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Games Of Make Believe	By : SavageWords Category: Individual Celebrities > Gerard Butler Views: 10290 -:- 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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Chapter Five

Gerry paced nervously outside of the airport lobby as he took another hit off his cigarette. He ran his fingers through his dark hair as he checked his watch one more time. Emmy’s plane would be arriving soon. Why was he so nervous about seeing her again? He had only seen her a week before. Talking to her almost every day since then, he had grown used to hearing her voice before he went to sleep.

The glass door nearest to him opened, nearly hitting him. “Aren’t you done with that bloody thing yet?” Tonya’s voice scolded him. “Emmy’s plane just landed.” Her eyes narrowed. “You told me you were going to quit.”

He turned around and took the cigarette from between his lips. “I’m gonna quit. I’m fucking trying here. Technically it’s your fault I haven’t quit yet.” He smirked as he took one last drag before putting it out in the nearest ashtray.

“And how do you figure that?” Tonya asked as he brushed past her to walk into the airport lobby. “Don’t be blaming your bad habits on me buddy.”

“If you would have sent me those tapes before my vacation, I probably wouldn’t be smoking today.” Gerry shrugged, trying to keep the smirk from his face.

“Oh come off it!” Tonya scoffed as she walked beside him. “Those tapes wouldn’t have helped you anyway. Nothing helps you. How many times have you tried to quit in the past two years?”

Gerry sighed as he gave her a mocking glare. “34 times alright?”

“See? Did any of them work? No. So it’s not me.” Tonya pointed out. “Gerard how many times have I told you not to blame anyone else but yourself for your little slipups?” She teased.

He growled softly as he wrapped his arm around her to give her a hug. “I should fire you. Why do I put up with this shit?” Gerry sighed.

“Because I’m the only one who will put up with yours.” Tonya threw back. The look on Gerry’s face was priceless. It was mix of anger and disbelief. “Aww come on tough guy, you know I love ya.”

Gerry was about to mouth off some smart-ass retort when he stopped and simply stared. Through the British Airways gate came Emmy. He couldn’t take his eyes off her as she began to look around. She hadn’t spotted him yet, giving him a few stolen moments of just looking at her. She was wearing a pair of loose navy track pants that hung a little around her slim waist. The look was completed by a baby blue zip up sweatshirt with a matching tank underneath. Her dark hair was pulled back into a functional ponytail. Her face was without makeup, very natural looking. To him she was beautiful.

“Wow, she has grown up.” Tonya couldn’t help but comment as she smirked.

“Tell me about it.” Gerry muttered as he started walking towards her.

Emmy adjusted her carry on bag on her shoulder as her eyes scanned the terminal. Where was Gerry? The terminal was crowded today. People pushed past her on their way out. She turned around to see if perhaps she had missed him somewhere. That’s when she felt two large hands cover her eyes. Suddenly she felt warm breath tingle her ear as a whispered voice spoke to her. “Boo. Welcome to London, Emmanuelle.”

Reaching up she covered the hands with her own as she smiled. “Hmm that voice sounds familiar. Gee who could it be? Who else whispers in my ear with a cute little Scottish brogue?”

Letting his hands slide down to hug her from behind, Gerry chuckled. “I told ya before Emmy Grey, I’m the only one allowed to whisper in your ear with my Scottish brogue.” He teased.

Turning in his arms, Emmy returned his hug. “Well if I can only have one, it’s a good thing I’ve got the best.” She laughed. She felt a tiny shiver go through her as she looked at him. As always, it looked like he just rolled out of bed. His jeans clung to his lower body, while the dark cotton shirt he wore gave a flash of chest with its v-neck. His dark hair was messed up giving him a rakish look. However, what she liked best was the stubble that dusted along his square jaw.

Gerry smiled as he took her bag from her and hoisted it on his shoulder. “Here let me take that.”

“Such a gentleman.” Emmy grinned.

