Waiting For The World To Fall : PG-13

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Title: Waiting For The World To Fall
Author: Carrie, Thankful24
Rating: for now it's PG, but if a certain chapter needs a different rating i'll mark it. nothing over PG-13, i think...for now...
Disclaimer: i sadly do not own Orlando or Keira, or any of their friends/family/dogs/or co-stars, etc.
Note: Because i got some much wonderful support for my oneshot, i decided to give a story a try... i wrote a couple of Kelly Clarkson/Justin Guarini stories in the past that were decent but not great, but i havent written a story in a while so bear with me. Also i don't know how soon i will get updates out (marching band practice starts up next week) but i will try my best. i love to know how i'm doing, so feel free to leave me comments and constructive critism. Thanks ya'll- i hope you enjoy it.

Waiting For The World To Fall
Chapter 1

Taking in the surroundings, Keria smiled with excitement as she looked out the small window aboard 'The Anymore.' She was on her way back to the caribbean, where filming of the last half of the third Pirates movie was starting up again in 2 days. She couldn't wait to reunite with the cast. Since the London premire of Dead Man's Chest Keira had been so busy with interviews, photo shoots, and filming 'Silk' in Italy, that she really couldn't keep up with her other co-stars. She had missed them. She missed the weekly movie nights, the late night gossip talks, but most of all she had missed him.

Him. Her Co-star. Her best friend. Her Orlando. The thought of him immediately brought a smile to her face. She had gone to the audition strictly to pursue her acting career, but never in her wildest dreams did she think she would get offered the role and would find such a great friend like him. The two of them had bonded almost instantly, and they quickly developed a close and treasured friendship. He was her confidant, her rock, and he had quickly become one of the most special people in her life. After filming in 2005 had ended, they were both thrown into a whirlwind of publicity, which left very little time to see each other. In fact, she hadn't seen him since the premires four months ago. But she would see him in just a few minutes, and for that matter, every day for the next 6 weeks.

That thought alone brought butterfilies to her stomach, but before she could question it, the boat pulled into the harbor. She jumped out of her seat, and after giving the captian a quick thank you, she made her way outside and to dry land. The bus, with thier faithful driver, Derrick, was waiting for her. She hugged him as she boared, and proceded to chit-chat with him thoughout the short ride to the hotel. Derrick hugged her one last time before helping her unload her luggage from the bus. She thanked him graicously and soon found herself in front of her hotel room. It was the same room she had always had, the room that held so many memories that were dear to her. She giggled looking at the newly replaced plaque with the room number on it. "That's a story to tell the grandkids." She thought to herself, remembering the incident. Keira placed her stuff inside the room quickly before returning to the elevator that brought her to the fifth floor.

Keira could hear Johnny's and Orlando's happy bannter from outside the meeting room door, and she couldn't help but smile at the sound. She quickly opened the door and made her way inside.

Taking a quick look around, she saw Makenzie, Johnny, Orlando, and Lee standing by the window talking and laughing. Jack and Geoffery were seated at a large wooden table in the center of the room reading the latest script, and Gore was off in the corner quietly talking on his cell phone. The others were nowhere in sight.

Dropping her messenger bag to the floor, Keira placed her hands on her hips before speaking. "Did my boys miss me?" At the sound of her voice, everyone immediately stopped talking and looked over at her. "Well don't just stand there!" The Jack, Makenzie, Lee, Geoffry, and Johnny all came over to where Keira was and hugged her tightly, and Keira couldn't help but laugh. "Ok, ok, that was lovely. I think you're cutting off my air supply Johnny." She giggled trying to pry the man off her who kept rejusting his grip on her.

They quickly stepped back and Jack was the first to speak. "Well, well, well. I hope you're ready to do some Oscar-worthy acting, Ms. Knightley." She punched him in the shoulder, making him laugh. "You look great Keir." Keira smiled at him. It was definitely good to be back with the cast who all seemed to be in good spirits.

Keira excused herself from Jack and Johnny and made her way over to Gore. They exchanged hugs and she caught up on what she would have to be doing within the month. His phone rang, so she politely excused herself and made her way over to the large table and sat down. She grabbed a newly revised script and began the long, tedious process of re-reading it.

Keira had only gotten through the first couple of pages before being startled by the feel of someone's hands over her eyes, blocking her vision. "Guess who?" Keira immediately smiled. She knew that voice from anywhere, but if he wanted to play this game, then so be it. "Hmm, let me think. That sexy voice and these strong, large, hands could only belong to one man. Mr. Depp." Keira couldn't help but giggle when she heard his scoff behind her. "Keira, I'm insulted."

Still laughing, Keira replied. "You didn't hear? He's my new boy toy. According to the tabloids, we are passionately in love and I'm carrying his child right now." When she felt his hands being removed from her face, Keira quickly turned around and finally looked at the man in front of her. She took in his faded blue jeans, the black t-shirt that fit him perfectly, his choclate curls that were a mess at the moment, before finally resting on his amused and mischievous eyes. He was definitely a sight for sore eyes. "Its good to see you Or." Orlando smiled warmly at her. "Good to see you too Keir, and the joke was so not funny, but I guess i can let it slide for now. So do I get a hug too?"

Keira rolled her eyes and gave Orlando an incredulous look. "Of course you do darling." He opened his arms wide, and Keira didn't need any more encouragement than that. She quickly closed the distance between them and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. Orlando immediately closed his arms around her and pulled her tightly against him as he lifted her off the ground in an attempt to pull her closer to his body. He deeply inhaled the lingering smell of her shampoo as he put his head in the curve of her neck. "It's so good to see you Keira. I missed you." At the sound of Orlando's sincere words, Keira tightly shut her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of being held in his strong arms. It never failed to amaze her just how much comfort she found in his embrace. Regardless of how she was feeling, with a simple hug from Orlando she always felt safe and comforted. She quietly whispered in his ear, "I missed you too Or, more than you know."

Their embrace was quickly ended when they heard several people clearing their throats behind them. They turned around and saw that the rest of the cast were staring at them with mixtures of amusement and curiosity. Keira nervously ran a hand through her hair before speaking. "Hey, when did everyone show up?" Johnny chuckled at his embarassed friend. "Oh a few minutes ago. You two didn't notice since you were so caught up in each other." That comment brought laughter from the others, and deep blushes from Orlando and Keira. Before any more tormenting could occur, several members from the crew and the directors of the shoot walked into the room. Jerry Bruckheimer,the main producer of the movie, took his seat at the head of the table before speaking. "Glad to see everyone made it here safe and sound. If you all take a seat, we can get this little meeting over with."

