Authors Note: If this is in the wrong place sorry. My first Celebrity Fic.

Jude Law And OFC

The pain coming from the left side of my face is what woke me up. A burning sensation, there was going to be a bruise, I knew it. As soon as I opened my eyes I told myself he didn't mean it, that he was really sorry this time. I even felt him kiss me and whisper to me that he loved me before he went to work. I keep replaying the scene over and over again like I always did to see what I did wrong. What did I say to set him off? The fight seemed so stupid in my head, a fight over a spilt glass of juice, that's silly. It was of course on the tan carpet, but I told him I could get it out, and after the hit I did.

I got up out of bed to see the toll he had did. If was as bad as last time, I won't be able to go out anywhere again. 2 weeks stuck in the house doing absolutely nothing. As I opened the bathroom door I could smell the Body Wash he used when he took a shower. I must have not slept very long after he left, which was a good thing too, it gives me plenty of time to go out and do what I have to do and fix him lunch. Before I walked in front of the mirror I braced myself. "Breath in Breath out. It's not that bad." I repeated to myself. "Okay."

It was bad. But not as bad as I thought. I could cover just enough of the now purple bruise to where, if I wear sunglasses no one could even tell. I only have two Hours before he gets here, so I can't waste any time. I need to find those glasses, and fast. Before I could start looking, the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey Babe, I might be running a little late for lunch, just wanted to let you know I will be there."

"That's fine; I'm just heading out to get stuff to Fix. Anything Special?"

"Um No, Surprise me."

There was a bit of doubt and worry in voice. We were in silence for a few more moments before I broke it.

"You wouldn't Know where those glasses are do you?"

"Yea babe, they are in your purse, um I have to go now okay? I love you."

Click

"Love you too Babe."

I found the glasses exactly where he said they were. I just wondered how he knew they were there. I stood in front of the front door for at least a Minuet Trying to figure it out, but noticing I was day-dreaming instead I plaster a smile on my face and went outside.

"Hi Mrs. Masen, Oh My, What happed to your eye Sweetie?"

Looking down the Glasses were still in my hand instead of face. I panicked and threw them on hoping she wouldn't notice the shock in my eyes.

"Just a little fall that's all."

"Okay, then you have a nice day then."

"You too Mrs. Weber.

She is such a nice lady, but gossips like a rooster on crack. I got in my car before she came back and wanted more out of my story, and drove off. On the way to the store I was think on what to make but couldn't think of anything. Subs sound nice. I thought but he likes warm food not cold so that was a no go. He likes pasta. But why would I cook that for lunch? I decided I will look on my phone when I get there to see what I could conjure up. The parking lot was full of cars, the parking lot filled with snow. Beautiful site to look at, hell to drive in.

I found a spot up front and got out, and rushed inside the warm store. I ran into someone as they were also going in. Note to self: Glasses on a Non- sunny day does not mix.

"Oh my God. I am SO sorry. I didn't see you." I still can see you.

"No it's my fault I wasn't paying attention. Are you okay?"

Accent sounds familiar. I thought, rummaging in my head for conclusion, I failed.

"Yeah I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, Why?" When I look up at him, I notice two things. One, the accent I was hearing makes sense now. The man I just bumped onto, Was Jude Law. Second. He was as clear as day, which only meant one thing. My Glasses fell off when we bumped into each other.

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