“Always, my mum would kill me if I wasn’t.” Gerry slid his hand around her waist as they walked. “Come on, we’ll get the rest of your bags. Which I’m sure will number in double digits.” He made a mock groaning sound.

“Hey I’m not that bad. There really aren’t that many.” Emmy laughed as she pushed him playfully.

“Gerry are you picking on that poor lass again?” Tonya grinned as she folded her arms over her chest.

“She likes it when I pick on her.” Gerry smirked as they approached his assistant. “It’s part of my charm.”

Emmy rolled her eyes. “I let him think that he is charming. That way I don’t have to put up with his little boyish pouts.”

Tonya laughed. “It’s good to see you again, Emmy. Welcome to London.” She gave the young woman a friendly hug.

“Thank you. It’s great to see you again too, Tonya. How you can work for this man is beyond me.” Emmy laughed.

Tonya shrugged. “He pays well, what can I say?”

Gerry made a face at them. “Ha Ha. Now if you two ladies are done, I have to get Emmy over to her new flat. Remember we have to have dinner with Andrew tonight and I’m sure she’d like some rest.”

“New flat?” Emmy’s eyes narrowed. “I thought you were going to show me the few you picked out for me to look at when I got here?”

“Well he was.” Tonya smirked. “That is until he found you the perfect one. Isn’t that what you said Gerry? It was the perfect one?” She gave him a pointed look.

Laughing nervously, Gerry glared at Tonya. “Yes it’s perfect.”

“You didn’t have to do that. You’re such a sweetie.” Emmy gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks. So do I have to sign the paperwork or put down the deposit?” Suddenly Tonya started giggling as Gerry pushed her forward with a growl. “What?”

“All taken care of, love.” Gerry gave her an uncertain smile. “The only thing you have to worry about is showing up for work on time.”

Emmy stared at him, not sure if he was serious or not. “How can I every repay you for everything you’ve done? I mean seriously Gerry, this is too much.”

Before Gerry could answer, Tonya cleared her throat and grabbed the bag from Gerry. “Why don’t I go get Emmy’s things? That will give you guys a chance to catch up.” She looked at Emmy. “What color are your bags?”

“Red.” Emmy gave her a grateful smile. “Thanks Tonya.”

“Dare I ask how many?” Tonya chuckled.

Emmy giggled. “There are only three. I am planning on buying some clothes here.”

“Ok. I’ll meet you two at the car.” Tonya waved as she headed off in the direction of the baggage claim.

“She doesn’t have to do things for me, you know.” Emmy began walking at a slower pace towards the lobby. “I was going to hire someone as my assistant but then the thought of a couple months on my own sounded like bliss.”

“Anything you need, Tonya will take care of it.” Gerry instinctively slipped his hand in her’s as they walked. Their palms kissed, sliding together with each step. “And before you say it, I’m paying her extra so don’t worry about it.” His thumb brushed over her hand.

“Where are we meeting Andrew for dinner tonight?” Emmy asked as she laid her head on his arm as she yawned. “Ugh stupid jet lag.” She chuckled softly.

“Since all he wants to talk to us about is what time rehearsals start tomorrow, I’m gonna call him and tell him we’ll meet him later at the club. That way you can take a nap.” Gerry looked down at her.

“I don’t want to make him angry.” Emmy looked worried.

“Don’t worry about it. Besides that way I can talk you into a dance.” Gerry winked at her.

“Why do I get the feeling you’ve talked a lot of women into a dance?” Emmy asked wryly.

Gerry clutched his heart in mock pain. “Ouch love.”

“Serves you right you be tease.” Emmy smirked. “You think that with one smile all the women will fall at your feet.”

Turning his head, Gerry put on his best sensual smile. The corners of his mouth turned up as his green eyes began to twinkle. “Not all love, just one.”

* * * * * *

The club was pumping as loud music echoed off the walls. Colorful lights covered the dance floor in their neon glow. In the back, a crowd had gathered in a corner. Andrew was there along with Cameron Mackintosh, the producer of the show and a close friend of Andrew’s.