The cast quickly took their seats, with Keira sitting directly across from Orlando. The meeting began, and it was to basically fill the actors, and actress, in on what was to be expected from them. They went over security details, and various media obligations they would have to fulfill over the course of the shoot, and finally when they were to actually begin filming. The meeting lasted a little over an hour, and surprisingly everyone hung on to every word that was said. The excitement on all their faces was apparent. Each of them had enjoyed the previous shoots and in 2 days all the crazy maddness would begin once again.

'Well I think that's it guys. All I can say is to enjoy the next 6 weeks and most importantly, have fun! Who knows? This shoot might have a few interesting twists and turns along the way." At Jerry's last comment, Keira looked over to Orlando and was taken aback by the intense stare he was directing her way. Those butterflies were back in her stomach, and she didn't know what to make of that just yet. She forced herself to look away from his intense stare and she tried to focus on the script in front of her.

A few seats away, Johnny and Jack took in the little exchange between Keira and Orlando. Jack leaned over to quietly whisper in his ear. "Is it just me, or did you feel the heat from their stare all the way down here?" Johnny quickly nodded his head in agreement while keeping his eyes on Keira and Orlando. A wide smiled crossed Johnny's face before replying. "Yeah, you're right. And you know what else? I think Jerry is right. I think there are definitely going to be some surprises on this shoot..."

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Later that night...

Orlando plopped down onto the sofa with an exhausted sigh. After taking a long look around his hotel room, he closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the sofa. It had been an exhausting day. After the meeting with the production crew, they had several meetings with wardrobe and then it was off for several hours of intense rehearsals. While it had been tiring, it had certainly been worth it. In his opinion, this movie was going to be incredible and he could only hope the fans felt the same way. Taking a look at his watch, Orlando saw that it was 11:15. He grabbed the TV remote from the coffee table and quickly began flipping through the channels.

"Perfect", he thought, when he saw that "Night of the Living Dead" would be on in 15 minutes. "Just enough time to make some popcorn." He jumped off the couch and quickly made his way into the small kitchen area to get the popcorn. Just as he put the popcorn in the microwave, his cell phone rang. Picking it up off one of the dressers, he flipped it open.

"Hello?"

"Hey, what's up?"

Orlando smiled softly at the sound of Keira's voice on the other line. "Hey Keir, not too much. What's going on?"

"I was bored, so I thought I would bug you for awhile."

Orlando laughed and rolled his eyes. "Gee, thanks Keira. I feel so honored that you chose me to pick on. If you're so bored, I'm about ready to sit down and watch 'Night of the Living Dead'. You're welcome to join me."

"Night of the Living Dead? Come on. You know I hate scary movies. I'll be up the rest of the night if I watch that thing."

Orlando grinned at Keira's comment. It was absolutely true. She did hate scary movies. He remembered all the times when the gang would watch horror movies and Keira would be absolutely terrified. Who would have ever guessed that Keira Knightley was a big ol' scaredy cat?

"Aww come on Keira. I won't let anything happen to you. I'll protect you from the big bad zombies. Besides, I've got popcorn."

There was silence on the line for a few seconds before Keira responded. "Popcorn? It is butter popcorn?" Orlando laughed. "Of course Keira. What other kind is there? Come on Keira, what do you say?"

He could hear her defeated sigh on the other line. "Fine, fine. I'll come over Or. But only because you have popcorn. And I'm warning you now Bloom, if I'm up the rest of the night because of nightmares, I'm coming after you."

"It's a deal darling. I'll see you in a few minutes." Laughing, Orlando hung up the phone and turned back to the popcorn.

A few minutes later, he heard soft knocking on the door. He hurried over and opened the door and watched as Keira brushed past him carrying a paper bag. Setting it down on the kitchen table, she began unpacking its contents while speaking to Orlando. "I didn't know if you had any drinks over here, so I brought a couple of Pepsis, and of course some candy."

To be honest, Orlando hadn't heard one word Keira said. He was too busy staring at her. She was wearing a white tank top, and a pair of gray sweatpants that hung low on her hips, which allowed him to see small patches of her tanned stomach. She had no make-up on, and her hair was pulled up in a messy bun, but to Orlando, she looked amazing. Her loud voice knocked him out of his trance. Startled, he looked back up at her. "I'm sorry Keira, what were you saying?" Keira gave him a concerned look. "Are you OK Orlando? You looked like you spaced out for a moment."

Orlando fought not to blush under her curious gaze. "I'm fine. Tell you what; I'm going to go change into something more comfortable. Make yourself at home." He quickly grabbed some clothes from his suitcase and ran into the bathroom. After the door had been closed behind him, Keira stared at it for a few seconds before muttering to herself. "Well that was certainly strange. I wonder what's up with him?"

In the bathroom, Orlando splashed some water on his face and took a few deep-steadying breaths. What had just happened back there? He had just openly gawked at one of his best friends. "God she probably thinks I'm psycho now or something. Get yourself together Bllom. You're really starting to lose it man." He quickly changed into his pajamas, and taking one last look at himself in the mirror, he walked out of the bathroom.

Keira was already lying on the bed when she heard the bathroom door open. "You better hurry, it's starting in less than a minute." "I'm coming Keira. Hold your horses." Keira watched as Orlando placed his clothes in his suitcase. With his back turned to her, Keira was able to look him over, and she giggled quietly at the sight of his hair, which was in complete disarry. Continuing her gaze, she couldn't help but laugh at his choice of pajamas. "Hey Orlando, those silk boxers, are lovely baby."

Orlando turned around and looked down to see what Keira found so amusing about his clothes. Realizing for the first time what boxers he did in fact have on, he couldn't stop the blush from forming on his face. He had been so flustered and eager to escape Keira's gaze that he didn't realize what boxers he had grabbed from his suitcase. The boxers were black, with tiny little cupids and hearts all over them. After looking at the boxers again, Keira's giggle turned into a full blow laugh.

