Immortal | By : shibbydm Category: Individual Celebrities > Gerard Butler Views: 3471 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Banging on her door he felt better than he had in months. Finally he was here with someone he thought he could trusted, and if he couldn’t he was prepared to accept the pain because a few weeks with her seemed worth it. He had spent his day in bed, last night he had lain awake not wanting to snore, or hog space, or touch her anywhere in appropriate by accident. When he had returned he had jumped in the shower and crashed on his bed, waking in the afternoon he had dressed and ran downstairs, finding the house empty. The morning paper wasn’t where Ada usually left it for him, so he figured she had forgotten to buy it. Finding himself bored he walked around his gardens for a while then decided to head over to Lizzie’s earlier. Hoping she wouldn’t be too mad.
’Gerard?’ she smiled, ‘Your early’ she frowned, pulling a face at him and mock closing the door in his face. Inside she frowned, she was wet, with no make up on and messy hair, this wasn’t how he was supposed to see her, but it was too late now.
’Yeah’ he called, ‘but that’s a good thing, I wanted to see you. Have you just showered?’ he laughed, pushing his way through and staring at her dripping hair, she was hiding her body inside a bath robe but it was easy to make out her curves. ‘Oh lizzie bee’ he growled kicking the door shut with his foot and pulling her to him. ‘Kiss me’.
’All right’ she laughed, ‘But I am not happy about it’ she half smiled, giving her lips to his and losing herself to that bubbly feeling she felt every time he touched her.
’God I want you’ he sighed, pressing himself against her firmly. ‘Come on, Lets go’
’What?’ she laughed, ‘what do you mean? Go Where? I’m not even dressed’
’Get your passport; we can go anywhere you want! Then I can make you a woman’ he smiled, bobbing his eyebrows up and down, managing to look sexy and cute.
’Gerard, I would love to but I cant leave my job or my dog on such short notice, you know I cant. Plus I wont, I barely know you.’
‘you know me’ he growled, ‘You do’, running his hands along her waist he kissed her neck tenderly. ‘Come on, you deserve a holiday. I need one too, surely someone can look after everything for a few days, and out there it is just you and I. We can get to know each other’
Lizzie was warming to the idea the more he offered, she couldn’t remember the last time she went away, and the idea of a romantic few days alone with him was too much to take in. ‘Get to know each other hey?’ she purred, running her hand down his back and nipping at his bottom lip, ‘How well’
Gerard’s eyes flashed, ‘In’ he whispered, kissing her softly, ‘Side’, he ran his hands along her neckline while pecking her on the lips once more, ‘Out’ he smiled, happy with his witty comeback and kissed her once more. Tyson barked wildly interrupted their embrace. He was running around with his lead in his mouth impatiently, nudging Lizzie with his head.
’Damn, I haven’t walked him’
’I’ll walk him if you like, you can pack’ he smiled. Reaching down to grab the lead from Tyson’s mouth.
’All right’ she giggled, suddenly feeling very excited by the idea of this week and all it had to offer. ‘Well give me two minutes; I need to find some poop bags for my lovely doggy. I am sure you will love picking it up. You better had as well’ she glared at him, turning to face the dog she found him shredding the paper she had delivered. ‘Oh Tyson’ she fumed, pulling the paper from his mouth, ‘I haven’t even read that yet!’
Gerard laughed, ‘I haven’t read the paper today yet, I might get one while I walk him.’
’He always eats it, its stupid. Oh and I wouldn’t go into town, Tyson hates other dogs remember, your best going to your place.’ She smiled, tossing a bag in his hand, kissing him softly on the cheek she ushered him out the door. ‘See you soon’ she winked, closing the door on him and her dog. Gerard stared down and Tyson and pulled a face, ‘You stink’ he frowned, pulling the dog along, and heading toward his house.
Margaret had been fretting about the kitchen not sure what to make of anything. She was very surprised that Gerard hadn’t called her as he always did when he was upset ‘Why wouldn’t he have called?’ she asked, pouring more tea into Adas cup.