“Now rehearsals start tomorrow.” Andrew looked at both of his stars. “Emmy, make sure Gerard isn’t late.” He smiled as Emmy started to laugh, hiding it behind her hand, as Gerry gave them a HA HA look. “Nine A.M. sharp.”

“Andrew the poor lad barely showed up on the set before eleven.” Cameron chuckled as he took a drink from this wine.

Andrew smiled. “Your fittings for your costumes will start tomorrow afternoon.” When he saw Gerry pulled out a cigarette, his eyes widened in horror. “Oh bloody hell tell me you aren’t still doing that? I thought you were trying to quit?”

Gerry sighed as he leaned back in his chair. “I’m trying! Really you people might not believe me, but I am!” He threw his arms in the air.

“How do you expect to sing if you don’t stop?” Andrew asked in genuine concern. “I mean really Gerard, I don’t want my Phantom dropping a lung on stage.”

“I swear I won’t let you down, Andrew.” Gerry put the cigarette back in the pack as he sighed.

“Thank you.” Andrew sighed a deep breath of relief.

“I’ll work on him.” Emmy grinned over at Gerry. “Don’t know how successful I will be, but I’ll try.”

“That’s all we can ask my dear.” Andrew smiled at his young star.

Gerry let his eyes roam over Emmy. Tonight she was beautiful. Wearing a royal blue satin dress, Emmy looked like the movie star she was. The dress was halter style so the straps came around her neck. The bodice hugged her chest as the slimming skirt draped over her thighs delicately. Her hair was braided in a long braid that draped over her shoulder. A thin chain of silver lay at her throat and at her ankle. “But are ye woman enough to change me?” He leaned closer to her to whisper in her ear, in full Highlander brogue.

Emmy sucked in her breath as she turned her head to look at him. He was dressed to impress tonight. He wore a pair of designer black pants that fit him perfectly. The shirt he wore was a green that matched his eyes, with only the middle three buttons done, giving her a tantalizing view of his chest and the soft hair that lay upon it. His face was a mere inch from her’s. She could see the way his eyes held a smoky look to them. She reached out and let her fingers drag along the scruff on his cheek. “But then what fun would there be in that?” She whispered back as she arched an eyebrow.

“Dance with me?” Gerry took her hand and kissed her palm, his lips brushing against her soft skin. When Emmy nodded yes, he stood up and took her hand again. He looked over at Andrew and Cameron. “We’ll be back.”

Watching the couple walk to the dance floor, Cameron looked at Andrew. “Shouldn’t you be nipping this thing in the bud?”

Andrew looked surprised. “Oh I don’t think I need to do that. They are just friends. Besides, Gerard knows what I would do to him if I found out that he was messing with one of my stars. We had a long talk about this on the set of the movie after I found him trying to sweet talk Betsy, one of the chorus girls from the London show.”

Cameron watched as Gerry took Emmy in his arms. Uh huh, Andrew. Sure just friends.

Emmy laid her head on Gerry’s chest as the song began to play. Their bodies began to sway to the beat. Gerry had one arm wrapped around her waist, while holding one of her smaller hands in his much larger one. She smiled as she recognized it as being How Deep Is Your Love, by The Bee Gees. “I love this song.” She looked up at him. “Cassandra and I always blast this in her car and sing it as loud as we can.” She laughed shyly.

“Sing it for me.” Gerry lowered his head and whispered in her ear so she could hear him over the loud music. He pulled her closer to his body, until he could feel her breasts pressing up against his chest. “Your voice is incredible. I’ve only heard you sing opera. I want to hear you sing modern stuff.”

“I can’t. You will laugh.” She shook her head with a smile on her face. “I mean I’ve sung in five different languages yet when it comes to modern stuff I don’t think I sound very good.”

“Please come on. I’ll make you a deal. You sing to me and I’ll sing to you. Ok?” He looked at her with pleading in his green eyes. He moved his head to whisper in her ear. “Please Emmy Grey?”