"My God Orlando, where the hell did you get those? And aren't you just a tad early for Valentine's Day?" Orlando pretended to be hurt by her jokes, but seeing her beautiful smile and hearing her infectious laughter, he had no choice but to join in on the fun. "Hey now little missy, these boxers are styling. You just wish you had a pair too. Besides, it doesn't have to be Valentine's Day for me to be in the mood for love."

Their laughter soon subsided, and Orlando made his way over to join Keira on the bed. They both sat with their backs against the headboard and with the popcorn bowl between them. The movie began and they both became engrossed in it.

"Oh my God, run you stupid woman, RUN! The zombie is right behind you!!!" Keira shouted at the TV. Orlando looked over at her and couldn't help but chuckle. In his opinion, it was always much more fun to watch Keira watching a movie, than to actually watch the movie itself. She was always so animated, and she could never sit still. It was actually pretty darn cute now that he thought about it.

Startled by the zombie who came crashing through the window, Keira let out a high squeal and buried her head deep into Orlando's chest while clinging tightly to his neck. "I so hate you for doing this to me. Let me know when I can look again." Orlando laughed loudly. "Are you really this scared Keira? My God, you're worse than I thought, and you're really starting to cut off my air supply darling."

Orlando smiled and looked down when he felt Keira snuggle even deeper into his chest. Her whole body was practically on top of his, and he could feel her warm breath against his chest through the thin fabric of his t-shirt. He was enjoying this alot more than he probably should be, but at this point he really didn't care. "Ok Keira, you can look now."

Keira hesitantly lifted her head from his chest to look at the TV, and she yelped again when she saw a zombie busily devouring one of its victims. She playfully began beating Orlando's chest while yelling, "That was not funny mister. Just wait. Paybacks are hell Bloom." Orlando was laughing so hard tears were coming to his eyes. "Ooo I'm scared now Keira. What's a little thing like you going to do to me?"

Keira lifted herself off of Orlando and stared challengingly into his eyes. "I just might have to go call every teen magazine and let them know just what the almighty Orlando Bllom really wears to bed. Maybe they can get you to pose for their centerfold wearing these infamous boxers."

Orlando's face felt like it was on fire, and he knew it was probably a very deep shade of red. "That's so not funny Keira. You wouldn't really do that, would you?" An evil smile spread across Keira's face. "Perhaps. If you keep teasing me like that, I will definitely be making some phone calls." They settled back and watched the remainder of the movie. As the credits rolled, Keira yawned and then looked at her watch. "Wow it's already 1 AM. I should go to bed. We have an early wakeup call tomorrow."

They both got off the bed and walked to the door. As Keira reached for the doorknob, she felt Orlando's hand on her shoulder. Turning, she looked up into his brown eyes.

"Thanks for hanging out with me Keira. I had a really fun time tonight." Smiling softly into his eyes, Keira responded. "Me too Orlando. It's been awhile since I've been able to relax and enjoy myself. We definitely have to do it again soon." She opened the door and turned to look at Orlando one last time. "Good night." She was shocked when Orlando leaned down and gave her a slow, deliberate kiss on her cheek. He gave her a playful wink before whispering, "Good night Keir, sweet dreams."

When the door closed behind her, Keira made her way down the hallway to her own room. Leaning her head against the door, she shakily raised a hand to the spot on her cheek where Orlando's lips were just a few seconds ago. Her skin tingled as she thought about how soft and warm his lips had been against her cheek. She shook her head to get rid of those thoughts. "What's wrong with you Keira? He's kissed you on the cheek dozens of times before and it didn't matter. What's so different about this time?" When no immediate answer came to her, she opened her door with a sigh and went in.

[aliaschic04]

Aww! Sooo sweet!! Update soon!!

[venus567]

beautiful! please update soon! ;D

[tragiclove]

loved it! update please!?!

[*Syd*]

loving it, its already fab please update

[Jems]

This is good I likes it, I like how you write its very easy to read but in depth and well written *claps* me loves chicks ;D

[thankful24]

Hey Ya'll! Thanks for the great comments- i'm gald you like it so far. I have to say that i'm rather proud of myself, i wrote this chapter and the next this morning (i've never written two chapters in a day before.) anyways i hope ya'll enjoy the next installment...on to chapter TWO!


Chapter Two

"Alright Orlando, you can go take a five minute break while I work with Keira." Orlando sighed with relief at the photographer's words, and he quickly proceeded over to the Kraft service table. Grabbing a bottle of water, he sat down on the floor and closed his eyes as he took a gulp of the cool refreshing liquid. He opened his tired eyes again and looked around. The cast was back at the hotel, where a small backdrop had been set up for promotional pictures that would be used by some magazine in England. Looking briefly at his watch, Orlando groaned miserably when he saw that its was only 8:30 in the morning. This was going to be a very, very long day. He had only managed to get a few hours of sleep the previous night. After Keira left his room around 1 in the morning, he tossed and turned in bed before finally dosing off around 4.

At the thought of Keira, Orlando looked over at her and watched as she talked with Fritz, the photographer. She was bright-eyed, smiling and laughing, and appeared to be ready for whatever the day had in store. "I guess she had no problems getting to sleep last night," Orlando silently thought to himself. Taking another sip of water, he continued to watch Keira.

"Alright Keira, smile brightly for me. Pretend it's Christmas and you're getting ready to open all your pretty gifts." Keira fought hard not to roll her eyes at Fritz as she smiled brightly at the camera. To be honest, she didn't know how much more she could take of this guy. He was definitely on the odd side, and his thick German accent was really starting to get on her last nerve. A few more flashes went off in front of her, and then Fritz stopped as an assistant came up to speak with him.

With the short break, Keira looked around the room and her gaze landed on Orlando. He was looking right at her, but he looked absolutely miserable, as if he was ready to kill someone, to put it mildly. Checking to make sure Fritz wasn't looking, Keira turned back to Orlando and did her best impersonation of Jack Sparrow in an attempt to get him to laugh.

Orlando watched as Keira proceeded to make strange faces at him. She was crossing her eyes as she sucked her cheeks in to look like a fish. It was hard, but Orlando managed to keep a straight face. Keira didn't stop though. Still looking at Orlando, she pointed at Fritz and then signaled that she thought he was crazy. Orlando nodded his head in agreement, but still didn't smile. Getting more determined, Keira pointed to Fritz again, and this time made the motion of hanging herself before dramatically falling to the floor as if she was dead. Orlando gave up the fight and openly laughed at Keira's silly antics. Keira managed to quickly get off the ground just before Fritz turned back around to face her. She gave one last smile and wink to Orlando before listening intently to Fritz's directions.

