Title : Mismatched – Prologue
Author : Emy (thefrenchgirl2 )
Pairing : Orlijah (for the moment), but with up-coming Monaboyd
Rating : PG (this part)
Disclaimer : You know, I love making hot Hollywood-boys kiss each other, and then put them into angsty situations, but seriously… who’d believe this has happened in real life? (We never know, my name could be Lucy, and I could still have the taped proof that… ‘Say no more’ – ‘I can say no more’)
Summary : ‘It’s a creepy thing to think there are people in the world that know a lot more about you than you know about them. It’s an even creepier thing to think you are in possession of a big part of someone else’s life without them even knowing it.’
Beta : The lovely moit . *hugs crazy*
There are six billion people in the world, six billion souls.
Two hundred and twenty-three people of whom you are aware; two hundred and twenty-three people who are aware of you. Yet, how many people on Earth are in knowledge of your existence? Think of it: you could be a big part of someone else’s life, without even knowing it.
That’s the problem with Hollywood, man, you think. And that is also the reason why the whole reunion has been planned outside
You sigh. You down your champagne. You flick the switch to the fluorescent spot-light above your head. You grunt as you try to make your bony-little-self comfortable in that too fucking large first-classy seat. The stranger on your left is snoring in his peaceful sleep.
Your fingers are twitching. You fiddle with your wedding ring. After a brief hesitation, you decide it is best to take it off. You slip it in the right pocket of your too tight jeans.
Most of the plane is asleep, but the same hostess still pads slowly back and forth from one end to another, the thin carpet slightly muffling the persistent rattling of her heels. You shoot your most beautiful fake smile at her. She nods discretely.
This – is going to be – a long – long, very long – flight.