 1372 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Orlando Bloom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Don't own him..Only adore him enough to make up stories about him..Yep..Comment let me know what you think :) It's not done..I keep getting new ideas and not finishing the old ones :-|

The Premier

Anne Marie could feel the excitement in the air, all around her little and let’s face it – not so little girls screamed their heads off. She sighed to herself. This was her first job; she was here to photograph the event, a movie premier. She picked up her photographer badge hanging around her neck and read off the title to herself: Kingdom Of Heaven. This, this job had become her dream after her lifelong dream had fallen through. She loved taking pictures, artistic mostly, but this was going to pay the bills – and it had its benefits she thought as she stared at the man walking by who she had long been a fan of. “Ild gld get used to this” she mused. She took a sip of her water, it was really rather how out and she still wasn’t accustomed to the L.A. weather, being from upstate New York herself. She liked it here thought – except for the heat, she hated the heat. There was plenty to do here, and she had fun.
She pulled her camera from where it rested on her hip and began snapping pictures and shouting out names of the celebrities passing by. She heard all the screaming and crying going on and silently wished they would all shut up as she was developing a headache. Then she heard it “Orlando.” She looked in awe, Orlando Bloom, a man she had long admired and quite frankly lusted after was slowly walking in her direction. She then screamed his name, pulled out a photograph and sharpie from her backpack, and continued shooting pictures until he made his way over tr ser section signing autographs and taking pictures with all the girls, who in turn melted into puddles of ecstatic goo before him.
Oh this was it, her shot to see, touch, and talk to Orlando freakin’ Bloom. Suddenly things started moving slowly before her, him, the people around here, everything but her heart. She held her breath as he spoke.
“In the wrong section aren’t you love?”
“What? Oh yes, well I wanted the chance to actually meet you, I don’t think I would have gotten that over there” She waved her arm in the direction of a hoard of photographers. He laughed “You’re right, I generally don’t stop to talk to those animals.”
“Yea, I learned that the hard way at your Pirates premier.”
“So what’s your name love?” Oh the way he looked at her made her feel as though they were the only two people in the world. She suddenly felt hotter than she was previously. The ground started spinning. She got out “Anne Marie” before the world went dark.
“Heat exhaustion” she heard someone say.
“Well no wonder, look at what’s she’s wearing.” Anne opened her eyes. “What? Is someone talking to me?”
“No love, we were just saying how silly you were for dressing like that in this weather. She heard an accent, a lovely British accent. She frowned “Like this?”
“Well, yes, you’re wearing sweatpants and a heavy hooded sweatshirt dear.” She suddenly realized where she was - on the ground, a paramedic kneeling next to her, and him – Orlando Bloom standing looking with concern written across his face.
He reaches his hand out offering it to Anne Marie. “You need to get out of the head Anne, come in and we’ll find you something cold to drink aye?” She took his hand and he helps her up off the ground. “So I don’t think we had time for proper introductions. I’m Orlando, as you apparently already knew, it’s just rude to note introduce yourself properly, in my opinion. “Wow” she thought “good looks and manners to boot.” “Well thank you kindly Mister Bloom” she winked at him and he smiled. “I think I already told you my name, but I’m Anne, Anne Marie Bloom” He looked a bit shocked, yes but smiled anyway. “It’s lovely to meet you Miss Bloom.” She laughed “Very much likewise Sir.” She turned to stare at the scene behind them, she had just walked down a red carpet on Orlando Blooms arm and she suddenly felt the need to stick her tongue out at all of the screaming girls.
Once inside things quieted down considerably and Orlando looked about the vast theatre and frowned. “You know, I don’t see any snack stands, do you?” She looked around the room seeing nothing; she raised her eyebrow and a corner of her mouth in confusion. “No, I don’t, how very odd.” “Oh hey a water fountain over by the restrooms.” He points off to the left and released her hand. She walked over to the fountain, holds her hair back, and takes a long badly needed drink of water. “Do you have a ticket ma’am?” She turns to see a really tall larecurecurity guard standing above her. “Um, no I don’t, Misteoom oom brought me in, I assumed I didn’t need a ticket for a drink of water.” “There’s a special premier today ma’am, you’re not allowed in without a ticket.” Anne Marie frowned. “Alright, allow me to find Mister Bloom and thank him, and then I will leave.” “No I can’t allow that.” The man took Anne Marie by the arm and started dragging her towards the exit. Orlando, standing in a small group of friends talking sees the man dragging her out and excuses himself, running over to the two. “Hey, hey whoa there, what’s going on?” The security guard scowled at Orlando. “She has no ticket Sir.” “Hey man, I just brought her in for a drink, she passed out outside.” “Very well sir, but she still needs a ticket to be in here. She’s going to have to go.” Orlando thought for a moment. “Hmm..” He scratches his chin “wait right here, please. Don’t go anywhere, and please don’t thror our out yet.” The guard swears under his breath but nods his understanding. “Hurry then.” The guard turns to Anne and snorts. “Ugh, actors and women.” Anne stared at the man in confusion. “He’s just being a gentleman which is more than I can say for you. Would you mind releasing my arm?” “Sure” he mumbled and let her arm drop to her side.
A few moments later found Orlando jogging towards them with something dangling in his hand. He steps in front of the guard putting the pass in front of his nose, handing it to Anne smirking. “Happy now?” Not waiting for an answer he takes Anne’s hand and they skulk off together. “Wow, you didn’t have to do that.” Anne said with a huge smile. “Eh I wanted to, besides, that guy was being a real jerk.” “Well he was rather forceful” Anne said rubbing up and down her arm where he had held it. “Bet it’ll bruise.” She winked at him. He stops walking with a frown, but seeing her grinning like the Cheshire cat, he laughs. “So Am, shall we go and see my movie?” “Is it any good?” Anne said with a smirk. Orlando glared at her for a moment before putting his arm around her shoulder and messing up her hair. “Let’s go see shall we.” He said with a grin. “Hey, watch the hair, I’ve been traumatized enough today. I don’t think I can take much more.”
They find two empty seats somewhere near the front of the theatre, take their seats and wait for the movie to begin. Orlando would stand every so often and scan the quickly filling theatre, apparently for someone, looking more and more dejected each passing moment. “You look as though you’re waiting for someone Orlando.” He frowns and looks down at Anne. “Huh?” She asks again. “Waiting for someone? You look worried.” He thinks a moment then speaks. “Oh, well. Yea I am waiting for someone actually.” He sits back down. “My er, very dear friend, she and I got into a very big argument this past weekend and I haven’t heard a word from her since. She promised me she would be here though, this isn’t like her.” He sighed. “Oh well.” Anne looked in his eyes large with worry and apparent hurt. “Hey, if she promised she would be here I’m sure she will be. I don’t imagine it’s very easy to break a promise made to someone as adorably handsome as you Orlando.” She pats him on the head. “I’m sure she has good reason as well if she can’t make it tonight.” He smiles shyly, still not used to and comfortable with all the female attention that seems to go along with stardom. He reaches down and puts his hand on her knee. “Thank you, you’re very sweet.” She smiled and then put a finger in front of her mouth. “Oh hey your movie is about to start.” She grabs his hand that’s resting on her knee and squeezes it for comfort.
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