With an amused smile on his face, Orlando watched as Keira jumped right back into professional mode. It was one of her many traits that amazed him. She could be silly and goofy one moment, and then all business the next. Thinking about her recent goofy antics brought another laugh from Orlando. Keira was certainly one of a kind.

Orlando was broken from his thoughts as Paul, Fritz's assistant, yelled for him that his break was over. With a soft groan he got off the floor and slowly made his way over to where the others were gathering. Still smiling, he finally stood next to Keira. Keira looked at Orlando with a shocked expression before speaking. "Oh my God, am I imagining things, or is that a real smile on Orlando's face? I think it's the first one all morning." Orlando playfully rolled his eyes as Keira continued. "Seriously Or, you were looking mighty scary over in that corner sulking. Good thing there wasn't any small children around or you would have had them running away screaming." Olando tried to give Keira his best mean look, but he only ended up smiling more. "Ha Ha Keira. Very funny. You've made your point, now quit teasing me." Just as Keira was about to make another smart comeback, Paul's voice rang out.

"OK ladies, excuse me, lady and gentlemen. We're going to seperate into pairs. So guys, find yourselves a seat and sit down for a moment and we'll get started." Orlando was disappointed when he saw Jack grab Keira's hand before he had the chance to. He found a seat on the floor next to Johnny. Turning back around, Orlando looked over again at Keira and Jack, who were now posistioned in front of the camera. The sight of their hands tightly clasped together brought forth a surge of new emotions. "Why is it bothering me so much to see them holding hands? They're just friends, just like Keira and I are. There's no way I'm jealous. You're being crazy Orlando..", he silently thought while watching the pair.

"You need to calm down, mate" Orlando looked to his left to see Johnny watching him with a quizzical look on his face. He nodded to Orlando's hands, which were both balled up into fists. "It's just a photoshoot, she's acting, mate." Orlando diped his head down, shaking his head to clear his thoughts.

Orlando turned his attention back to the photographer. The shot was going to be pretty straightforward, with the Johnny, Jack, and Orlando each with Keira once, and then a few of Orlando with Johnny. "We're going to switch you guys up now. Jack and Orlando, why don't you guys change places?" Orlando fought not to smile as he made his was way over to where she was standing. "Nice to see you again Mr. Bloom. Couldn't bear to be away from me for so long?" Keira looked at Orlando with a playful smirk. "In your dreams Knightley...in your dreams."

"Alright guys, just do whatever feels natural. Have fun!" Orlando and Keira smiled at each other and decided to enjoy themselves. They took several photos of Keira on Orlando's back, and then some with Orlando holding Keira in his arms. For the last shot, Orlando smoothly dipped Keira back while she clung to his shoulders. She laughed while smiling brightly into the camera, while Orlando smiled adoringly at Keira. The photographer was eating it up, and the other cast members could only stand back and watch in wonder at the pair. They were so comfortable with one another and there was no denying the attraction between the two.

Fritz put his camera down and hurried over to Orlando and Keira. "That was simply marvelous. In all my years in this business, I have never seen such chemistry, such electricity, and such love between a couple in my life. You two are a couple in real life, yes?" Orlando and Keira's eyes widened in shock at his question and Keira began coughing uncontrollably while Orlando fought to find his voice. "Uhh, no...no we're just friends." Fritz looked disappointedly at the pair before speaking. "Just friends? Oh I thought for certain that there was something more. I'm usually right about these things, but I guess I just misread the situation. Didn't mean to embarass the two of you."

By this time, Keira had stopped coughing long enough to speak up. "It's quite alright Fritz. No permanent damage done." Paul turned to the the other people present and announced that the shoot was over. After thanking them all, he began packing up his equipment. Orlando and Keira still stood side by side. Orlando rocked back on his heels a few times and stuffed his hands deeply into his pockets while Keira appeared to be fascinated with her shoes. Orlando finally spoke up. "So, pretty funny what Fritz said, huh?" Keira finally looked up at Orlando and managed a weak smile. "Yeah, absolutely hilarious..." She was interruped by the ringing of Orlando's cell phone. He sent her an appoligetic glance before answering he phone. "Kate. No, you're not interrupting anything." Keira turned around, picking up her bag, before exiting the room. She sighed as she thought about what had just happened. "The two of us, a couple? That's ridiculous. We're just friends."

With a sigh, Orlando shut off his cell phone and shoved it back into his pocket. He slowly began making his way back to his own room, leaving the rest of the cast completely bewildered at what had just happened. No one said anything for a few moments before Johnny finally spoke up. "So, what the hell just happened?" A slow smile crossed Jack's face before he spoke softly. "Looks like something's up, and the shoot hasn't even started yet..."

The next day...

Today was the day. The filming had offically began and the excitement and anxiety could be felt throughout the set. Everywhere Keira turned, she saw people running around, whether it was the crew putting the last touches on the set, management running around talking to press, and wardrobe assistants and stylists putting the last touches on costumes. While making her way down to the docks, Keira was nearly run over by two crew members carrying what looked like gunpowder barrels. “My god this is insane,” she thought. She took a deep breath before continuing down by the dock. The past 2 days had been exhausting, filled with nothing but press and rehearsals. She should have dropped dead from exhaustion by now, but the adrenaline pumping through her veins kept her going. She couldn’t stop the goofy smile from forming on her face at the thought of finally begining to film.

Before she realized it, she was in front of the wardrobe trailer. She was due for one last costume fitting, and after taking a quick look at her watch, she saw that she was right on time. Pushing the door open she looked around the room. The trailer was quite large, and it was divided into smaller dressing rooms by curtains. That way, several of the actoes could be fitted at the same time while still having a little bit of privacy. At first glance, Keira didn’t see anyone in the room.

“Hello? Penny? Are you in here?” Penny Rose was the main stylist for the movies and she was quite the character. She could be quite neurotic at times, but overall she was a total sweetheart and a good addition to the team. A few seconds later, she heard her voice respond. “Keira is that you? I’m back here. Come on over sweetie.” Following the sound of her voice, Keira made her way to one of the small dressing rooms in the back. She pushed aside the curtain as she made her way inside. “Sorry if I’m a few minutes late, I got caught up in...”

