Better Days | By : fitzsns Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 2554 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Interlude Four:
"I'll Follow You"
New York City
February, 2002
It wasn’t perfect. She knew that first times with someone new never were. Not that she had a lot to compare it to. She’d only had two boyfriends before. The way he smiled at her before he fell alseep made up for it. Making love was only ever perfect in the movies. Faye knew that she and Danny would eventually find their rhythm, so to speak. After all they’d have the rest of their lives to practise.
Faye smirked as Danny murmured in his sleep. Something about ‘french fried tadpols’… He was even goofy in his sleep. That was one of things that she was pleasently surprised to discover about him. That underneath that charming exterior that she fell for was a big dork.
She curled up on her side, tucking her hands under her chin so she could watch him more comfortably. She wondered momentarily if watching someone sleep was as creepy as it sounded but she decided that it wasn’t so odd to want to observe the person you love at their most peaceful.
Faye never considered herself to be the kind of girl to let herself get wrapped up so completey in a guy. She never had before. Faye had always been so focused on her future. In high school, there had been guys she’d seen but she never let anyone get in the way of her work. She’d had a life, of course; friends, parties, sports, clubs… But no one person had ever managed to distract her from her goals. She had a plan, after all.
She graduated top of her class. She could have gone to any college or university she’d wanted but money was tight at home. Not tight enough to warrant any meaningful financial aid- the federal government’s favorite irony, she imagined. So she went to Rugters for her undergrad work. It was a state school so she could save the majority of her money for Law School. After all, why drop a hundred thousand dollars on an ivy league school just for a BA degree.
It all made sense to her.
She had a plan. And plans were plans. She’d been preparing for the LSATs since before the SATs. She was going to a first tier law school come hell or high water.
None the less, things were changing in her mind. Her dream school was Stanford but it was all the way across the country. She only had one more year left at Rutgers after this semester and then it would be three years in California. A lot could change in a year. A lot had changed in the month since she’d met Danny. He’d be graduating Law School in May. His father had a firm in New York. He’d start there as soon as he passed the Bar Exam. If things kept progressing they way they were, by the time she’d be going away their relationship could be really serious. What if he didn’t want a long distance relationship for that long? What if she didn’t want to leave him?
Faye’s brow crinkled at the thought. What if she didn’t want to leave him? It was like someone had thrown a bucket of cold water on her. She slipped out of bed and Danny didn’t stir. She got dressed quickly and grabbed her cigarettes from her bag- the ones she had sworn to Danny she had stopped smoking.
And she had stopped. Around him, at least. Cold turkey is tough.
Before she left the room, she wrapped his coat around her and grabbed his key-card. She just wanted some fresh air and a smoke. She had to think.
Twenty minutes and two cigarettes later, Faye had failed to clear her head, working herself into a downright state of panic. She didn’t know when it happened, but somewhere in the last four weeks, she’d become someone who needed someone. She supposed it wasn’t a bad thing- to need someone. But it certainly wasn’t something she was used to. It was scary and she wasn’t sure if she was ready to have someone in her life that mattered more than the goals she’d set for herself. But wasn’t that what love was? Being willing to sacrafice? Being willing to put someone else first? But it had only been a month… was this even love that she was feeling?
“I thought you quit?”
Faye looked up startled, seeing Danny standing above her, shivering in the February cold. “I did,” she countered sheepishly, flicking away the butt of her second cigarette. “For the most part.”
“Something wrong?”
“I was just thinking about some things.”
“Like what?” he said, his voice laced with concern as he took a seat next to her on the bench. “It’s freezing out here.”
Faye grimaced delicately, remembering that it was his coat that she was clutching to her body. “Sorry I took your coat. You can have-”
“No it’s alright. I’m just worried about you. You seemed fine before and now you look like… I don’t even know.”
“I’m going to Stanford,” she said suddenly.
“Right now?”
“After I graduate. If I get in. It’s… it’s always been my goal. It’s been that dot on the horizon I’ve been heading to since I was a kid. I was thinking about…” Faye trailed off, not knowing if she was stupid or desperate enough to actually tell him the truth about what had been bothering her.
“About?”
“Don’t freak out on me, okay? I know this is still new but I think about things… you and me maybe being together when I’m going away and I just freaked out a little.”
“So you can freak out and I can’t?” he asked with a laugh.
“Not really a teasing time, Danny. I was thinking that this has been going so well and what if, in a year, we’re still together and I…”
“Don’t want to leave?”
“Yeah,” she nodded, her voice all but inaudable. She was desperately afraid to meet his eyes but when he put an arm around her and pulled her to him, she sank into him gratefully.
“And you’re scared that if you’re willing to give up a goal you’ve had for years, what else might you be willing to sacrafice for some Ivy League rich boy?”
She could feel the heat of a blush on her cheeks as she burrowed further into his embrace. “Not how I’d put it but…”
“Faye, I understand. I’ve thought about us having a future too.”
“You have?” she asked, lifting her head to look at him for the first time since he came outside.
“Yeah,” he answered as if there should never have been any doubt. “How about this? We take everything as it comes. No more worries about things that may or may not happen. But if it will ease your mind, I will tell you this. If it comes down to it… If you get into Stanford, if this thing we’ve started is as strong as I think it is and we’re are still together, I’ll buy some sunscreen and I’ll follow you to California.”
Faye could hardly believe what she was hearing. “Are you serious?”
“Of course. I’ll even take the California Bar Exam just in case. See? Nothing to worry about.”
Faye smiled, her eyes watery from hope rather than fear. “Okay.”
“Alright, now come back to bed.”
As they made their way back up to his room, Faye felt herself falling just a little more in love with Danny Hamilton.
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