’I don’t think he has seen the papers, he seemed happy as punch when he came in this morning. Bounced upstairs and when I came back from your house he wasn’t here. That’s why I called, to see if he was there. I didn’t mean to pull you out here!’
’Oh I can’t settle until I see him now. God I hope he is ok. I can’t believe that little hussy is saying this. She can’t be serious, how can he believe its his. How can he even want her back.. ‘
’You don’t know that he does’ Ada soothed, ‘He seems very happy with Elizabeth’ she smiled, ‘I’ve never seen him all flushed and giggling before, not even with Katy’
Margaret smiled, and with a little flutter of hope in her stomach she stood up and looked out the window. ‘Ada, is that my son covered in mud?’
’Tyson Drop it’ Gerard laughed, for the last 20 minute he had been running around wildly chasing the dog, and throwing his ball to and fro. After several tug of wars and many jumps, Gerard had found himself knocked backwards into the mud, he didn’t have a choice the sheer size of the dog meant that even if he tried to stay standing, it didn’t work out. In truth he felt free and happy running about like a child, he threw the ball once more and watched Tyson tear off after it. Turning to face the house he saw his mother tearing after him and jumped. ‘Hey ma’ he shouted, running toward her, ‘What are you doing here?’
’Gerard James Butler’ she shouted, ‘where have you been, I have been worried sick’
’I went to Lizzie’s. Oh Ada I am off tonight, sorry but I am taking Lizzie away for a few days, then when I return I will be packing to move to London.’
’Gerard, are you ok?’ Ada began, finally catching up with Margaret.
’Sure, why wouldn’t I be?’ he smiled, peering down the garden at the dog, who was running back toward them.
’I don’t think its wise to run’ Ada began, but was silenced by a dig in th side from Margaret.
’’Why would I run?’ Gerard asked, staring at the woman.
’I’m sure Ada meant run from the dog, he looks big enough. Well have a lovely time with Lizzie, cal me before you leave wont you. I must get home and et the tea on, Ada do you fancy a cup?’
the two woman smiled pleasantly at Gerard, and he was taken aback for a second, by the time he realised he wasn’t giving his full attention to the dog it was to late. Within seconds he found himself on his back with Tyson dribbling above him.
‘Why are you smiling like that?’ Ada questioned, walking alongside Margaret back to the house, ‘He wont like that you didn’t tell him’
’ I don’t care, if I tell him now he will cal off his weekend and that beautiful smile will leave his face. However if he enjoys his time with Lizzie he might think twice about getting back with Katy’
’No one said he was getting back with Katy, he cant be that stupid’ Ada shouted, ‘I think you should tell him’
’I will tell him when he gets back, but no doubt he will find out before then, and he can work it through, and don’t be too sure about that Katy, she had him wrapped around her finger. Do you think I would lie to my son like this if I didn’t think it was for the best?’
’Alright have it your way, but I had no part of this’ Ada insisted.
‘Mum’ Lizzie groaned, holding the phone away from her ear as her mother rambled on. Pressing it back to her head she was relieved to see she had finally let her get a word in edgeways. ‘I trust him. It will be fine. Yes I know I barely know him, but this is my chance to do so. Look will you mind the dog or not.. Christ I don’t have time to. Yes, I know. I’m sorry. Yes I am sorry to Jesus too.. I’ll tell him later. You will? Thank you’ Slamming the phone down she wanted to scream at the sheer pedantic ness of the woman. However, now she was sorted. Her mother would mind Tyson, Bunny would keep an eye on the flat, she was packed, and her assistant was more than happy to cover for her for the next week or so, provided she got all the details when she returned. Checking her watch she was surprised at how long he had been, she hoped he hadn’t had an trouble. But she heard a familiar thud at the door and knew it was her dopey dog head butting the door. AS she opened it she caught sight of Gerard and collapsed with laughter.
’What on earth happened?’
’He jumps’ Gerard laughed, releasing Tyson into he house, where he ran to drink loudly from his water bowl. ‘Are you ready?’