Her words trailed off as she entered the small room and took in the sight. There was Orlando in the center of the room standing on a pedestal, wearing a pair of the form fitting trouser pants and a white long sleeved shirt that was completely unbuttoned at the moment, which allowed her to see his tanned and toned stomach. Penny was busily working on the cuffs of Orlando’s trousers, while a young female assistant was working on the sleeves of His shirt. Orlando, who had been talking to the assistant when Keira walked in, looked up and gave Keira one of his charming smiles.

Realizing that she was openly staring at him, Keira quickly looked away and fought to keep her attention on something, anything else in the room. “Is this a bad time Penny? I thought you told me to be here at 1, but I can come back later.” Penny continued to fight with Orlando’s pants as he replied. “No honey, I’m just running a little behind. Its like Orlando’s entire wedding costume decided to fall apart on us. I’ll be done with him in a few minutes. Actually, since you’re here, do you think you could help me with something?”

Keira took a few more steps into the room as she placed her belongings on one of the plastic chairs against the wall. “What do you need Penny?” Penny finally turned to look at her as she spoke. “I could use another set of hands over here. Come over here and hold Orlando’s pants up.”

“WHAT!!!?” Keira and Orlando both yelled at the same time. Keira was the first to regain her composure. “I don’t know Penny, you seem to be handling things ok over there.” Penny rolled her eyes at the young flustered girl. “It would make my life a lot easier if you just come over here. Orlando’s arms are occupied at the moment, and I can’t hold his pants up and do the hemming at the same time. I’m good, but not that good.” Keira looked over and saw that Orlando’s arms were straight out in front of him with the assistant working on the cuffs, and Penny did in fact look to be struggling with his pants at the moment. Rubbing her face in frustration she gave Orlando a hesitant look. “Do you mind Or?”

“Its not a problem Keir.” Orlando swallowed hard as he watched Keira move closer to him. The thought of Keira touching him was definitely making his stomach do flip-flops. He closed his eyes and fought to clear those thoughts away.

Since Penny and the assistant were both working in the front of Orlando, Keira walked to stand behind him. After taking a few steadying breaths, she slowly reached out and placed her arms around his waist, and then settled her hands on the top of his pants. At the feel of her soft hands on his stomach, Orlando’s eyes widened as he took in a sharp breath at the electric shock that coursed through his veins. Keira felt his stomach muscles clench tightly beneath her hands. “Are you OK Orlando?”

“Uhh yeah Keir, Just fine. Your hands were cold that’s all.” It wasn’t a complete lie. Her hands had been somewhat cold. But at the first feel of her hands on his stomach, his whole body seemed to be on fire. Orlando looked down at Penny in front of him, and silently prayed that she'd finished soon. It wasn’t that he didn’t enjoy the feel of Keria’s hands around his waist. In fact, he was worried that he was going to start enjoying it a little too much. At that moment he couldn’t imagine a more mortifying experience than to have his body “respond” to the simple feel of Keira’s hands on him. Closing his eyes and gritting his teeth, he prayed that he would get out of the room without making a complete idiot out of himself.

Secretly, Keira was fighting her own internal battle behind Orlando. Never had she been more aware of the presence of Orlando Bloom than at that moment. She tried to focus on anything but him, but it was a hopeless cause. She couldn’t help but marvel at the feel of Orlando’s warm skin under her fingertips and at how solid his body really was. “My God Keira you are starting to become some starry eyed teenie. What is wrong with you? Its Orlando for crying out loud.” she thought quietly. She took a deep breath, hoping to calm her unsteady nerves, but it only made them worse. Keira took in the smell of his cologne and lingering remnants of his aftershave and she was beginning to get lightheaded. Just when she thought she couldn’t take it any more, Penny’s voice echoed through the room, letting them know that she had finished with Orlando’s pants.

Keira quickly stepped away from Orlando and walked over to her bag. Opening it, she grabbed her bottle of water and took a big gulp of the cool liquid. She ran a hand over her face, trying to regain her composure before she turned back to look at him. They shared a heated glance for a few moments before Orlando stepped off the pedestal and turned his attention to Penny. “So is that all Penny, or is there something else?” “Nope, that’s it Orlando. Now I just need you to take off those clothes so they can be ironed for tonight.”

Keira’s head snapped up at that last comment, and when she looked over at Orlando, she was shocked to see him taking off his shirt. She quickly got up and made her way to the curtain. “Umm, I think that’s my cue to leave. I’m gonna go the bathroom and I’ll be right back Penny.” She gave one last look to Orlando before hurriedly exiting the room.

In the bathroom, Keira splashed some water on her face and took a few deep breaths. Leaning her arms against the edges of the sink, she closed her eyes tightly as she leaned her head against the mirror in front of her. She replayed the recent events back in her mind. The whole situation was completely harmless, and it was with Orlando of all people, a person she felt completely comfortable with. Opening her eyes she took a step back to examine herself in the mirror. If it was completely harmless, why did she react the way she did? Why were her palms sweating, her breathing shallow and rapid, and her heart pounding a mile a minute? What did it all mean? And most importantly, what did it mean for her and Orlando’s friendship?

Later that night…

After finishing the final line of day's scene, Orlando could only smile in amazement as he looked around the set. The movie was filmed a bit past the halfway point, and so far, things were going great. There were a few technical difficulties with the sound and lighting, but that was to be expected with the first day of shooting. The most important thing was that the everyone was having a blast and the directors seemed to be enjoying what had been filmed. Orlando stepped out of the camera's view frame.
He stayed behind the camera wanting to catch a quick glimpse of one of his best friends performing. Johnny and Jack were locked in a heated arguement, while Keira desperatly tryed to stop them. The moment his eyes landed on her, his breath caught in his throat. He slowly let his eyes roam over her features, and he took in her slightly discheiveled but still curled hair which framed her face perfectly, the sheer black sailor shirt that suited her character quite well, before finally resting on her face. She was absolutely…breathtaking. Orlando took in another sharp breath as he continued to watch her act her heart out. At that moment, he knew without a doubt that she was the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on, and he couldn’t seem to tear his eyes away from her. Orlando was so lost at that moment that the only thing he could see was Keira, and the only thing he could hear was the rapid beating of his own heart. Had she always been this beautiful? And why had he never noticed it before? The ring of his cell phone broke up his thoughts.

