"Dreamer"
A/n: This is my third story about Elijah. I'm a total obsessive with a million fantasies. I know there's more out there, at least I can admit it. My name is Anita and I'm an Elijah-holic! Anyways, this is set about a year after the fellowship was released, before the two towers, in La. I don't own Elijah or any other actors/actresses mentioned etc. etc. Most facts are probably wrong but who cares, it's my fantasy!!
Chapter 1: Dream or Reality??
There she was again. The girl with the short red hair, with blue streaks through it. He couldn't help noticing her, she stood out, and she acted different to the rest. She stood at the sides of the crowd looking bored. Someone waved a photo in front of his nose. He signed it quickly and looked up. She was gone. His eyes scanned the crowd for her.
Suddenly she was in front of him. She pushed a girl next to her up to him, laughing. Her laugh was light and merry. "Ask him" he heard her speak her voice sweet and merry, like her laugh. The girl she was with asked him for an autograph. He signed her photo gazing intently at the red haired girl. Her eyes were peculiar, a sort of light green mixed with honey. They were full of life. "Would you like an autograph?" he asked her. She shrugged casually. He found a scrap of paper. "To whom?" he asked. "Nits" she laughed again, "Nothing to do with the hair" she had a strange accent he couldn't place. He looked up but she was gone. He never saw her again.
Elijah Wood woke groggily. 6:30 am. He rolled out of bed. He showered and dressed running over the dream he had had in his mind. It had been so vivid, it had seemed so real. He shook his head trying to clear it. It was just a dream.
Later that day he had almost forgotten about the dream. He had had a busy day. First, meeting his agent, doing an interview and some photos, reading scripts, and, lastly autographing. They were so boring. Writing his name over and over for a couple of hours. He yawned and took a drink of water. He sat at the table prepared by the studio entrance. He saw hoards of fans arriving. He cracked his knuckles and began.
2 and half-hours later, he was nearly done. The crowds were beginning to disperse. He looked through the crowd. About half an hour to go he estimated. He glanced up, a flash of colour caught his eye. Suddenly he felt dizzy. It couldn't be. It was the girl with the red and blue hair. Things began to go black around him. This was too weird. "No" he shook his head and blinked. She was gone. "Probably a hallucination, I'm really tired" he decided. He heard a laugh among the noise of the crowd. A tinkling merry laugh. "Ask him" the same voice said, sweet and merry. "Oh my God" he turned his head slowly, afraid of what he might see. He saw her, met her eyes, green and honey coloured eyes, so peculiar. He signed her friend's photo distracted, unable to look away. "You….autograph?" he said hoarsely. "She'll shrug" he thought, remembering the dream. She shrugged. He got a piece of paper, "Her name's Nits" he thought feverishly, "Nothing to do with the hair". "To Nits" she laughed, "Nothing to do with the hair" she said in her strange accent. Then she was gone. "That girl there, the one with the red and blue hair" he said thickly to a cop nearby, "Stop her please, bring her back".
The world seemed to slow down around him. He felt faint. "I don't feel so great" he murmured to his helper and stumbled to the bathroom. "Autographing over" he heard his helper announce, her voice distant. He splashed cool water on his face in the toilet. "Maybe it was all a hallucination," he said to his reflection. "What if it wasn't though?" another part of him said, "What will you say to her? I dreamed about you last night!" This was really weird, "Maybe I'm going mad" he thought, "Hopefully not!" In a way he wanted to meet the girl, but at the same time he didn't. "Will she come back?" he asked himself.
A/n: What is the verdict, I thought it was a good idea, but then most of my ideas aren't!! Review please, please, please, please, please!!!
A/n: This is my third story about Elijah. I'm a total obsessive with a million fantasies. I know there's more out there, at least I can admit it. My name is Anita and I'm an Elijah-holic! Anyways, this is set about a year after the fellowship was released, before the two towers, in La. I don't own Elijah or any other actors/actresses mentioned etc. etc. Most facts are probably wrong but who cares, it's my fantasy!!
Chapter 1: Dream or Reality??
There she was again. The girl with the short red hair, with blue streaks through it. He couldn't help noticing her, she stood out, and she acted different to the rest. She stood at the sides of the crowd looking bored. Someone waved a photo in front of his nose. He signed it quickly and looked up. She was gone. His eyes scanned the crowd for her.
Suddenly she was in front of him. She pushed a girl next to her up to him, laughing. Her laugh was light and merry. "Ask him" he heard her speak her voice sweet and merry, like her laugh. The girl she was with asked him for an autograph. He signed her photo gazing intently at the red haired girl. Her eyes were peculiar, a sort of light green mixed with honey. They were full of life. "Would you like an autograph?" he asked her. She shrugged casually. He found a scrap of paper. "To whom?" he asked. "Nits" she laughed again, "Nothing to do with the hair" she had a strange accent he couldn't place. He looked up but she was gone. He never saw her again.
Elijah Wood woke groggily. 6:30 am. He rolled out of bed. He showered and dressed running over the dream he had had in his mind. It had been so vivid, it had seemed so real. He shook his head trying to clear it. It was just a dream.
Later that day he had almost forgotten about the dream. He had had a busy day. First, meeting his agent, doing an interview and some photos, reading scripts, and, lastly autographing. They were so boring. Writing his name over and over for a couple of hours. He yawned and took a drink of water. He sat at the table prepared by the studio entrance. He saw hoards of fans arriving. He cracked his knuckles and began.
2 and half-hours later, he was nearly done. The crowds were beginning to disperse. He looked through the crowd. About half an hour to go he estimated. He glanced up, a flash of colour caught his eye. Suddenly he felt dizzy. It couldn't be. It was the girl with the red and blue hair. Things began to go black around him. This was too weird. "No" he shook his head and blinked. She was gone. "Probably a hallucination, I'm really tired" he decided. He heard a laugh among the noise of the crowd. A tinkling merry laugh. "Ask him" the same voice said, sweet and merry. "Oh my God" he turned his head slowly, afraid of what he might see. He saw her, met her eyes, green and honey coloured eyes, so peculiar. He signed her friend's photo distracted, unable to look away. "You….autograph?" he said hoarsely. "She'll shrug" he thought, remembering the dream. She shrugged. He got a piece of paper, "Her name's Nits" he thought feverishly, "Nothing to do with the hair". "To Nits" she laughed, "Nothing to do with the hair" she said in her strange accent. Then she was gone. "That girl there, the one with the red and blue hair" he said thickly to a cop nearby, "Stop her please, bring her back".
The world seemed to slow down around him. He felt faint. "I don't feel so great" he murmured to his helper and stumbled to the bathroom. "Autographing over" he heard his helper announce, her voice distant. He splashed cool water on his face in the toilet. "Maybe it was all a hallucination," he said to his reflection. "What if it wasn't though?" another part of him said, "What will you say to her? I dreamed about you last night!" This was really weird, "Maybe I'm going mad" he thought, "Hopefully not!" In a way he wanted to meet the girl, but at the same time he didn't. "Will she come back?" he asked himself.
A/n: What is the verdict, I thought it was a good idea, but then most of my ideas aren't!! Review please, please, please, please, please!!!