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Re: American Angel in London
I sooooo want them back together!
Let Kate and Jeff hook up.
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18/Feb/2008, 23:28
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Re: American Angel in London
I was thinking that too, Leah!
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19/Feb/2008, 0:08
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Great minds 'eh...lol!
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19/Feb/2008, 14:24
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Re: American Angel in London
Anne's POV
The party ended in a flurry of hugs and goodbyes. In the end, it was Lizzie, Orlando, Kate, Jeff, and I. Saying things were akward was the understatement of the year. But Lizzie was coming home with me a day early so I didn't have to fly back, and she was taking her own sweet time. Jeff had walked into the driveway to call the airport, and get Lizzie a ticket, and I looked over to see Kate helping Lizzie get ready. Orlando was in the back yard, cleaning up.He lifted a garbage bag, only to have the bottom fall out, and all of the trash spill out.
"Oh, here, let me help." I said, grabbing a new trashbag from the table, and walking over, helping him.
He smiled. "Thanks." He said, bending down to pick up a cup. "Anne?"
"Hmmm?" I said without looking up, as I picked up more trash.
"Anne." He said again to get my attention. I looked up.
"What is it?" I asked softly. Before I knew what he was doing, he had me by the hand, puling me forward. My lips crashed against his in my body's rebellion against my mind. Suddenly, the thought of Jeff in the driveway resided in my brain. I put my hands on Orlando's chest, pushing him away.
"I-I can't."
"Anne. Please just...just talk to me. Listen to me."
"No, I listened to you Orlando. I don't care about what happenned with Christine. It's water under the bridge now. But that dosen't change the fact that I'm engaged."
"Don't marry him Anne. You don't love him."
"I do." I said, shaking my head. "I do love him.Not the way I loved you, but.."
"Loved?" Orlando said, almost as if the word choked him.
"Love." I sighed.
"See? We can't just walk away from this."
"Anne? Lizzie's packed. Are you ready?" I heard Jeff call from behind me.
"We have to." I whispered to Orlando, turning to go to the parking lot where Lizzie and Jeff were waiting.
"You okay?" Jeff asked.
"Fine." I said forcing a smile.
"Hey, are you ready?" Orlando asked, walking out with the keys.
"I-I thought Kate was taking us."
"She's on a cleaning binge. I told her I'd take you." he said, climbing into the car. As Jeff sat in the front, and Lizzie and I in the back. I glanced into the rearview mirror, meeting Orlando's eyes, and silently begging him not to say anything.
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Re: American Angel in London
This update was a great b-day present!
Keep it up!
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22/Feb/2008, 0:27
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Anne's POV
I sat in a radio station the next week, doing an interview.Orlando had almost constantly occupied my thoughts since we'd left Austrailia. I pushed myself back into the present as I heard the radio host's question.
"So, we were told you have a brand new song for us?"
Anne smiled. "Yes. Actually brand new." She laughed. "I recorded it last night. But we're going to do a live version today."
"Alright, well evreyone welcome Anne Allen."
Anne smiled, and picked up her guitar, starting to strum.
The Little Things
You do me are taking me over
I wanna show ya
Evreything inside of me
All like a nervous heart
That crazy beat
My feet are stuck here, against the pavement
I wanna break free, I wanna make it.
Closer to your eyes, it's your attention.
Before you pass me by....
Back up, Back up.
Take another chance,
Don't you mess up, mess up.
I don't wanna loose you.
Wake up, wake up.
This ain't just a thing that you
Give up, give up.
Don't you say that I'd be 'better off'
Better off.
Sitting by myself and wondering
If I'm better off, better off without you boy
Now evreytime you notice me.
By, holding me closely, and
Saying sweet things
I don't believe that it could be
You speaking your mind and
Saying the real thing.
My feet have broke free
And I am leaving,
I'm not gonna stand here being lonely
But I don't regret it, and
I don't think it was just a waste of time.
Back up, Back up.
Take another chance,
Don't you mess up, mess up.
I don't wanna loose you.
Wake up, wake up.
This ain't just a thing that you
Give up, give up.
Don't you say that I'd be 'better off'
Better off.
Sitting by myself and wondering
If I'm better off, better off without you boy
Don't just leave me hanging on
Don't just leave me hanging on
The Little Things
You do me are taking me over
I wanna show ya
Evreything inside of me
All like a nervous heart
That crazy beat
My feet are stuck here, against the pavement
I wanna break free, I wanna make it.
Closer to your eyes, it's your attention.
Before you pass me by....
Don't just leave me hanging on...
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Orlando's POV
I walked through the house, seeing Kate watching television.
"Catching up on your celebrity gossip babe?"
I laughed, and started to join her on the couch, until I saw a familar face flash on the tv, and the host begin to speak in the background.