Never taking his eyes off Keira he quietly answered it. “Kate. Hi." He turned, his back facing his co-stars and continued his converstation, the image of Keira still apperent in his head. Slowly but surely, he was becoming aware of one thing – that Keira Knightley was working her way deeper into his heart than he ever thought possible.


EDITED: 'cause i'm stupid and called Orlando 'Justin' twice. Sorry.

[*Syd*]

thanx for the update its amazing

[aliaschic04]

Yay! An update! I'm addicted; more please! hee hee.

[okfan]

THIS IS THE BEST ORLANDO AND KEIRA FIC I HAVE READ!! no offence to the other authors cause your fics are sooooooooooooooooo gooood.
please upate today. keira and orlando are so cute!!!

[venus567]

great update!

[thankful24]

Can i first just say that you guys are absolutuly amazing?! My friend who edits for me said that i should make ya'll wait a bit for an update but since you guys seem to be wanting more, i decided not to be evil. haha. Thanks for the wonderful feedback, i love it, so keep it up! This update i'm gonna rate PG-13, just for some sexual references in the club scene... I hope you guys like the update- it was fun to write!

Chapter Three

Tossing a seemingly innocent - albeit sideways - glance across the hotel room, it was only a matter of seconds before a pillow landed him smack in-between the eyes. His head of chocolate curls danced with the impact, but within one quick moment, he had recovered and pounced into action, bounding across the oversized bed and pinning her small body to it.

His legs settled quickly on either side of her hips as his muscular hand held tightly to both of her wrists above her head. Although she squirmed relentlessly beneath his lean frame, she couldn’t break free from his iron grasp, and an audible groan of discontent escaped her tight lips as his free fingers fell to her skin. His long, broad fingers danced playfully across her sides and stomach, teasing and tickling relentlessly as she giggled and squirmed beneath him.

A high-pitched yelp escaped her lips as the back of her head came into full contact with the headboard of the hotel room bed. Momentarily releasing her, he chuckled as her now free hands quickly forgot about the shooting pain in her head and made their way to his sides. Chilled from the cool stormy caribbean air in August, her small hands were just as feisty as the rest of her, quickly traveling underneath his T-shirt to tickle the bare, toned skin she found there.

A more masculine and hearty laughter filled the room now, although its tone still mixed with that of an overjoyed child as her fingers wreaked havoc upon his skin. He’d never admit to being ticklish, but in all their time together, she had learned of his small weaknesses, like how he chuckled when her fingers sunk into the warm skin around his belly button.

Her feminine body now rested innocently atop his, as she tickled him unmercifully and he wiggled around the king sized hotel bed. Reaching behind him, he gripped tightly to the feather pillow that he had been hit with earlier and put it to good use of his own. He lifted his arm into the air, quickly bringing the pillow down upon her perfect behind, eliciting another fit of giggles to escape her lips. After a few more strikes to her butt with the pillow, an explosion of sorts occurred as feathers flew across the room, sending them both into another round of hysterics.

Gasping for breath as the tears pooled down her cheeks, Keira Knightley tried desperately to subside her giggles as she collapsed atop of Orlando Bloom, their bodies both covered in feathers.

“Score one for Mr. Bloom.” Orlando chuckled as Keira rolled off of him, shaking her head in mock disgust.

“Na-uh love…You destroyed a pillow, and therefore, you lose. It’s the feather-flying clause of the Pillow Fight Rule Book.”

“I object!” He shook his head, climbing into a sitting position and adjusting his T-shirt. “I won this fair and square because you gave up!”

“I had feathers in my mouth.” She laughed, plucking a stray feather from her dirty blonde hair.

“Call it a tie then and we’ll just have to have a rematch?”

“No way!”

“Come on, Keir.” He stuck out his bottom lip, extending her his best puppy dog face and implementing his baby voice. “It’s awlmost by birfday.”

“Don’t give me the pout!” She slapped his arm playfully. “Your birthday isn‘t for five more months”

“So? It’s closer than yours, Ms. Knightley!”

Plopping back down onto the bed, Keira reached for the remote, flipping the TV on and allowing a melodramatic yawn to escape her lips. As he continued to whine, she raised the volume on the TV to nearly ear-splitting levels, until he jumped up and shut it off, sending them into another round of tickles and flying feathers.

“Orlando!” A voice called from outside the hotel room door. “You coming out with us or what, mate?”

“Uh-Oh.” Orlando chuckled, disentangling himself from Keira and bounding towards the door, his jeans hanging low on his hips and his T-shirt clinging to his muscular upper body. Opening the door, he came face to face with Johnny, his brow knit and his annoyance evident. “Sorry man.” Orlando chuckled, glancing over his shoulder at Keira. “Ms. Oscar Nominee herself decided to grace me with her presence and I forgot we were going out.”

“Come on!” Johnny whined. “You promised you’d hit the club with us tonight…Time to pick us up some women.”

“Man, you only have a one-track mind, and you have a girlfriend!” Orlando laughed, punching Johnny in the arm. “You guys can go ahead without me.”

“Come on…Get dressed and meet me and the guys downstairs in five.” He smirked, glancing over Orlando’s shoulder at a slightly disheveled Keira lying breathless on the bed. Dropping his voice to a whisper, his looked up at Orlando quizzically. “You Dog! You don’t have to come if you’re getting some here tonight?”

Orlando shook his head at Johnny, shoving him slightly as a soft wishful laugh floated from his lips. “Now, THAT definitely won’t be happening…I’ll be down in five.”

“Oh and Orlando? You may want to take the feathers out of your hair…Ain’t getting any girls that way…”

Closing the door, Orlando leaned his back against it, tossing a smile at Keira who was feigning utter disinterest.

“So whatcha up to tonight KK?”

“Ummm…Sitting alone in my hotel room watching some movies is sounding rather entertaining at the moment…”

“Come with us…”

“No thanks, I’d rather not witness Testerone Fest 2006…” She rolled her eyes.

