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Immortal	By : shibbydm Category: Individual Celebrities > Gerard Butler Views: 3471 -:- 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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‘Baby’ he whispered, his hands tightening on her chest, ‘please, please don’t make this harder than it already is.’ A sniff gave away her tears and he turned his head into her chest, pressing his face into her as much as he could, he could hear her heartbeat violent and fast. A sensation alike to warm water flooding over him took him by surprise, she loved him and she said it like she meant it. Instead of like before when he felt she had said it to make him feel better. ‘Its already killing me, I would give anything to stay for you, anything but its not possible.’
’I know;’ she whimpered, ‘God I know. But say you don’t?’ she smiled, lifting his head to meet her kiss, kneeling up against him she clung to him, ‘Say you blow the show and stay here with me, your happy here, I am happy here. We can be this happy forever, see?’
Gerard sat backwards onto his bum, his head drooped forward he felt utterly desolate. Lizzie sat staring up at him, waiting with tear filled eyes for an answer she desperately craved yet knew she would never get. Why was she doing this? Acting like a spoilt brat, he had a career and she knew that. As she looked up she stared into his eyes as he raised his head. ‘I’m sorry’ she whispered, climbing off the bed, she pulled on her skirt and began looking for her bra. Gerard didn’t move, he sat rooted to the spot. ‘You know rehearsals haven’t started yet’ he croaked, turning his head to watch her reaction. ‘They could get somebody else no problem.’
’Gerard you want this, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to guilt trip you, I just… Oh I don’t know what I just’ Lizzie grabbed at her hair and ran it through her fingers. ‘Oh god I feel like shit’ she cried, pulling her shirt on and pulling her hair into a ponytail. Lifting his shirt from the floor she walked over and draped it around his shoulders, pulling a face when he refused to co-operate. Scolding him like she would do one of her children she instructed him on how to put his arms in the sleeves, then buttoned him up. Stroking his face she smiled, ‘It will be ok darling. Come on smile. Smile for me, in fact no’ she groaned when he refused to smile, ‘don’t you dare smile, come on! I mean it, don’t do it, if you smile we are totally over and I never want to see you again’ she grinned as the corners of his mouth began to twitch. ‘I’m serious, quit laughing, no more sex, nothing you can get out and take you damn odd socks with you’. The sound of his laughter hit her and she hugged him tightly, squeaking as he pulled her backwards and lay holding her.’ Its not what I want Lizzie, I took that job because I wanted to take my mind off Katy. I’ve done that, damn I don’t even think about her anymore’ he laughed, ‘you are all I think about, and I am not moving to London, I am staying here. With you’
’Gerard no, not because of me, please look I don’t want you to. I hate you, you smell really bad. Don’t you give up your career, I seriously hate you’ she shouted, kissing him between words, ‘The idea is painfully romantic, but no. You have to go!’
‘Nothing will make me go, nothing you say. So get off me, let me find my trousers and I am going to call my agent.’ He battled to push her off him but she gripped him tightly, Stop pinching’ he yelled, biting at her. ‘Pinch me one more time and I will slap your arse, do you hear me. Right that’s it, get here’ Lizzie screamed and jumped from him, running as fast as she could she flew over the hall and screamed as the hallway mat slipped slightly, half laughing she dived down the stairs and turned just in time to see him jump onto the mat. Her blood froze as it slipped further and he slammed into the wall, twisting his footing he yelled as he fell head first down the stairs and landed with a sickening crunch a few feet from her feet. A few seconds of silence passed before she began screaming.

‘What the hell were you doing, tearing about the house anyway?’ Margaret scolding, ‘Honest to god, you could have killed yourselves. I’m going to find the nurse and then you are in for the grilling of your lives’ she shouted, walking off down the corridor. Gerard and Lizzie turned to face each other, both had been trying to hide a smile for the last few minutes, and now she had left they burst into laughter.
’Oh well, I’m not going to London now’ Gerard laughed, ‘it worked out ok for me’. Lizzie followed his eyes down his body to his leg, now encased in plaster cast up to his knee. Glancing back up she smiled at the huge bump on his head, now a funny purple colour, it looked cute for some reason. He had forced her to kiss it better earlier. ‘A nice snapped leg, and 6 weeks rest, plus I get to move in with you of course.’
’Excuse me?’ Lizzie choked on laughter, ‘I don’t think so buddy’.
’You are the reason I am an invalid, so you are going to take care of me’ he demanded, ‘We can eat romantic dinners, watch all the musicals we can view in a day’ he smiled, as she crept along his chest and inched closer to his mouth. ‘I will sing for you, you can give me bed baths, we can cuddle all night, then all day, how’s that sound? He whispered.
’Heavenly’ she whispered back, Gerard opened his mouth slightly and groaned as she slipped her tongue in between his lips. His hands grabbed her head and pulled her closer.
A loud cough from the doorway broke them apart and Gerard smiled at his mother, she was stood with her arms crossed trying to look annoyed, but she beamed watching her son fall in love. ‘Your brother is on his way to collect us, his isn’t over!” she growled. Storming off once more. Lizzie smiled ‘Come on peg leg lets get you up’ she smiled, offering her arm for him to lean on. Gerard swivelled around and lifted his leg to the floor, ‘I don’t need your help, I am a big strong manly man, I can do this. I have fought dragons, fops, and ninjas. I can totally walk along with this leg thing’ he insisted standing up carefully then wobbling and falling onto her to steady himself. ‘Ok mister big shot, they were all fictional, this is real life, and in real life you are a total wimp’ Lizzie laughed, looking to her left as she watched a man walk over with wheelchair to help him to the door. Seating himself Gerard pulled tongues at Lizzie and smiled as his mother walked over with his painkillers. ‘I’m not a wimp am I mum?’
’Of course not hunny, you don’t scream at spiders and things. No you just run from the room and stay at your friends house for a few days.’
’Shut up’ Gerard shouted, as he heard Lizzie laugh.
’What? I want to hear all about this’ Lizzie begged Margaret for details. ‘Come on, I mean I knew he was a total wimp but my god!”
’Owww I am in so much pain, oh my leg, how could you laugh at me when I am like this, in distress with an egg growing out of my head’
’Oh ok, but we are coming back to that’ Lizzie smiled kissing his bump, and then walking along beside him holding his hand and his crutches.

