Bring Me To Life 1/1
Title and chapter number: Bring me to life 1/1
Author: Saga ‘sagaluthien’ Chriztine
Rating and warnings: NC-17, supernatural
Characters: Orlando, OFC - Michelle, OMC - Asthor, some stars and more OFC, OMC
Challenge/Word Prompt: OWP # 57 rock, Fanfic100 # 87 Life
Progress: /100
Word count: 4156
Betad: Tena
Author Notes: The story was first for a claim over at my lj with a dancing Orlando, who whished for it know who you are. My OMC - Asthor is the first introduction here and I probably will use him a lot more in other stories.
Author note 2: The end might come suddenly, though the story has been waiting for be finished for a very long time. There might be so that there comes sequels or short stories with the other characters too. With this paring there is a sequel story -
Disclaimer: All I can claim as mine is the way I written the story (the idea I had) and the people that isn't well-known (stars, actors, actress or character). I just have written it for my own amuse and fun. For me it is one way to exercise my English and see if I'm good at all to get things together. So this isn't done to try to make any money on it.
Send feedback to: sagaluthien@gmail.com
Table: http://sagas-stories.livejournal.com/16122.html
Summary: Michelle's friends really think it is time for her to forget her ex-boyfriend and take her to the city's new popular bar. She knew that she need to find someone that can bring her to life.
It was the girl’s night and they had just arrived to the club. Michelle was tired, but hadn’t admitted it to her friends. If she hadn’t promised them long ago to follow them out this evening she would have stayed at home. She had been swamped at work this last week and she was exhausted, she felt more dead than alive.
It was the very first time the ‘girls’ went to this club. The club ‘Red Tango’ had opened about a year ago, and the last three months had been one of the trendiest places you could go to. When it became so popular you had to work there, know someone who did, be a celebrity, wealthy, or be a regular to get in. Katie had mysteriously managed to get them passes and now they were there.
To be sure to get in, they had gone to the club early so there weren't that many people yet and they easily found a table big enough for all of them to sit at. Most of the tables held only a few and as the club was filling up the tables were too.
"First round is on me girls!" declared Katie and waved for a waiter. When he arrived she ordered six tequila shots and beer for all of them.
"Have you decided to get us drunk quickly?" Roxanne asked. Everyone knew she never said no to a drink.
"Of course not, I just want to have fun," she paused and then sang a few sentences from Cindy Lauper's old song 'Girls just want to have fun'.
The waiter had barely time to put the order down on the table when Katie, followed by Roxanne, took their shots and lemons.
Katie raised hers, "Here's to finally making it here and to a fabulous gang of friends, Cheers!"
Everyone raised theirs too, saluted her and knocked back the shots. The party was started.
Michelle decided that she would take it slow, knowing that she never had a chance to keep up with Katie and Roxanne. Also being as tired a she was it wouldn't take many before she would be really drunk. She loved the girl's night out and being with her friends, but she missed having a boyfriend. She knew that she shouldn't have worked so much, but that was the only way for her to forget Johnny, and even for her to avoid thinking of him.
Her friends tried their best to get her over him, telling her that he wasn't worth it. They were right, he was a creep, and even if he had cheated, lying and humiliated her, she still had feelings for him. Everything felt so dark without him and she still felt like she was in a hole.
"Hello! Earth to Michelle!" Robyn waved her hand in front of her. "Hello! Stop fading out."
Michelle shook her head and cursed herself for thinking about Johnny. She tried to give a smile, but it probably looked more like a grimace.
"Yeah, Michelle, you will have fun, not ponder over shitty-pitty-Johnny. Maybe tonight you'll meet a guy, a much better guy." Jackie said and put a friendly arm around her shoulder. "Drink some more of your beer."
Michelle thought 'what the fuck', she probably could be pissed and that would help her stop thinking of her ex. She took a few large swings of the beer. Though it didn't take long until she had a hard time staying focused on what her friends were talking about and was back to thinking about Johnny.
The Red Tango had filled up with people, so the girls started to check them out. If Michelle had listen to what they were talking about she would have understood that they were determined to get her a guy.
Nikita sat closest to the dance floor and had the best view, so she was the one that picked the guys that they might want to see for Michelle. A few were dismissed at once as they were a long way from looking like her preferred guy.
Among the guys several looked like models and film stars, some dressed quite normal, though in a more expensive way or some in leather, having a gothic style.
"What about that red head?" Nikita said and all girls discreetly looked the way she pointed.
"No, he's too short and too fat." Mandy stated.
"What about that guy over there?" Nikita asked and pointed in a new direction.
"He looks familiar," Katie said.
Everyone tried to think of where they'd seen him. He had sort of long brown wavy hair and appeared to be the perfect age.
"Uhm, Michelle do you know what? You should go and ask that guy in yellow-brown stripped shirt for a dance." Jackie pushed on Michelle.