“Aw honey.” He laughed teasingly. “You and Ted could pick up boys together…”

“Orlando!” She laughed, sticking her tongue out at him. “Go have fun with the boys…Make sure to say hi for me to all of the half necked, gorgeous island women throwing themselves at you while Jack and Johnny sit in the corner sulking…I’ve gone out with everyone enough to know how it works…”

“Aww come on Keir…It’ll be fun!” He smiled charmingly at her. “Go to you room, get all sexy and be back here in five minutes!”

She raised her eyebrows playfully before looking down at herself, chuckling softly at the oversized New York sweatshirt that obviously wasn’t hers and her faded blue jeans. “It’s gonna take a lot more than 5 minutes to make me sexy…”

“Whatever!” Orlando chuckled, pulling his T-shirt over his head and opening up his closet to look for a new shirt.

Biting her lip, Keira couldn’t help but allow her eyes to slide leisurely from his mess of curls to his long neck, broad shoulders and perfectly toned back. Biting back a giggle she allowed her eyes a free roam over his cute little butt and his muscular thighs and then back up to the feathers sticking out of his hair.

Damn, did she have one gorgeous best friend.

“Why aren’t you in your room getting ready?” Orlando chuckled, turning around to catch her holding back a smile. “What?!”

“Nothing…except your head is full of feathers.” She giggled, before bounding off the bed and towards the door. “Be back in five.”

Chuckling to himself, Orlando pulled one last feather out of his curls as he checked himself out in the mirror. A form-fitting dark blue button down shirt adorned his upper body, tucked into a pair of dressy black paints. He looked every bit the part of heartthrob as he ruffled his chocolate mane one last time in the mirror, pacing back and forth awaiting Keira.

He knew the guys would already tease him for bringing her along, but if they were any later than they already were, he knew he’d never hear the end of it.

Finally deciding to take matters into his own hands, Orlando through a jacket over his shoulders, and headed down the hallway. “Keir, come on…” He whined, drumming his fingers teasingly against the cool wood of her door as a crash came from inside the room. “You okay?”

“Yeah…” She called from behind the door. “Just knocked over a lamp trying to get my shoe on…I mean…Don’t ask…I’ll be right out.”

Rubbing his eyes, he shook his head as he leaned against the wall next to the door, waiting for it to open and assuming it would be at least fifteen minutes before it did so. However, to his shock, the door flung open only seconds later, revealing a surprisingly not-so-frazzled Keira Knightley, dressed and made-up from head to toe.

“What’s that look for?” She teased, taking in his surprised expression.

“Nothing…just thought you wouldn’t be ready yet…You look great.” He smiled, desperately fighting an inner battle with his eyes to remain on hers while they truly longed to roam every last inch of her perfect body.

Sure she was his friend, but damn, she was hot.

Allowing her to walk just slightly ahead of him, Orlando finally gave his eyes permission to take a leisurely trip down her body. The halter top she wore tied around her neck, revealing her unusually sexy shoulders as the deep red fabric ran down over her sides, sliding down to the black skirt that tightly hugged her slightly swaying hips. A pair of black strappy heels wrapped around her feet and ankles as the muscles in her firm legs contracted as she walked, and Orlando couldn’t help but wonder how many eyebrows little Miss Keira Knightley would unknowingly be raising tonight.

“Come on, Slow!” She giggled innocently, gesturing for him to catch up with her as she stepped aboard the elevator. He smiled at her innocence and the way little endearing terms like that floated out of her mouth without her even thinking about them. He was walking slowly, and although he knew that he had ulterior motives in doing so, she was naïve as to that fact, so it made perfect sense for Keira to call him that. Yet, it was something distinctly original that only Keira Knightley could get away with saying.

The dinging elevator signaled their arrival in the lobby, and as Keira stepped out first, Orlando heard the whistles tossed in her direction from the awaiting guys. As Jack catcalled her and offered his arm, Orlando stepped out from behind, a huge grin taking over his face.

“Enough of that, boys!” Orlando chuckled, reaching for Keira’s hand. “This little hottie is mine for tonight.”

“Aw no fair man.” Jack whined. “You always get the girls all over you whenever we go out…At least let us pretend with Keira!”

“Boys, boys, boys…” Keira giggled in her most seductive tone. “There is plenty of me to go around.”

The elevator dinged again behind them and some of the crew girls slipped out, causing a few more catcalls to come from the guys.

“So much for a guys night out!” Johnny groaned.

Reaching for her hand, Orlando winked at Keira as they followed the others out of the hotel. “Or…I hate to tell you this, but you are not going to be getting any hot island girls tonight if you look like you’re with me…”

“Who needs other hot island girls if I got you?”

“You dork!” She laughed, slapping him playfully, as he stuck his tongue out at her.


The small club was cluttered with people as the crew slipped in through a back entrance, a pair of oversized bouncers escorting them to a pair of round tables tucked away in a darkened corner where they’d be able to maintain anonymity and yet still have the time of their lives.

“Let’s get this party started!” Johnny cheered, grabbing hold of Niomie and pulling her to the dance floor.. The others quickly followed behind, mingling with each other and the other club-goers as they danced around the crowded dance floor.

Glancing a few feet across the floor, Orlando chuckled softly to himself, his eyes catching sight of Keira unknowingly dancing seductively with a rather uncoordinated Jack. Deciding to show Jack a few tricks, Orlando made his way towards the pair, but was intercepted by a gorgeous brunette.

Licking her lips seductively, the woman wrapped her arms around Orlando’s neck, enticing him to dance with her. He obliged, the woman sexily dancing against him, her long, manicured fingers teasing the curls at the back of his neck as she grinded her thin frame against his. Looking over her shoulder back towards Jack and Keira, Orlando noticed that Niomie was now dancing with Jack and Keira was nowhere in sight.

He finally spotted her sitting at the table nursing a glass of alcohol. He let his eyes travel down her body , this time admiring the front that he couldn’t look at before. Her V-neck halter top revealed just enough of her small cleavage to leave guys wondering and a patch of skin on her stomach was accidentally exposed when she sat down. He walked over to the corner booth, smiling as he slid in close to Keira.

“So my darling,” Orlando mocked in a pirate voice. “What do you say I take you for a spin around the dance floor and we show them it’s done?”