They had talked through him staying with her, and had decided it would be easier for them. If he stayed at his he would essentially be housebound for a few weeks at least until he recovered, adjusted to the pain and learnt to walk on his crutches. Lizzie had been overjoyed to take him in, and couldn’t get enough of going to bed with him every night, and waking with him every morning. It was an eye opening experience to be with him constantly and adjusting to his ways. They had argued twice, once about coffee and once about her changing the colour of his favourite white shirt “accidentally” in the wash. Even then they had ended up with them laughing and apologising for their tempers. Stretching out in bed Lizzie groaned, it was barely 7am and he was sleeping soundly beside her, when he had the accident she had taken a few more days off work, but now it was time for her to go back. Turning to face him once more she smiled at how cute he was when asleep and felt a flutter in her stomach. They hadn’t even attempted sex since the accident 4 days ago, at first she had held back taking his pain and immobility into consideration, but a longing was within her; she wanted to taste him and hold him again. Climbing out of bed carefully she walked to the bathroom and had a quick wash, tormented with the idea of waking him up and jumping him, or letting him sleep and heading to work. Reaching for her dressing gown she pulled it over her body and sneaked back into the bedroom, leaning against the doorframe she smiled, he had clearly reached over to find her in his sleep and was now lying on his back, his snapped leg on top of the duvet, the rest was sprawled around his body, barely covering his privacy. Lizzie closed her eyes and groaned, that did it. Walking over she pulled the duvet completely off him, and smiled. As she climbed up she giggled at him still asleep grabbing around for the blanket. Inches from his face she grinned and kissed his lips gently. ‘Hey sexy’ she whispered.
Gerard groaned a little in his sleep, unsure of what was going on, he stirred slightly, then felt kisses along his chest, wriggling he tried to work out where it was from, then felt the mysterious mouth lick along his already erect penis and his eyes shot open. Glancing down he grinned, ‘Now I could get used to waking up like this every day’ he began, then cut off closing his eyes he gave into the pleasure he was feeling. ‘Oh god Lizzie’ he cried out his hands gripping the bed sheets. Lizzie moaned at the same time, there was something about feeling his hot member in her mouth that she loved, pushing his leg out of the way, she knelt up and sucked him faster. Knowing he was close she stopped, staring up at him she opened her gown and let it fall from her, Gerard whined and adjusted his leg as she climbed upon him.
’You ok?’ she asked, kissing him before lowering her body. She barely gave him time to answer before she slipped him inside her; flipping one leg forward she left the other behind her and rose up and down. Gerard closed his eyes and thanked god she was flexible. Placing her hands on his chest she rode him and moaned in pleasure. ‘This is a good position’ she whimpered, ‘this feels so damn good. Oh Gerard’ she growled.
Gerard threw his head back and grunted, she had a perfect rhythm he had started bucking his hips slightly but gave up as she took control.

Breathing heavily afterwards he held her close. ‘I love this. Couldn’t you just stay here forever?’
Lizzie smiled and nodded, kissing his nipple and glancing at the clock, ‘Shit, no I couldn’t’ she cried out diving off him and pulling her wardrobe open.
’Aww don’t go to work today’ Gerard whined, ‘Come on, stay with me, I don’t want to be alone’
’Gerard, don’t you dare, I have kiddies to teach.’ Lizzie laughed, quickly applying some make up to her face. Gerard leaned up on his elbow and watched her run around half naked, jumping past him pulling on some jeans, he laughed as she ran past pulling on a jumper. Hearing her run downstairs and open the kitchen up, he could hear Tyson barking as she released him. Tyson came bounding up the stairs and dived upon him, licking his face and lying down beside him. Lizzie came running back up with socks and two coffees. ‘Here you go baby, be good, don’t fight with puppy and I will be back in a few hours. Well 5 or 6 hours, I will be back then’
’Can you help me up?’ he asked, a knowing glint in his eye.
’Oh no, not again, I am always dragged to your love, its not happening, you can move around quick enough when you want something. Seriously I have to go baby, I will see you later.’ She smiled, walking out of the room, she returned minutes later to kiss him firmly goodbye. ‘Love you’ she whispered. Gerard’s face erupted into a huge smile, until she turned to Tyson and kissed him everywhere, telling him she loved him more than the big stinky man in her bed.
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