Recalling the past | By : larifoc Category: Individual Celebrities > Gerard Butler Views: 4652 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Recalling the past.
Author:Larissa
Summary: Someone comes back into her life.
Rating: R.
Pairing(s): Gerard Butler and "you".
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Gerard Butler.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters listed in this story nor do I make any money out of it.
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Chapter 8:
You start to panic. How is it possible that he knows? you think as you place the cloth on the sink and look in his eyes.
“What do you know?”
“I know how hard that can be. I practically had no father myself. So I know how you feel…” he says taking the cloth and walking to the living room.
You stay behind, with your heart racing, and watching him as he gets down on his knees to clean the floor.
You take a deep breath. He doesn’t know anything… stop being so paranoid…
Gerard Butler on his knees cleaning my living-room floor… Now that’s something you don’t see every day! you laugh as you walk to his side to help him.
After you both are done you take the glasses and fill them with wine once again.
“This is my last attemptive to drink. If it doesn’t work, I’ll quit it.” You laugh handing him one glass.
He laughs with you, taking the glass and taking a small sip.
You sit on the couch beside him and watch his mouth touch the glass and his lips curl inside his mouth as he savours the wine. It’s amazing how he manages to make all his moves look good.
He looks at you and you blush when you realize you’ve been staring at him.
“What?” he says with a wicked smile on his face.
“Nothing.” You say quickly turning to the other side and taking a big gulp of your wine.
“Come on… you were watching me… what is it?” he asks placing his glass on the center table and moving closer to you.
You look at him and see his green eyes shining with malice.
“It’s nothing… really…” you say.
You two stay quiet for a while.
“Who does he look more like? Erik?” he suddenly asks.
You look at him with concern in your eyes. “I… hmmm… he…” you mumble taking back by the question.
Where is he going with this? “He looks like his father… the same eye color, the same mouth shape. He’s gonna be a very handsome man!” you say.
“Oh, so his dad is handsome!” he laughs.
“Very…” you say looking at his face. Look at you… how could he not be handsome?…
He opens his mouth to reply, but is cut off.
“Mommy… I can’t sleep… read me another story…” comes the voice of your son as he walks in the living room rubbing his eyes and holding his teddy bear.
“Honey, I read you one already… just lay your head on your pillow and close your eyes. Sleep will come to you.” You stand up and walk towards him.
“I can read him one.” Gerry says standing up immediately and following you.
Your eyes fly to his and you stop to look at him. “It’s… it’s not necessary… really. It’s fine. You don’t need to trouble…”
“Oh, it’s no trouble! I’ve never read a story to a child befor. Let me try… besides I love this kid.” He says taking Erik in his arms and walking with him to his room.
You watch open mouthed as he places him on the bed and covers him.
“What story you want?” Gerry asks sitting on the chair beside the bed.
Erik points to the floor where there’s a good amount of books spread out.
“Geez! You want me to read all of those?… Hmmm… ok, we’re gonna stay here the whole night, but, if that’s what you want…” he says picking up a book and starting to read it.
You rest your body against the door frame and cross your arms in front of your chest as you watch your son giggle and his eyes shine as Gerry interprets the characters voices as well as its actions as he goes through the story.
Soon enough his eyelids are heavy and he can barely keep his eyes open. It’s been so long since he had a male figure with him and your ex-husband had never read anything to him. You know he doesn’t want to sleep.
Noticing that, Gerry takes his hand in his and watches his face as he slowly falls asleep. Erik’s fingers wrap around Gerry’s thumb, his hand so tiny next to the other large one.
“Good night Erik…” he whispers softly.
“Good night daddy…” is the little boy’s response.
You see Gerry’s jaw clench. When he looks at you his eyes are filled with tears.
You both stay there looking at each other for a while and you feel your own tears roll down your face.
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