Smiling broadly, she accepted his hand and they made their way back towards their friends on the dance floor. Turning around so that her backside was to him, Keira sexily wriggled against Orlando, who gripped tightly to her hips as they moved.

“Look at them!” Lee groaned, sitting at the table with Jack, Ted, Johnny, and Niomie. “They really need to just get it on already!”

“Lee!” They laughed, glancing back over at Orlando and Keira who were now face to face grinding. Her hands were tightly wrapped around his neck, while his lingered dangerously low on her hips as they moved to the music.

“Seriously though…There is just way too much sexual tension there.” Johnny shook his head. “When I went to get 'lando earlier, they were both covered in feathers on his bed from a pillow fight or something G-rated…but geez, if I were Orlando, I’d have hit that a long time ago!”

“I agree with y’all…” Terry said walking over and noticing where their attention was faced. “Those two are a’ blazing.”

“Mmm…” Orlando groaned subconsciously, as Keira’s nails ran across the back of his neck, unknowingly sending shivers down his spine. In the last few moments, they had gone from friendly dancing to full-on dirty dancing, and Orlando couldn’t help but admit that he was enjoying it…really enjoying it. Keira was a much more natural dancer than all the women he had danced with earlier, and it just felt right.

She pulled back slightly to look into his eyes, as he grinned at her, daringly slipping one of his legs in between hers as they moved. One of his hands lingered on her bare thigh as she continued to grind against him, unconsciously licking her lips as she did so. Feeling her hot flesh in his hands, he bit back another groan, his eyes glancing away from her smoky and desire-laden eyes and accidentally down her shirt as they moved.

Granted she was just his friend, but, damn, was she turning him on.

“Anyone thinking a bottle of tequila, a dimly hit hotel room and a box of...” Johnny smiled wickedly, making quotation symbols with his hands. “ ‘protection’ is all Orlando needs at the moment?”

“Not a bad idea.” Jack chuckled, taking specific notice of Orlando’s hands, each of which was now resting on the backs of her bare thighs. “That just friends thing is highly overrated.”


The cast-mates quietly walked back to the hotel, in pairs or threes, with Keira and Orlando lagging behind. A slight chill was in the air by now and Keira let out a soft “Brrrr” to which Orlando instinctively responded by wrapping his jacket around her bare shoulders.

“Thanks Or.” She whispered.

“Not a problem, love.” He chuckled playfully, wrapping an arm around her and running his fingers down her arm to warm her up.

“I know…So what do yu want for your birthday Grandpa?”

“Geez Keir…I’m not gonna be that old, and like you pointed out earlier… “it‘s not for another five months!” The last part he mimicked her using a high pitched voice.

“Keep telling yourself that, and I so do not sound like that.” She teased as they entered the hotel’s parking lot. “Pretty soon your curls are going to fall out and you’ll need a to borrow a wig, you’ll need a cane and reading glasses…Ooh!” She squealed as they made their way to the lobby.

“What?”

“Viagra!” She said, her face trying to remain serious as a sparkle lit her eye.

“Very funny Keir” He chuckled, rolling his eyes in mock disgust, as they waited for the elevators to open.

“Seriously love! But don’t worry about it…It’s a fact of life. You get to a certain age and you just can’t ‘perform’ the way you used to.”

“That is dirty.” He laughed, gripping tightly to her shoulders and leaning down to her ear. “I promise you something, Miss Knightley…My performance has never garnered any complaints.”

His voice was low and husky, and actually sent chills down her spine as a gamut of dirty thoughts ran through her head.

Damn, why did herfriend have to be so sexy?

“Fine.” She giggled as the elevator doors dinged and opened. “No Viagra…That’ll be next year when you’re REALLY old. So what do you want this year? Let’s just say I’m an early shopper…”

“Don‘t buy anything” He grinned, a devilish gleam in his eye as they walked down the hallway leading to his room.

“Huh?”

“I don’t know…Be more creative…Give me something personal…” He chuckled, unbuttoning his dress shirt, revealing a white wife-beater as they went.

“I don’t follow?”

“Alright, I’ll make it simple…” He bit back a laugh. “Get naked.”

Her eyes widened as the words fell from his mouth and she would’ve sworn that her jaw was on the ground. Did Orlando Bloom just tell her to get naked? Sure, it was just a joke, but…

“Love, I’m kidding…” He smiled. “I mean...unless you want to…”

“You…Orlando Bloom are a dirty old man!” She smiled at him, her eyes shimmering.

“Are you kidding?” This time it was his eyes widening in shock as he slid his key into the door lock. “You, Miss Keira Christina Knightley, are a highly attractive woman…and I think it’s safe to say that the majority of red-blooded men in the ENIIRE world would kill to see you…” Orlando opened the door and glanced into the hotel room in enough time to see someone fling themselves at him. He caught the live person as she jumped on him kissing him everywhere that skin was exposed.

“Baby, I missed you!!!” Kate said between kisses as she slowly slid out of his arms. She grabbed his arm pulling him into his hotel suite, shutting the door behind her. Keira stood staring in shock in front of his closed door before sighing and heading back towards her hotel room.

“He’s got a girlfriend, Keira, you’re just his friend.” The elevator doors dinged shut, as Keira rested her head against the wall, closing her eyes hoping to stop the tears that were threatening to fall.

[okfan]

BEST CHAPTER SO FAR!!!!!!! That club part of the chapter was soooooooo hot!lol I could totaly picture that Lol
damn kate damn her. Time FOR keira to make ORLANDO jealous!!
please have anothe quick update.im addicted!

[aliaschic04]

Oh my!! What a great chapter.

Everyone (meaning Keira and Orlando ) getting their sexy on. I could imagine them dancing to that new song by Justin Timberlake, "Sexy Back." It just suits them perfectly. Oh! And a few chapters back when they were doing the photoshoot, it was kinda weird how I imagined them doing a pose where Orlando dips her a while back too. It's kinda spooky.

[tragiclove]

LOVE LOVE LOVE IT!!! Please update more!

And I'm mad at Kate!

[Lola]

;DI love this fic!!!.... It´s so good!

You are making me hate Kate more than I already do!!

[venus567]

same here! Kate go away! Let Keira be with Orlando! ;D

[missendicott]

Let's face it! Why does Kate even have to exist!!!!! But this story is very addictive! I love it!

[candidpersona]

Twas good, gets quite enticing!