As he lowered his head, Emmy wrapped an arm around his neck as she began to sing softly.

I know your eyes in the morning sun
I feel you touch me in the pouring rain
And the moment that you wander far from me
I wanna feel you in my arms again

Gerry wrapped his arms tighter against her as he closed his eyes, wrapped up in the sound of her voice. Their bodies swayed slowly to the beat as their heads rested on each other’s shoulders. He caught a whiff of the flowery scent of her perfume as it filled his senses. He was oblivious to the crowd around him. Right now Emmy was all that he was aware of. There was nothing but the sound of Emmy’s soft voice in his ear.

And you come to me on a summer breeze
Keep me warm in your love
Then you softly leave
And it's me you need to show

How deep is your love?
How deep is your love?
I really need to learn
Cos we're living in a world of fools
Breaking us down when they
All should let us be
We belong to you and me

“God I love your voice.” He whispered as his lips brushed over her ear. “You are very talented Emmy Grey. You shouldn’t be limited to just opera.” His hand slid up and down her bare back. He knew it was wrong to think of his friend like this. Yet for the few minutes the song lasted, he could pretend that she was his.

“Now it’s your turn.” Emmy whispered to him.

“What?” Gerry jerked his head up and stared into her eyes. “I can’t sing this song. I’m not the soprano remember?”

She giggled. “You don’t need to sing as high as he does. Just sing in your normal voice.”

“I can’t love. Why do you think I need the practice?” Gerry protested.

“Sing for me, please?” Emmy asked. “I mean you’ll be singing for a full house and yet you can’t sing one of my favorite songs for me?” She gave him a pout, sticking out her lower lip.

Growling low in his throat, Gerry pulled her close as he lowered his head. His soft lips brushed against her ear as his husky voice began fill it.

I believe in you
You know the door to my very soul
You're the light in my deepest, darkest hour
My savior when I fall

And you may not think I care for you
When you know down inside
That I really do

And it’s me you need to show

Emmy closed her eyes as she held onto him as they danced. Letting go of his hand, she moved both arms up around his neck. His arms had slid around her waist pulling her even closer, if that was possible. Her fingers brushed against the hairs at the nape of his neck. Wasn’t there anything Gerry couldn’t do? He was a brilliant actor and turned out to be an amazing singer. Now, he was proving to be one hell of a dancer.

How deep is your love?
How deep is your love?
I really need to learn
Cos we're living in a world of fools
Breaking us down when they
All should let us be.
We belong to you and me

“How’s that, love?” Gerry found he couldn’t resist giving her a soft kiss on her cheek. The song was ending but he hesitated, not wanting to let go of her. “Do you think I can bring down the house every night?”

Looking up into his eyes, Emmy smiled as she caressed his cheek. “I don’t know about the crowd, but you’ve impressed me.”

Keeping his arm around her waist, Gerry began to lead her back to the table as he whispered in her ear. “That’s all that matters.”

* * * * * *

“This place is yours for as long as you are going to stay in London.” Gerry unlocked the heavy front door and swung it open. “Welcome home, milady.” He leaned against the doorframe as he waved his arm out in front of him.

Emmy smiled as she brushed past him, entering the apartment. Unconsciously she brushed her hand across his stomach as she walked in. Her eyes widened as her jaw dropped. “Gerry I told you before, this place is amazing!” She dropped the heels she had been carrying next to the door. She looked at the wall, and flipped on the light switch. Walking in the living room, she spun around to get a look at everything again.

The living room was a good sized done in shades of various blues. The carpet was a dark navy while the walls were a pale blue, almost white. There was a huge bay window at the front of the room with a window seat that was covered with white pillows. The windows were covered in white eyelet drapes. The furniture was covered in a rich blue pattern. Decorative pictures hung in their frames on the walls.