’Sure am’ she smiled, nodding toward her case. Gerard walked forward and lifted it, while she ran out back to say goodbye to her dog.
Joining him outside she locked up and left her key under the flowerpot for Bunny to get when she came back from work.
’Will he be ok?’ Gerard asked.
’Yeah mum is collecting him in an hour, I’ve said my goodbyes, all I need now Is a big kiss and to be told where we are going’
’I can sort out one of those for you, but the whereabouts is a surprise!’ Grinning he dropped her case and pulled her for a kiss.
’Don’t hug me, your covered in mud’ she shouted.
When they reached Gerard home, he dropped her case in the hallway and pulled his shirt over his head, throwing it on the floor beside the washing machine, he watched her walk across and peer out of the window. ‘I thought you only had one horse?’ she questioned.
’Ah, you have seen my queen have you’ he smiled, opening the patio door for her to step out. ‘Yes Whitney is back, she has to leave when Johnston is randy, otherwise I will have baby horses, and I don’t want those’ he smiled, ‘Go down and see her if you like, she id very gentle. I am going to run upstairs and have a quick shower if you don’t mind, unless you want to join me’ he smiled, kissing her head.
’I’ll take the horse’ she laughed, stroking his chest softly before walking off toward the stables. Gerard watched her skip down and turned back inside, thinking a cold shower would do him very well.
Lizzie walked to the fence and smiled as the brown mare walked over toward her, she was much smaller then her partner, and she could see Johnston casting a glare at her as he kept a watchful eye on his companion. Reaching out Lizzie rubbed her hand softly down the mare’s neck, smiling at how soft she felt. Walking away from the stable she found the house at the back were the food and tack was kept, grabbing a few carrots she headed back around and fed one carefully to the mare. Smiling as Johnston plodded over to investigate, she fed him one too, then backed away sitting on the floor, she sat in the sun watching them together.
Unaware of how long she had sat there, she felt warm hands stroke her shoulder and grinning up at Gerard. He had changed into some loose fitting jeans and a white shirt, which he didn’t have buttoned up entirely to the top.
’I think, you would have more luck riding Whitney.’ He whispered, pushing her softly forward.
’Oh Gerard no’ she laughed, pushing back against him, swirling round she put her hands on his chest and smiled, she was glad he hadn’t shaved, she loved his stubble.
’Oh Gerard yes’ he groaned, ‘I will make you cry that’ he smiled, kissing her on the lips, ‘We have 3 hours until our plane leaves from the airport. I want to ride’
’I want to ride too’ she smiled, her eyes glittering.
’Great, I’ll get the stable boy to saddle them up’
’I wasn’t thinking about riding the horse’ she purred, kissing him forcefully on the mouth.
’Jesus, you know how to seduce a guy don’t you?’ he smiled, pushing her to the horses.
20 minutes later Lizzie found herself atop Whitney, trying not to show how scared she was, Gerard was beside her atop Johnston, leading both the horses along. After a quick demonstration about how to use the reigns and how to make her move, Lizzie felt a tad more confident, but now completely happy. To her horror Gerard winked at her and kicked Johnston into action galloping off into the fields ahead, she watched him jump a hedge and turn around.
’Show off’ lizzie shouted, watching him perform a few fancy horse trick he had clearly picked up throughout his acting career. As he trotted back beside her she smiled, he was smiling from ear to ear. Taking a stance beside her they walked along pleasantly for a half an hour or so, talking about life and how they felt about certain things. When the subject of him leaving for London came up, he shrugged it off saying they would cross that bridge when they came to it. As they turned around and headed back to the house, Lizzie felt a lot more secure on Whitney, and even kicked her into a slow gallop, laughing as Gerard fell behind her in shock. As usual he shot along ahead of her, showing off with his talents once more. After jumping off the horses, Gerard started to fuss about getting ready for the taxi which was due to arrive within an hour, Lizzie felt her head was spinning this was too good to be true.
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