"I'm sure I've seen him somewhere?" Katie said again.
Hearing her name, Michelle looked towards what everyone seemed to have their eyes. "No, I can't do that. Not Sam." Michelle took a deep drink of her beer.
"You know him?" several of the girls cried out.
"I've never meet him, but he does look like Sam from Supernatural." Michelle replied.
"Ahh, that must be why I thought I recognized him." Katie slumped back into her seat.
Nikita had started to look for a new guy and spotted one, "Then you would say that… little older guy, close to the DJ, standing almost in the shadow he looks like Angel?"
"I would say so and if it isn't him he is damn good looking." Roxanne stated.
"Angel, who?" asked Michelle.
"Don't tell us you don't know who Angel is when you obvious have watched Supernatural. It would have been a series to your liking." Nikita said.
"I know about Supernatural because I had nothing better to do and saw it on the television. I sort of got hooked on it." Michelle tried to explain her knowledge.
"Forget about the series, what about the guy? Would he be anyone you would want to go out with?" Mandy said, who been the one that hadn't spoke much. She wasn't known to be the talkative among them.
Michelle sat studying him, during the time he had moved so he came better into the light and she could see he was wearing a dark red shirt, that shimmered when he moved. She couldn't disagree that he looked hot, but he was all too much looking alike Johnny.
"I don't think so, even if he is good looking. I think he's not that far from Johnny and then I think it would be doomed from the beginning." Michelle finally replied and she discerned what her friends were doing.
Actually she wasn't against it. She knew so ful well that it was more than about time for her to start dating. She hadn't done it as she absolutely hadn't felt ready. Now it might be the time.
"Ouii, look who's here!" Roxanne exclaimed.
"Who?" Katie seemed to wake up.
"Look to the left, just at the edge of the dance floor." Roxanne said not leaving her eyes from the guy.
"Oh wow! It's Heath Ledger." Robyn confirmed what Roxanne already knew.
"Do you think any of us would have a chance with him?" Katie asked and had her eyes glued on him.
"Don't be ridiculous. We would never have a chance on a star." Nikita sounded disappointed, as she very much could think to date one.
"Know what girls… this start to cease if we not order a new round, when Katie paid for the last one this will be on me." Roxanne decided and waved for a waiter or waitress.
Now there were a lot more people than when they first arrived, it took it's time to both order and be served the drinks. Meanwhile they continue to watch and debate the male guest. Several of them did let their eyes search for Heath, but he melted in very well in the amount of people and all they could get where one and another gleam.
Once all had got their second round of drinks and everyone made them ready Roxanne cheered them, "May we have lucky tonight, especially Michelle and please let the Gods be with us!" she knock back her tequila and when she taken the lemon she slammed the glass on the table.
The others went little easier on it.
Suddenly there was a change in the atmosphere and everyone in the club seemed to feel it. People turned around or just stopped talking or what they were doing. Trying to see what caused it the girls did as everyone else, though seconds after it was like there hadn't been a change and everyone acted as they done so far in the night.
"Girls! What do you say about the new guys that entered the scene?" Robyn asked.
Right in front of them had three tall men stopped. The tallest had his hair in fire red that reached a good way down half of his back. He was dressed in a black long coat and had a pair of Dr Martens boots matching his hair. He was very tall. He had pushed up the sleeves of his coat so they could see he had a tattoo around his right underarm. When he was standing with his back towards the girls, they wished he would turn around.
The second guy standing in the middle, seemed to not even be an inch shorter than the first one. He had light blond hair, but it only reached his shoulders. He was also dressed in dark clothes, with a biker leather jacket. His skin was light and seemed to be the only one in the whole place that was so pale. He had broad shoulders, and his attitude exuded that he was not a person you wanted to start a fight with.
The third guy was at least three inches shorter than the second so he probably had to be somewhere around six feet five inches. He was dressed in more casual clothes, which were grey. His hair was ash-blond and he looked to have a tan, which the first two missed. He didn't send out the same sort of attitude or uneasiness either.
The more 'bad' guys wore sunglasses and you couldn't say what they looked at but it seemed like they were searching for something or someone. After several minutes of looking around they hadn't found what they were looking for.
"Wow, those seem to be special gorgeous specimens." Nikita exclaimed after looked them in.
The others seemed to agree. Two of the guy's turned around and was looking directly at them and the girls started to shift in their seats.
"Is there anyone of you that would need to visit the ladies room?" Mandy asked.
"I think I need to go." Michelle was the only one that answered Mandy. The others were transfixed on the tall guys.
Mandy and Michelle got up first, then the others woke up, wondering what they were going.
"Just going to powder our noses," Michelle said. When Mandy had asked she had suddenly felt like she had too see how she was looking.