Gerry smiled as he walked in and shut the door behind him. He walked into the living room and sat on the sofa. “I’m glad you like it. I wasn’t sure if it was feminine enough for you with all this fucking frilly stuff.” He teased. “I made sure it was ready by the time you arrived.”

Emmy sat on the sofa next to him, pulling her legs under her. “This is really is wonderful. As for the frilly stuff what’s so wrong about a woman wanting a little comfort?” She chuckled.

“You call this comfort?” Gerry sat up, pulled out a pillow from behind his back, and tossed it on the loveseat. “I call it a pain in the ass, literally.”

She giggled as she shook her head. “I think it’s pretty.” She laid back on the couch. “It’s going to be so nice to come home and not hear anyone yelling at me to do this or that. I can do whatever I want.”

“Just think, love. You can walk around naked and never have anyone yell at you to put some clothes on.” Gerry’s eyes twinkled with mischief.

Emmy burst out laughing. “Sorry never had that happen to me.”

“Huh? Must just be me then.” Gerry shrugged as he tried to keep a straight face. When Emmy laughed harder, he smiled. He loved the sound of her laughter. He would do whatever it took to make sure he heard that sound again and again.

“It’s almost midnight, I should let you go. Seven A.M. is going to come very early.” Emmy sat up and began to unbraid her long dark hair.

“Seven?” Gerry looked like he just ate a lemon. “Why in the fuck are you getting up at seven?”

“Well we have rehearsal at nine. I need to get up and grab a shower.” Emmy explained. “I will call you to wake you up.”

“You call me that damn early and I’ll hang up on you.” Gerry scoffed as he gave her a sideways glance.

“Fine be late. See if I care.” Emmy playfully sniffed as she stood up, tossing her hair over her shoulder as she began to walk away. Suddenly her wrist was grabbed and Gerry yanked on her as she came falling down hard right in his lap. She was momentarily taken by surprise. When she looked up, she found Gerry staring down at her. “What?”

“You don’t care?” His voice sounded small, as he began to pout. He wrapped his other arm around her, trapping her against him. She squirmed as she laughed. With her ass moving against him, he fought a groan as he felt his body stir underneath her. Now was not the time to get aroused, not when he knew it would probably scare the hell out of her.

“You know I do. But frankly, sometimes you can act like a brat.” She chuckled.

“Yea well.” Gerry chuckled along with her. He brushed a strand of her hair out of her eyes. “I should get going. Are you going to be ok tonight?” When he saw Emmy looking around, he reached for her chin and brought it back to look at her. “What’s wrong?”

“Ok this is going to sound stupid.” Emmy started.

“Emmy Grey, nothing you say sounds stupid.” Gerry began rubbing her back soothingly. He slid his long fingers through her hair, loving the way it felt like silk. His fingertips found the nape of her neck and began to rub softly.

“I know I wanted to have a place of my own and all…but…” Emmy trailed off.

“But?” Gerry’s voice was soft and urging. “What’s wrong, love?”

“I am just a little nervous being here all alone for the first time tonight.” Emmy admitted shyly.

Gerry couldn’t hold back the smile as he pulled her to his chest and gave her a hug. “Aww it’s ok Emmy. I completely understand. You have to get used to this place. I was the same way with my place. I had to have Tonya stay with me the first night.” He soothed back her hair as he asked, “Do you want me to stay here tonight? I could sleep on the couch?”

“You’d do that?” Emmy looked up at him, her dark eyes appearing larger.

“Of course, love. I told you before, what are friends for?” Gerry kissed her forehead. “I’ll just call Tonya in the morning to bring me some fresh clothes.”

“Thank you Gerry.” Emmy wrapped her arms around him, hugging him. “You probably think I’m acting so childish. I mean I feel like a kid who woke up from a nightmare or something.”

“No I don’t. I understand. Trust me.” Gerry whispered as held her. “I promise to always be here if you ever need me, Emmy. I’ll always be here to chase away all of your nightmares. Anytime anywhere.”
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