Bittersweet

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Orlando Bloom nor any other celebrities that might eb mentioned in this or any of the following chapters. The story is only a result of my sometimes spooky fantasy.
Sexual action (without violence) is included, so be warned.

Bittersweeet
Bittersweet
(Apocalyptica feat Lauri und Ville Vallo)

I'm giving up the ghost of love
And a shadow is cast on devotion
She is the one that I adore
Queen of my silent suffocation
Break this bittersweet spell on me
Lost in the arms of destiny

Bittersweet
I won't give up
I'm possessed by her

I'm bearing a cross
She's turned into my curse
Break this bittersweet spell on me
Lost in the arms of destiny

I
Orlando hurried along the street. Why did everybody have to get into his way now? He couldn’t recall how many people he had bumped into when he finally reached the park and immediately spotted her on a bench. Only 15 minutes late and she was reading. That was a good sign. She had probably forgotten the time as well.
He approached her quietly trying to calm himself down. The pure sight of her sitting there, her dark hair falling into her face, her fingers resting on her knees and her beautiful green eyes fixed upon the words she was reading.
He stopped and took in the sight of her. She looked so beautiful then, peaceful, calm and totally relaxed. He wanted to remember her like this for the rest of his life.
She looked up as if she had known he was there before and just gave him some time to regain his breath. A bright smile appeareed on her face, she checked her watch, “Oh, fifteen minutes late. What’s your excuse?” She got up and approached him slowly. “I’m sorry.”, he leaned in and gave her a long soft kiss on her lips. He brought up his hand to her neck and played with a strand of her hair.
“Ah, I think I might forgive you.” She got on her tiptoes and placed another kiss on his lips, her hands rested on his hips, fiddling with his t-shirt. He gave in to her kiss and pulled her closer. His knees were trmblimg when their tongues met, as if it was for the first time. It felt so good to be close to her again.
They gave in to their weak knees and slid to the ground. Orlando laid back pulling her onto himself. The grass tickled his ears. Katie broke their kiss only to place a soft kiss on his nose. She smiled at him It was one of those smiles that would make any man’s heart tremble.
He led his hands slide under her top and gently caressed the soft skin of her back. Katie played with his hair and made him laugh by tickling his ears. Then she gave him another slight kiss and rested her head on his chest. He inhaled the lovely smell of her hair, vanilla again, and hugged her tightly. “I’m never gonna let you go again...”, he muttered already half asleep.
Suddenly Katie jumped up. She looked terrified. “Oh, God no!”, she whispered.
Orlando tried to get up, but couldn’t. His legs were heavy and he couldn’t move them. Katie screamed as the ground was shaking.
There he was. He approached them with fast determined steps. His face a grimace of hate and pain. Katie’s body was shaking with fear. Finally Orlando managed to jump to his feet and he took Katie into his arms immediately. She pressed herself against him, her face hidden in his embrace, but he felt her sobs, when she whispoered, “I love you and always will...”
No! He wouldn’t let him take her away. He couldn’t stand losing her again. Orlando desperately clung to her, but He approached them fast.
Suddenly Orlando felt the hit in his face. His sight faded, he trembled trying to regain his balance. His hands were frantically looking for Katie in the dark. All he could hear was the roaring noise in his head and then her screams. He tried to fight, regained his sight, but could only see Him pulling Katie away from him and then they were out of sight. He screamed her name in pain.
He opened his eyes and was blinded by the light in his room. 7.30am The sun already shone into his room, as he had fogotten to lcose the curtains yesterday. His heart was pumping in his chest and he found himself entangled in his sheets as if he had fought in his sleep. He covered his face with his hands, slowly catching his breath again.
Every single night since the night in his library he dreamed about her. And in every dream he somebody took her away from him. It killed him. Not even in his sleep he was at peace. As if it wasn’t enough that her face was haunting him every day. He did remember her too well. The smell of her hair, her passionate green eyes, the scent of her body, the taste of her kisses, of her skin. It was all just too vivid.
It was no use. He got up to have a shower. Afterwards he went downstairs to have breakfast. The sign on his answering machine still said that there was one message on it. He knew. He had heard it. And it had nearly killed him. It had torn him apart.
But still he hesitated and then went over to listen to it again.
“Hey Orlando, it’s Jamie...again...(silence)...I know it’s been a while...well, since yesterday..., but, anyway, since Katie and I are getting married soon, I was hoping we could meet up and talk things through. I really don’t want to do this without your blessing. So, if you’re in town, just give me a quick ring, will ya? After all, it took me ages to find out where you live now...” Click. He stopped the message.
My blessing?He wants my blessing? He hadn’t asked for it before, had he? Why the fuck does he want it now???
Thoughts were raging in Orlando’s head. The fella – his best friend!- had stolen his girl and now he wanted his blessing.
What should he do?
He had awfully missed his best friend throughout the years and he definitely couldn’t blame him for loving Katie. She was one of those women who broke a man’s heart without even noticing.
At least, he could set things straight with Jamie, well except for the fact that he had recently slept with Jamie’s fiancee.
Why had she done this to him?
Was that her revenge for leaving her alone?
She had not only broken his heart, but what if Jamie found out?
He just needed to know. And so his decision was made to call Jamie.
Well, after breakfast.