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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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Gerard gulped, taking in a breath of air he smiled at the woman around him, all playing their parts dancing. In front of him sat a table of directors, casting people, choreographers, and now was his chance to show them he could do this. The girls began to sing, and he felt them stroking all over his body, all he had to do was focus and breathe, looking to his left he caught a girls eye, she had blonde curls and a beautiful smile. His nerves shot up even more, until she winked and shot past him to join the other dancers. Preparing himself he stepped forward into the mass of girls, the spotlight hit him straight away, and he felt more hands caress him as their voices filled the air.

’We want Billy
Give us Billy
B. I. double L. Y.
We're all his
He's our kind of a guy
And ooh what luck
Cause here he is...’

Taking another gulp of air, he burst forward, opening his arms in a dramatic way and gave it all he had.

’Is everybody here?
Is everybody ready?
Hit it!

I don't care about expensive things
Cashmere coats, or diamond rings
Don't mean a thing
All I care about is love’ he grinned, dancing to his left, he felt all the girls circle around him and surround him once more, singing.

’That's what he's here for’

’That's what I'm here for’ he winked, seeing the smiles on the girl’s faces.

’I don't care for wearin' silk cravats
Ruby studs, satin spats
Don't mean a thing
All I care about is love’

He felt them sway around him once more, their bodies pressed close.

’All he cares about is love’

Gerard walked out of the audition feeling confident. It had taken him awhile to pursue the notion, but he had finally decided to tackle the role of Billy Flynn in Chicago, walking toward his car he was smiling inside. It was the first time in a long time, but he finally felt his life was getting back on track.
’Gerard’ a voice called out. ‘Gerard Butler?’ Spinning around, he was faced by the young girl from the play. He recognised her hair. She couldn’t have been more than 21, but her beauty struck him hard. ‘Sorry to bother you, but I am a huge fan, I just wanted to say..well I don’t know what I wanted to say actually. Well done I suppose. You did great up there, Billy is a hard role’ the girl looked nervously about her and glanced up at the huge theatre. ‘I am sorry, I shouldn’t have stopped you in the street like that, you must feel invaded.’ Gerard watched her hair bounce upon her shoulders and smiled.
’Not a problem’ he smiled, extending his hand to hers, ‘What’s your name?’
’Jessica’ she murmured, a red blush hitting her cheeks. Gerard looked her up and down once more, her body was beautiful and he felt himself drawn to it. Images of her naked were flashing through his mind, he knew if he wanted he could have sex with her, her eyes gave away her attraction, and he couldn’t lie, she was beautiful.
’That’s a nice name,’ he kept hold of her hand, inside telling himself to stop but he knew he was too far in now, the wind carried her scent and he knew he needed her, he hadn’t had sex since Katy and this was the first time he had felt compelled to do anything sexual without a stabbing pain in his heart. ‘Are you busy now? I was just about to get some coffee, please don’t think me forward. I just feel like some company and since we are to work together, it couldn’t hurt’. He watched her eyes flash; there was something mischievous in the glint that turned him on even more. ‘Sure’ she smiled, her confidence seemed to have grown, as she wasn’t blushing anymore, instead she had stepped forward and began to lead him away by the hand. Gerard turned back to his car and locked it electronically before allowing her to lead him down the street.

Later that day as he lay in her arms he felt better about himself. Katy wasn’t the end of the world, here he was in the arms of a beautiful woman after fantastic sex, and sure he didn’t care for her, how could he love or trust her, he had just met her and fucked her. At least he knew he didn’t have that desperate need for Katy anymore. Or did he? A bastard he wasn’t, he knew inside he didn’t care for this woman, but he didn’t want to crush her by saying thank you and goodbye. In his mind he was debating how to end this when she lifted his head from her chest. ’Gerard, you have to leave now’ Jessica ordered, climbing from under him and pulling on her clothes. Gerard stretched out and lay on the pillow feeling content. ‘I’m serious move,’ she laughed. Gerard leant up and kissed her once more, ‘Any reason?’
’Sure my husband is due back in half an hour’
’Husband?’ Gerard spluttered, sitting up instantly.
’Sure, look this was fun, and it was everything it could have been maybe we will see each other again but for now, goodbye You have to leave!’ she smiled.
Gerard’s mouth dropped open, ‘My god I was used’ he laughed.
’Something like that. I hope you feel better now, you look happier anyway.’
’Who couldn’t after that?’ he smiled grabbing his clothes. Turning to face her once more he kissed her softly on the lips, ‘Thank you’ he whispered. Before diving into the bathroom to get his kit back on.

