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Pixie Dust and Dark Voids	By : shibbydm Category: Individual Celebrities > Gerard Butler Views: 4192 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Gerard Butler. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Pixie Dust and Dark Voids
Author: Shibbydm
Summary: Gerry believed he had all he needed, then he met Jade and his world changed forever.
Rating: Over 18
Pairing(s): Gerard Butler and Jade
Feedback: Very much appreciated
Characters: I have created an image of Gerard Butler.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Gerard Butler; all other characters are entirely fictional. In fact his character himself is fictional since I know nothing of the mans personality. I am making no money off this story; it is purely for people’s entertainment.

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After sloshing his face with cold water Gerry stared into the mirror but was still unsatisfied with what he saw. A groan from the bed made him snap back to reality. Leaning against the cold tiles, he pulled his shirt back on and lit a cigarette.
Prodding his tired eyes again, he wondered why he picked up these women, why he was suddenly a one hello, one date, one shag, one goodbye kind of man. He was beginning to despise himself.

Feeling groggy, he tried to remember last night. He hadn’t felt anything while sitting opposite his date. He’d listened to her babble about her job, her life, her dull hairstyle. He had wanted to spontaneously combust with boredom. As she drank more, he swore to himself he would go straight to his hotel room alone. But when it came to the goodbye, he wanted to see, to check. She had literally been putty in his hands, but as usual he had felt nothing.
Something inside him was missing, he felt empty.
Grabbing his coat, he looked upon the sleeping woman, he couldn’t even remember her name. Inhaling hard, he grabbed his coat and left the hotel room.

”So that’s ok then, Gerry?” snapping out of his trance, he met the eyes of his agent. “What, no, huh?” rubbing his eyes he pulled Michelle into focus and desperately searched through his mind to work out what she had asked him.
She sat opposite him, rolling her eyes, and repeated the question, ‘Photo shoot at 12, interview at 3, and then you have the evening off. Are you ok? You’ve been really spaced lately.’
”I'm fine” Gerry lied “I'm just tired, Ill be ok” Rubbing his temples, he stood and headed for the door.
”How did it go with Emma last night? Are you going to see her again?”
”Who? . Oh umm…wasn’t bad”

Michelle watched Gerry stumble out of the office, bumping into an intern on the way and spilling her coffee all over the floor. Turning to hide her smile she pushed Emma out of her mind. She would think of a reason to explain to her friend that Gerry wasn’t interested anymore. Sliding around she could see Gerry apologising to the young woman offering to buy more coffee.

Water trickled over his naked body as Gerry leaned against the tiles in his shower. The cold feeling pleasant on his back and the warm water cleansed him of his night time activities. It wasn’t that he didn’t want a relationship, he’d grown up wishing for true love, but right now he had everything and nothing. None of the women he dated really cared about him. They cared about being seen at premieres, they cared about diamonds and sleek lingerie, nothing more.

Hearing the phone buzzing, he headed toward his kitchen, picking up a towel wrapping it around him. He hit speakerphone and opened his fridge. Michelle’s voice rang through his kitchen making him shudder.
“Change of plan sweetie. There’s a huge party going on in the west end tonight, lots of glitzy people, photographers you’ll hate it, but it will be good publicity as it’s for charity. So get your glad rags on, and you better not be drinking from the bottle again, you know that’s disgusting Gerry and when your mother calls, I’ll tell her”.
Removing his lips from the milk bottle, Gerry grabbed a glass and poured the milk. “How much do I pay you to be a pain in my arse again?”
Michelle laughed. “You’ll be picked up at 9, and I hope your shoot went well today!”
Gerry grimaced, “Not exactly” hearing Michelle breathe in and out slowly, he decided to change the subject. “Are you going tonight?”
”Sure, if I can persuade Dan to get out of the shower so I can have time to get changed”
”Shell, it’s 7pm. You have two hours”
”Exactly Gerry and I’m wasting my two hours talking to you, see you later chick. Bye, bye, bye”.
Gerry smiled as she hung up, but was screaming inwardly. How he hated these stupid glitzy dos. The only fun he would have would be the quick 15 minutes he was allowed to shake fans hands before being ushered into a room where the main event would be going on. Talking to fans made this all seem worthwhile, seeing them happy and proud to be talking with him gave him a feeling of comfort. Recently he just felt violated, he couldn’t go anywhere without photographer flashes, he couldn’t be seen out with anyone without rumours and he couldn’t trust people enough to form relationships.

