Lucky Girl | By : RobbiesMonkey Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Robbie Williams Views: 1520 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Well you don't have to go home. You could come back to L.A. with me." Robbie suggested.
Was he serious? I was actually wondering what would happen to us after we left Australia. "I can't just up and move to L.A. Bob." We were sitting in the back yard, having lunch.
"Why not? You don't have a job there, you are rich enough to fly your parents to L.A. to visit with you. Shit, move them down too. I don't want to walk away from us. We have something really great going on here. Unless you don't feel the same way?" He dropped his gaze down to his plate and fiddled with his salad.
Didn't feel the same way? I sure didn't. I loved this man so intensely it hurt sometimes. But could I tell him that?
"I do feel the same way. How could you not know that? And I am worried that when I go home we'll drift apart, long distance things don't usually work out. But if I go to L.A. what will I do there? I want to be more than "Robbie Williams' girlfriend"." I grabbed his hand and squeezed it. I didn't want to hurt him.
"But what will you be doing in Detroit? Surely you can do whatever it is in L.A.? At least think about, please." He squeezed my hand back.
"Okay I'll think about it. I really wouldn't be doing anything in Detroit. I guess that’s something I need to decide. What am I going to do on a daily basis?"
"Pine away for me?" He teased. He probably didn't know how close to the truth that was.
Why wouldn't she just come back to L.A. with me? Maybe I should move to Detroit? Nah, I like L.A. because it’s warm and sunny all the time. Detroit is cold. But I could fly up and visit her as often as I wanted. What if she meets someone else? I had the sudden urge to ask her to marry me. Don't be stupid I told myself. You can't marry her. Shit, you two haven't even made love. Made love? Now where the fuck did that come from? I never said shit like that. It was sex or fucking or shagging, but making love? Jesus Christ I was in way too deep with Sabrina. But I knew I had to find a way to convince to come with me to L.A., at least for a while. Once she was there, I knew she would stay. I just had to get her there.
"So how about we go out tonight? We have been hiding out in here for too long" I suggested.
"What do you want to do?" She asked with a grin.
What I wanted to do was stay home and devour her body but I didn't tell her that. "We could go out to eat and see a movie."
She shook her head.
"Well what do you want to do?" I asked her. Maybe she wanted to devour me, I hoped.
"Amusement Park. Lets go now." She said jumping up and pulling me up too.
"Amusement Park? Cool. Lets go."
"Oh my god. I can't believe I went on that ride!" I laughed as I collapsed on the bed, clutching my four stuffed animals.
"Which one? They were all pretty crazy." Robbie said sitting down beside me.
"That haunted house. I was so scared." I said laughing as I remembered the way I had shrunk down in my seat, hiding my face in Robbie's chest.
"Oh that was my favourite one." He chuckled.
"I bet. I was about 2 seconds from sitting on the floor of our car. What did you like the best?" I asked him standing up and putting my toys on a chair in the corner.
"I liked The Dragon's Breath Roller Coaster. It was cool. What did you like the best?" He asked me while he kicked off his shoes and removed his socks.
"I think I liked that one best too. Although winning all these animals when you didn't win any was pretty fun too." I teased him.
"Oh fuck off Sabrina." He said with a smile. I had teased him the whole way home about my winning. He was sure the games were fixed and the guy that worked there had let me win. "Well, I am going to take a shower." He said standing up and heading for the washroom.
"Okay, I'm going to call my mom." My Mom was not happy to hear I would be flying home in a few days.
"What about Rob?" She asked me.
"What about him Mom?" I didn't understand why she sounded so pissed off.
"Sabrina, what’s going to happen with him?"
"Well, I'll probably visit him in a month or so. And we'll talk on the phone and e-mail." I answered her.
"That's it? Sabrina I can't believe you are going to screw that relationship up." She was really pissed off.
"What? Mom, you don't know what’s going on with us...."
She interrupted me. "I know I saw a man who was in agony when you were unconscious. Who only left your side to go to his concerts. Who took care of you day and night, when you couldn't do anything for yourself. He loves you. It’s so obvious to everyone except you. Sabrina tell him how you feel."
I was quiet for a few moments and then realized she was right. He didn't do those things to get a piece of ass, he could have gotten that anywhere. I knew he cared about me, but I recalled the look in his eye when I wouldn't eat and how he held my hand when I gave my statement to the police.
"I have to go Mom. I love you and thanks." I walked to the bedroom. Robbie was still in the shower. I could hear him singing "Hit Me Baby One More Time." I smiled. We had heard it at the amusement park and now it was stuck in his head. I opened the bathroom door and stood outside the shower. I took a deep breath and removed my clothes.
"Oh baby, baby." Fuck why was I singing this shit? "Hit me baby one more time." I was just reaching to turn off the water when I felt a cool wind brush over me. I turned to see Sabrina stepping into the shower. She was naked. Holy shit, Boobies! "Uhm, hello." I said trying to look at her face, but finding it very difficult.
She smiled a timid smile. "Hi. You don't mind if I join you?"
"No." I smiled back. I noticed she wasn't looking at my face either. It was awkward for a second. "Would you like me to wash your hair?" I asked her.
"That would be nice."
As we moved to change spots so she could stand under the water, our bodies touched. Her breasts sliding past my wet chest. I wanted to push her up against the wall and take her right then, I knew she wanted it too. But I waited. I would wash her hair and her body, then I would dry her off and take her to bed and make her moan and whimper. She stood under the water and wet her hair. I reached for her shampoo and poured some into my hands. When she turned her back to me and stepped closer, I began to lather up her hair.
"Mmmm you should do this professionally." She said.
I smiled. "Give up fame and riches to become a shampoo boy? That sounds like a good idea."
She rinsed out the shampoo and then I added some conditioner.
I was trying very hard to be a good boy. I reached for a washcloth and began to wash her arms and shoulders. "So what did your mom have to say?" I asked her, trying to keep my mind off the fact that she was naked.
"Well she told me that I should tell you how I feel about you. And she's right I should."
My hand froze, what was she going to say?
She took a deep breath and looked up into my eyes. "I love you Bob."
Oh my god, she loved me?
"And I want to come to L.A. if the offer is still there."
I couldn't speak.
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