"Anne Allen, MTV music award's best new artist award nominee tied the knot with fiancee, Nashville Sports reporter, Jeff Downs yesterday in the backyard of their tennesse home. The wedding was kept small, the couple's family, a few friends, and Anne's daughter Elizabeth were all that were rumored to attend. E! reporters contacted Lord of the Ring's star Orlando Bloom's agent this morning to ask what he thought of his ex's new marriage. Orlando's agent responded simply with "Orlando has no comment." leaving us to wonder perhaps if Orlando is less than exited for the happy couple."
Kate turned around, dumbfounded. "Oh...Orlando, I'm so sorry. I had no idea..I just was watching and it came on and..."
"It's fine love." I said, walking over, and sitting down beside her. Anne was married? My Anne was married...I was trying to settle myself with the fact, when the phone rang.
"Orlando? It's Fiona."
Orlando inwardly groaned at his agent's voice. "Hi." He mumbled.
"I just saw The E! New's report. You're supposed to present an award at the MTV music awards with the hobbits, do you want me to call and tell them you canceled?"
"No...no. I'll do it, it's okay."
"Orlando...you're presenting in Anne's category."
"It's okay Fi, I can handle it."
"If you say so."
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Re: American Angel in London
Not that I don't like Jeff but maybe Orlando might know some people that may be in the business of i dunno making Jeff disappear? 
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28/Feb/2008, 1:02
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I looked across the room...and there she was. I'd skillfully done my best, and subtly discouraged Kate from coming. She was at home, watching Lizzie. I noted that Anne, was also alone for the evening.
"You boys are up next" The camera man behind us told us. We got up, walking behind stage, and then onto it.
"Today, we'll be presenting the award for best new hobbit. I mean erm...artist." Dom said, making evreyone laugh.
"The nominees are...." Billy read them off.
"And the winner is..." I took the envelope, and smiled. "Anne Allen." Connecting with her face immediatly, I could see the true happiness as she climbed the stairs to accept her award. Her speech was textbook, and she followed us offstage.
"So where's hubby?" I asked, once we were off stage.
"Go away." She growled.
"We need to talk." I whispered in her ear.
"There's nothing to talk about." She said, moving away from me, and setting her award on the table to collect it later.
"There's alot to talk about Anne...please."
She looked up at me. "Will it make you leave me alone?"
"Probably not, but it's worth a shot, right?"
She sighed. "Fine."
The building we were in had lots of empty rooms, since evreyone was in the main room for the awards. We walked into a lounge, and I locked the door behind me, making sure no one followed us. The last thing we needed was our picture on the front page of the People tommorow.
"Orlando, please just say what you wanted to say so I can go home."
"Where's home Anne? With him? You don't love him. So why the hell did you marry him?"
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Orlando's words stung. My mother always told me it was no use pretending, because there was always someone who could see right through you. I never believed her until that moment. I took a deep breath, running my fingers through my hair.
"I do love him." I choked. "I said I don't love him the way I love you."
"Then why are you married to him? You told me once that you believed two people shouldn't be together unless they love each other with their whole hearts. What? You're contradicting yourself now?! You feel trapped Anne. You used him to get over me, and now you don't see a way out."
"You're wrong Orlando. I don't owe you any explination. I'm all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to fix what you broke." I said angrily. He glanced up at me, as if shocked I'd stood up for myself. "Oh, stop looking at me like that." I scolded. "And what about you? You have an amazing girl who's waiting on you at home, that's completley in love with you, and yet you're here with me."
"I care about Kate. But she dosen't make it impossible for me to breathe. She dosen't make me lie awake at night, wondering what she's doing or..if she's okay...or if she's happy."
"Why are you blaming this on me? You're acting as if I'm the one who ended it. When I met you, I thought I'd found the person I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done. Do you have any idea how it feels, to walk into your bedroom and see the person you love curled up next to someone who's supposed to be your friend? Or how it feels when you see her husband, and hear him go on and on about how perfect she is, and how wonderful his family is, and all you want to do, is show him who she really is? But of course you don't, you let him live in denial, because it's easier to believe it didn't really happen then? And-"
My ranting was cut off when I felt myself be tugged forward against his powerful body. The kiss was so passionate, it caught me off guard. My arms instinctivly reached around his neck, pulling him closer to get more of the taste I'd missed so much. When he backed me up towards the couch in the lounge, I didn't resist, simply willing him to do whatever he wanted. I was too exhausted from fighting with him to reject him, or remember that how ever right this felt, it was wrong. I was married, and he was with Kate. But my body wouldn't listen to my mind, and my heart was so confused it had just sat down to take a breather. I reached up, pulling Orlando down further on top of me, my hands bracing against his shoulders, clenching them tightly.
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AHHHH!! No! Bad Orlando. No more sleeping with married women, unless the marriage thing was a publicity stunt to get Orlando off her back? Farfetched but hey it's the entertainment business ya' know 
On the other hand, YEA!!!!!!!
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