Walking back up the street to his car he felt fantastic, there is something about casual sex with somebody you don’t know but they feel the same way, that gives you satisfaction. Nobody gets hurt and you both feel fantastic. Unlocking his car he opened it and sat down, still glowing he grabbed his phone from the glove box and called Tonya to see how the audition went.
’Butler where the hell have you been, I have been calling for 3 hours’ she raged.
’I was busy, did we get a call back?’
’Of course we did. I’ve arranged for an apartment for you in London, you could grab the keys anytime you want, I’ll fax you the details. No more living in hotels. Your rehearsals start in a month, you have this time to big it up and have photo shoots and so forth. Aside from the wonder that the play is they are selling this on you, cut down on your smoking. Your mother called, your sister called and I want a raise.’
’I love you darling.’ Gerard laughed, pulling out of his parking space, ‘Did mum say what it was about?’
’Nope, didn’t sound too urgent, but call her anyway I’m not being shouted at for not passing on messages’
’Will do love. Right I will call you tomorrow, anything else you need me for tonight?’
’Nope, just enjoy yourself’
’What’s that supposed to mean.’
’Since her, you haven’t been yourself. Just enjoy yourself Gerard, for me? Oh and call Eric she is in town, wants to do an interview for his paper, and says he will take you on a night out’
’Will do’ he whined, purposefully sounding bored as he saw his hotel coming into view.
’Oh and Butler’
’Yeah?’
’You know its illegal to drive while talking in your mobile in the UK don’t you’
’Shit’ he shouted, hanging up quickly and checking he wasn’t seen. Chuckling to himself he climbed out of the car and handed the keys to the valet. Walking into the lobby he stopped to collect any mail he might have and spotted a familiar pink envelope. Thanking the receptionist, he had opened the letter before he even got to the lift.

’Hey G.

No, nothing has changed, same old highlands. I got a new job, which is a good thing because I am skint as hell. Working long hour but it pays well. Your mum mentioned you might be coming back soon. Do you think we should meet?

Elizabeth’

Gerard stared at the letter, her mobile number sat at the bottom. Something inside him felt funny, he had loved writing to this woman but when if he met her and didn’t like her, that would mean their letter writing wouldn’t be the same anymore. As the lift stopped on his floor he walked out and headed to his room. Re-reading the letter, he stared at her mobile number once more and grabbed his own. Opening his text messages he began a new one. “Technically we have already met, love G” clicking send he hoped she clicked on to what he meant and flicked on the television. Pulling his shirt over his head, he realised he stank of that woman earlier. The buzz of that encounter had worn off now; he didn’t feel any better anymore. Sure he could have sex, but would he love again? Would anyone love him anymore, anyone but Katy? Collapsing on the bed, he turned to his bedside table and stared at the photo of him and her together, why he still carried it around with him he would never now. He could have the best day he had ever had and one glance at that photo and his heart would plummet once more, his gut would tighten and he would remember the pain and rejection he felt when she stabbed him in the back. Rolling on his other side, he stared at the bathroom and jumped up and walks in the shower. Washing himself clean, he leant against the wall and felt alone. Hearing his mobile beep he turned the shower off and walked to find it, drying himself with a towel as he searched. Flipping his phone open he saw her number and opened the message.
’Would be nice to meet under nicer circumstances. E’
Sitting on the bed, he grinned, thinking for a second he opened a new message and text a short note, ‘Be home in 2 days, Get the kettle on. G.’
Later as he lay in bed he wondered If meeting her was a good idea, she had been a great friend up until now, but would she want more than that? Was she thinking they could date? He thought on this afternoon and shook the memory from his head, rolling over and letting sleep take him he dreamt once more of Katy making him watch her fuck somebody else, but this time he was held down by Jessica. Waking in a cold sweat and raged at himself inwardly and felt like crying. Would his insecurities ever leave him?
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