They had to pass the guys and when closer Michelle saw that the tallest also had a few piercings, and in his right nostril a red stone. She shivered. She'd never been a girl that liked other piercings than those in the ears. Even though he had them she could feel some attraction to him.
"Oh my! Did you see the red haired guy? I wouldn't say no to him." Mandy said as soon as they entered the ladies room and it was much easier to talk to each other from the loud music.
"I wouldn't. If I would just take a guy to bed without thinking twice it has to be Orlando Bloom."
"Slim chance for that to happen." Mandy stated what they probably both know.
All booths was occupied, so they had to wait, though they where first in line.
"Who knows, if Heath is here then Orlando can be too. They are friends." Michelle continued with a little hope it could be true or happen.
"Yeah, yeah" Mandy said and went into the next free booth.
Michelle let her eyes follow her, wishing that Mandy could come over her shyness so she dared to talk more when they were all together, but she seemed only to feel more to ease when they where two and two. Her friend was good looking, absolutely when she used her contact lenses so you with ease could see her green eyes. Her dark hair that she had to half of her back was thick and for the evening in honoured not kept up in a pony tail. What she was lacking in confidence she won in intelligence. Mandy was getting her doctorate in history and ever since they had known each other, Mandy always had her nose in her books.
Michelle's thoughts about her friend were broken when it was her turn when the next booth was free. After what she got there for to do she met Mandy which was waiting for her. Michelle couldn't say if her friend was nervous to get back to the others or if her thoughts where on what she might be reading and then wanted to go back home. Michelle smiled at her and they went out into the club again.
Back at the table they saw that the girls weren't alone anymore. Those tall guys had joined their friends. It wasn't a lot space left and Michelle ended up to borrow a chair from a nearby table.
Now that she could see the guys up close, Michelle saw that the Goth guy looked like he could barley have the age to be there. When he sat furthest out in the sofa towards the open floor Michelle saw that at the side of his feet he had put a black backpack. It was rare that she had seen a guy carrying a bag of any sort. When being so close to him he not only gave away a sexuality that you felt like you wanted to jump him, he also had something fearsome which made that you didn't dare to do anything of your feelings.
When they had seated, the guys introduced themselves for Michelle and Mandy. "Ash." The young Goth man said.
"Ash" repeated the blond guy with sunglasses that sat next. After Michelle and Mandy looked between the guys he continued "Actually it is Asthor, but for not to be mix with Ash you can call me Thor." A pair of dimples was showing.
Coming to the third guy he introduced himself as Mark, a more normal name. All three was really looking good or beyond good actually.
Michelle noticed how Katie that sat on Ash left side and more or less hung over him no matter what he emanate. He didn't look too pleased, and seemed to try to stand it. The other Ash was seated beside Roxanne and he looked more at ease. It looked like they tried to talk to each other. Mark had come to sit between Nikita and Robin and he had a wide smile plastered on his face.
Everyone seemed to have new drinks and most of them seemed to enjoy their time. Michelle thought they were little to many around the table so she decided to go to the dance floor. None of her friends seemed to hear her and Michelle went herself.
A lot of people where out on the floor, with all those she wouldn't have felt lonely, but she did. It hurt into her heart that her friends or work could not fill the whole of the empty space there was after Johnny. Lot of times when she let herself to think or feel she was more feeling like a living dead. She wanted someone to come and get her away. Preferable right now though she could not believe that would happen. The only luck she seemed to have now was only things that had to do with her work.
She came to stand beside the dance floor and everyone looked like they had company. She wondered what she really was doing there. Turning to get to the bar she missed to look where it was free to go and turned into a body. The person caught her so she wouldn't lose her balance. The hands that grabbed her were fast and lean. At first she just saw black, before her eyes was in focus. There were no questions that the person was a guy and he wore tight black jeans that didn't hide anything to imagination and over that was a black shirt. On the shirt were two necklaces with several charms. Michelle thought she seen them somewhere.
"Are you alright, Miss?" The man's soft voice penetrates her thoughts and the clubs music.
Michelle felt confused, she didn't think she knew him, but things were familiar to her. Blinking and really looking at the guy she could have sworn that her heart stopped. She could not believe it was true; the guy wasn't a nobody for her. He was the one she lay fantasies about those nights she could not fall asleep and tried not to think about Johnny.
Recognizing him, all Michelle could do was nod and her thoughts went to what she said to Mandy in the ladies room. She had never thought that anytime in her life she would be this close to Orlando Bloom. It was unreal in one way, but he still held his hand around her arm.
For so many times she had dreamt about their first meeting with him and one of those she wished for to become true, was like this though it would rather have been in a more quiet and with less people at the place. Another thing was that she wouldn't be speechless. They got standing so for several minutes and it was Orlando that first got out of the frozen state. He leaned into her ear, "Would you like something to drink?"
