I love Orlando and I think he did a good job on Troy (as a total pussy, but stll )) So, I made a Paris fic! Enjoy! Please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except the ones I make up in my little head! I'm not making any money off of this and all the actors from TROY belong to themselves. LoL!
"Helen!" yelled Paris as he came out of his room. There was no answer and he was confused as to where she was. "Helen!" he yelled again. There was still no answer and he was starting to worry, she always answered when he called her. He quickly ran outside and looked around the palace everywhere, until he decided to look in the gardens. She loved it there! He remembered one day when they sat out there and watched the sunset. The scent of the flowers blew past them in the light breeze. He shook his head to push back the memory and was just about to turn the corner to the gardens when he heard laughter….Helen's laughter. Paris peeked around the corner and saw his Helen. She was with a tall man with golden blonde hair and saw her as her red lips pressed to his. Paris was stunned. The woman he put his entire city in danger for and the one he loved was in the arms of another. Paris turned backed away from the corner and walked back to his chambers. He could not bring himself to face her. He had too much anger and sadness that started to boil deep within him. Did their love not mean nothing to her?
A few hours later, Paris heard Helen calling for him. He was looking over the balcony at the glistening sea. It seemed to take his troubles away. It used to be Helen who he could think about and his mind would clear of any doubt…any worry….anything at all. He heard Helen open the door behind him and walk in. "Paris, there you are," Helen said smiling and shut the door behind her. He could feel the heat of her stare on his back. He didn't answer her and kept staring down at the men working down below. "Paris," Helen began.
"Leave me!" said Paris suddenly and very loud. Helen jumped. She acted confused. "I saw you in the gardens!" yelled Paris and turned around to face her. His face held a look of disgust and beauty. His piercing eyes burning a hole in her heart. Helen opened her mouth in shock.
"Paris, he's just a friend," she began.
"You were kissing him!" he yelled. Helen looked down at the floor, not able to look up at him. A tear strolled down his cheek and he looked away. He would not give her some satisfaction of seeing him cry. "How could you do this to me and our child that you are carrying?" asked Paris angrily. "I don't even know if it's mine!" Helen looked up at him and was silent.
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