After signing his name a few hundred times, he headed into the main arena and seriously considered taking up drinking again. Instead he headed to the buffet and glared at the crabsticks, dipping one in the pick thing next to it and biting. As he knew, it was disgusting, and he should have guessed the sauce would slip off the stick and land on his tux. Cursing inwardly he turned and faced the table completely, hiding his crotch and searching for a napkin. Then she appeared. A petite, rosy cheeked woman obviously laughing at his distress. Gerry couldn’t believe the cheek, he had never seen the girl before and she was laughing at him. But there was something impish about her that he couldn’t describe, suddenly he didn’t mind her laughing at him. In fact he was tempted to throw the bowl of paste over himself to see her dimples again.
At least she was being discreet about her amusement though; nobody else seemed to have noticed. She turned out however to be his angel as she disappeared and returned with a napkin, still giggling to herself and passed it to him. Then as quickly as she appeared she vanished into the crowd. Gerry arched his neck watching her walk away, her slender body in a beautiful pink ball gown. Unable to take his eyes off her, he cleaned him self up and followed. Finding her alone next to an ice carving of a swan, he admired her for a while. Her hair was shoulder length and black, flicking out at the sides; her shoulders had freckles dotted about them, her skin perfect. Leaning closer he discovered she smelt fantastic.

Jade felt his breath on her neck but remained still. This had turned out to be another dull party, full of dull people, in dull suits. All concerned about appearance and looks. Jade had only agreed to attend this event so she could buy this gown she had been fantasising about for weeks. Almost ready to scream with boredom, she had spotted a man looking every bit as uncomfortable as her. He seemed to be having a staring competition with a crabstick, so she swished over to watch. Only due to her giggle did he notice she saw him spill paste all down him. Feeling instantly guilty, she ran to find a napkin. Catching his eye as she passed it to him, her heart thudded, so she made an exit as quickly as she could. Now however, as she was deciding whether she could accidentally tip over this hideous swan to liven up the proceedings, she could sense him behind her. She could feel his breath on her neck and her hairs stood on end. Hearing the orchestra start up she closed her eyes and appreciated both the music and the feelings that were being forced upon her. Turning around, she suddenly stared into his eyes, and saw a longing in them.

Gerry stared back for what seemed like an age, until another young gentleman walked over and asked her to dance. Agreeing, she walked off but turned back to smile and stick out her tongue.
Gerry spent the rest of the night talking to Michelle and her spouse Dan, while watching the young lady out of the corner of his eye. As he walked over to refill his orange, she suddenly appeared in front of him. Staring at him again with an intensity he had only read about.
Offering her hand she led him onto the floor. Gerry felt her dancing like an angel around him, and pulled her close, breathing in her hair, her scent anything of her he could, he felt his heart thud.
After a few dances, Jade realised that they had been playing games and watching each other all night yet hadn’t spoken a single word. At the end of the song, he took her hand and kissed her fingers then turned and walked away. Narrowing her eyes, she laughed inwardly, not understanding this new game or trick. Suddenly she was swept away by some fool in a suit and danced with him impatiently. She pulled away from him when she saw Gerry walking over, his hands behind his back.

Gerry’s heart was pounding. He felt oddly happy. He hadn’t expected this night to be fun at all, holding the rose tightly in his hand, he stepped into her view and smiled at the young man she so quickly rejected. Holding out his rose to her, she accepted it, her dimples making his heart smile. This moment could have lasted forever.
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