Michelle didn't know what she needed. Deep inside her she know that she should not let this opportunity go away from her, so her body decided for her and she nodded again.
Orlando turned and started to get through the people and to make sure she was coming he hadn't let go of her. The people around them didn't seem to look at them to long or bother them, so soon they had reached the bar.
"What do you want to drink?" Orlando asked her.
"Anything," Michelle thought she said.
"I'm sorry what did you say?" He asked again, leaning closer to her.
"I'll drink anything." She said much higher.
Orlando lifted his right eyebrow, "You drink anything?"
"Yeah, though I think I would prefer a coke." She finally decided if she would have Orlando as company she definitely wanted to not get more intoxication. If she did she might wake up the next day and learn that she met Orlando was only a dream. Maybe she was so tired that she already did.
A moment later, Orlando was back at her side and handed her a glass.
"Thank you!" Michelle looked down at the floor.
When she still didn't know what to say she took a drink of the coke and felt that she was quite thirsty so the first was followed by more. When Michelle didn't want to stare at Orlando, she looked around to watch the people. There seemed to be more stars there than she first thought and if that was a usual thing she could really understand why the club was so popular. The club had been in her liking and they had so far played quite good music.
Michelle turned to Orlando and finally managed to ask a question, "Have you been here before?"
Though it didn't get exactly through as Orlando started to give a comment, "You looked lonely there at the dance floor and a good looking girl as you shouldn’t."
Both started laugh and Michelle felt that she blushed of what she thought he said. Orlando didn't start say what he said and showed with his hand he wanted her to repeat what she said and she did.
"Not that many, only twice." Orlando answered on her question. "Have you been here before?"
"No, it's the first time it quite hard to get in here." Maybe it was the coke that helped her to speak. "It looks to be very popular among everyone."
"It does, never less when I noticed you, you did look lonely. Are you here alone or did you come with any friends?"
"I come with a gang of girls. We usual go out together from time to time."
"Where are they now?" Orlando shouted directly in her ear.
Michelle had to stretch and shout back, "They are sitting with some guys at one of the tables."
"Why don't you?"
"It was a little crowded around the table and the guys weren't my type." For every sentence it went easier to talk to him even if they had to stand very close to each other to be heard.
"What is your type?"
Michelle could say her type was Orlando, but wanted to hold him so she replied, "Not Goth guys or any that are a lot taller than me."
"Would I be too tall?"
She smiled, Orlando answered her suspicion that he was flirting with her. "Hmm," she tried to draw out on it and see what she should say. She wasn't that long, so if she would have went out with the Ash guys she would look like a dwarf. Orlando was in the limit of being too tall as well, but with him she would think to try to not feel it. "You will do."
"If I do, what would you say about heading out on the dance floor?" he fired off his best smile.
"Only if you can bring me to life." Michelle said as she both wanted to feel alive and that was one of her favourite songs she know, if they ever would play Evanescence.
"You have to follow and see if I'm able to." Orlando replied and took her empty glass to put it together with his on the bar.
They went out on the dance floor. When they changed song and 'Rock Your Body' with Justin Timberlake came through the speakers Michelle had to think that maybe God had finally listen to her. With what she been drinking and then actually meet her dream guy she dared to loose herself some to dancing.
If things had been normal she might have cared for the people around her more, but now she zoomed out them and it was like it was only her and Orlando there on the dance floor. He saw to that they didn't get away from each other.
The times he touched her it went electric pulses through her. There came more songs she liked and as the God listen to her they did play her favourite song. One of the best things was the slow song and Orlando holding her tight to him. Michelle was totally lost in the music, the dance and his masculine scent. Then the evening was too quickly over and the place was closing.
Orlando was a gentleman and waited with her to get her jacket. It was little easier to keep a conversation, but both tried to keep it to be on the safe side from prying ears. Outside Orlando put an arm over her shoulders and followed her to her car.
"Did I manage to bring you to life?" He asked as they stopped.
She smiled, "I don't know if you succeeded 100%, but you're on your way."
"If so then you have to let me to take you to dinner, would you want to go out to a restaurant to me?"
Michelle found herself tongue tied and nearly hyperventilated. She had to count to ten, and when that didn't help she began to twenty.
"Don't you want to go out and eat with me?" Orlando asked as he thought she would never answer.
"Yes, of course. It would be very nice." Michelle finally managed to get forward.
Orlando fired of one of his smiles and things got settled. Phone numbers was exchanged. To seal the date he quickly kissed her on her cheek.
Michelle sat for a long moment in her car before she was able to start and drive home. She liked how it all seemed to go, but one part of her had wanted that him following her home and have had sex. Though now she sure had something to look forward too.
Orlando Bloom was maybe the one that would be able to bring her back to life.
*~*~* The End *~*~*