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A Scotsman in Dublin	By : Stoeffl Category: Individual Celebrities > Colin Farrell Views: 5695 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Colin Farrell. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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PART THREE

The pale light of the lone street lamp outside left the room behind the window in almost complete darkness. Colin could only make out blurry contours of the person sleeping in the bed. The soft rising and falling of a chest under white sheets. A smile ghosted over the Irishman’s lips and he turned back to look outside at the street lamp.

It was two o’clock in the morning and he was wide awake. Nothing abnormal about that. In fact, he couldn’t remember not being awake at this time. Since he was twelve he had suffered from a chronic insomnia disorder, spending the nights awake and waiting for sleep to come. Nothing had changed with this from over the years and he was afraid that it would never change.

This was the time when he recalled things that were important to him or weighing on his mind. Things like, how glad and happy he was about no longer being alone. This was also the time when he remembered meeting Ewan and their first time together.

After the night they had spent exploring their newly found desire for each other, the Scot had spent the rest of his two week break from shooting Star Wars in Dublin with Colin. He had refused to talk about why he had not visited his family in London but only after their first week together, Colin read the headlines in the news paper about Evie having an affair with some musician wannabe.

Ewan had known about it already. He had known and therefore not gone to London. Only after a long afternoon spent together in front of the television set, watching cheesy old romance films, did the strawberry blonde open up and tell Colin about finding out that his wife was having an affair and the pain and confusion resolving from it.

The young bloke, a guitarist in some underground rock band, had left a message on Ewan’s mobile, mistaking the number for Evie’s. Why he had Ewan’s number in the first place, he hadn’t known. It was easy to hire somebody watch his wife and find out what was going on, back in good old Britain.

Colin had cursed the two and had held the Scot, comforting him, through the story. He simply couldn’t understand how Ewan’s wife –no, ex-wife- had been able to betray the strawberry blonde and leave him. Ewan was the kindest and best person he’d ever met and the Irishman couldn’t imagine living without him anymore. Didn’t want to imagine that in the first place. Somehow the strawberry blonde had become his ray of light that kept Colin going on even in the worst of times.

There had been some troubles three months ago when the two of them had come out. But both had been too tired to hide their feelings for each other any longer. It was not like they were harming anybody with what they did and it was not against the law. Even if it was, they would have done it anyway because Ewan and Colin had felt so happy about it that they wanted the whole world to know.

Both of their managers had called after reading their interview in ‘Attitude’ where they told about finding each other and how complete they felt together. Josh had screamed the better part of an hour at him, telling him that his career would be over now and that surely no Hollywood film maker would ever want him in his film again. After that he had hung up only to call ten minutes later and give his protégé tips about how to use this new turn of things for his own benefit, using it as promotion. Ewan McGregor was known in America after all and with his role as Obi Wan Kenobi in Star Wars, he was very popular too. Surely that was worth something.

Both of their families had reacted rather well to their outing and after the initial shock, both their parents had been happy for them, invited them to visit. Of course they had told their friends and family before their public outing because neither of them wanted that their parents or siblings would have to find out about them in a newspaper article.

So, now they were living both in Dublin and London, depending on whether Ewan had the girls or not. Colin loved them and was glad that the strawberry blonde had not been forbidden to meet them because of his relationship with the Irishman. This was the last thing he wanted to happen, for Ewan to lose his kids. He knew how important they were to the Scot.

There was the sound of rustling sheets and a faint murmur, signalling that Ewan was slowly waking up, missing his lover in bed with him. Colin smiled and glanced over his shoulder to the bed, making the sleepy figure out that was climbing out of bed and stumbling over to him, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

When the Scot reached him, he leaned against him and rested his head on Colin’s shoulder, wrapping his arms around the Irishman’s stomach and sighing content. “Missed you.” A thumb stroked over the soft skin on Colin’s belly. “Come to bed?” The sound of the voice was tired and pleading, reminding very much on a small child.

Colin turned around in Ewan’s embrace and wrapped his own arms around the Scot. He placed a soft kiss on the silky strawberry locks. “Am coming, luv.”

The head on his shoulder nodded weakly but Ewan didn’t pressure him to lie down at once, knowing that his lover needed a couple of more minutes before he was ready to go back to bed. It was every night them same. The Scot would wake up, because he missed Colin and then he would stay with the Irishman until the other was ready to go back to bed again.

This was just one of the things that had endeared the blonde to Colin that fast. All the care and love directed at him. Being with Ewan was being the centre of the Scot’s world and this was surely one of the best things to be.

Colin placed another soft kiss on Ewan’s head and then he guided the almost sleeping Scot back to their bed. “Let’s go back to sleep again, luv.” He made sure that his lover was safely tuckedk ink into bed again before he lay down himself, snuggling close to the soft and warm body. “Sleep tight.” Another kiss and he closed his eyes, letting his memories of the many nights spent with Ewan guide him back to sleep.

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