Lucky Girl | By : RobbiesMonkey Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Robbie Williams Views: 1520 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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When we arrived in L.A. Andy was waiting for us at the airport. "Good to see you home mate." Andy said giving Robbie a hug. He turned to me, "I am so glad to see you recovered, Sabrina," he said giving me a hug.
"Thanks Andy." She said to him.
"Well come on lets get you home. Robbie the dogs have been moping around without you." On the drive to Robbie's, Andy filled him in on the latest news. "So the record company wants an album in 6 months now, not a year." Andy told Robbie.
"What? Fuck them. I told them at least a year. I am going to rest. Not work myself to death." Robbie said lighting a cigarette.
"Robbie, they paid you a lot of money and they want an album." Andy said calmly.
"Yeah well they made a shitload of money off me. The album did great and the tour raked in more than enough to hold them over until the new album is ready NEXT year."
I was surprised to see this side of Robbie. Actually I was really turned on by it. Ok let’s face it, I was turned on by Robbie all the time. But this tough take no shit kind of attitude was new to me.
"Well we have to do something Rob, you don't want to get sued." Andy said.
"It wouldn't be the first time." Robbie said with a smile to me. "Ok, how's this? Tell them I'll start writing songs, soon and in 6 months I'll start laying the tracks down. Then they should have it shortly after that."
"Okay that should do for that. But we still have to decide what were are doing about Sabrina." Andy said.
At the sound of my name, I looked away from Robbie and towards Andy.
"What about Sabrina?" I asked.
"Well, you attack was a big story here, you being an American and all. Its public knowledge that you found her in the hotel room and that you were questioned. I have Larry King, Barbara Walters and Diane Sawyer calling me wanting to set up interviews with the both of you. Some old friends of Sabrina's have been on T.V. talking about her. Even you ex-husband has done interviews." Andy pulled some newspaper clippings out of his briefcase.
"Jeff was on T.V.? What did he say?" I wondered out loud
"He was actually very respectful, and didn't dish any dirt." Andy told us.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Well tell anyone who calls, that Sabrina and I have nothing to tell them about it." Robbie told Andy.
I nodded in agreement. But I was shocked by some of the headlines. POPSTAR QUESTIONED IN BRUTAL ATTACK, ROBBIE'S A SUSPECT IN STABBING and several more headlines just like that. Robbie saw my obvious upset at the papers and held me close. "Its okay pet, you're safe with me." He whispered to me.
Things were going well between Sabrina and I. We hadn't done very much in the few weeks that we had gotten home. Her parents had flown down and spent a week with us. My own mum was coming for a visit soon. I couldn't wait for her to meet Sabrina. Andy was still being swamped with requests for interviews, I couldn't understand these people. Couldn't they take no for an answer? We had fallen into a lazy pattern of staying up late making love and sleeping late into the morning. Sometime I would go and write a song or just practice on my guitar. Most of the time we took the dogs for long walks, read books, watched movies or just spent an afternoon talking.
Sabrina was always working out which was good, because I tended to be a lazy bastard. But I could tell she was getting bored. Needing something more. I had thought of a few things, but I didn't want to piss her off. So I decided to fill her up with good food and then drop the ideas on her. We went to a fancy restaurant. I knew that Sabrina didn't really like them, but I also knew she wouldn't cause a scene in one. After she had eaten the last bite of chocolate cake and started sipping her coffee, I decided to begin. "Sabrina, I've gotten the feeling that you have been bored lately."
She looked up at me with one eyebrow raised and nodded. "Yes I have been. Not with you or us. But just hanging around all the time is getting to me. Maybe I should get a part time job." She said.
"That’s what I wanted to suggest." I was happy she wasn't going to rip my head off.
"What did you have in mind?" She asked me.
"Well, I wasn't sure about that. I was also thinking about volunteering at a hospital or some sort of charity. Or, you could do some interviews." I said the last part in almost a whisper.
"Good idea, I would love to help... what do you mean interviews?" She asked.
"Tell them about your survival."
"But I thought we weren't going to talk about it." She seemed confused.
"No, I wasn't going to talk about it. And I won't. But you weren't ready before. I think you are now."
Tears welled up in her beautiful green eyes.
"I'm not ready Bob." I grabbed her hand. "Okay, then we'll figure something else out." I told her.
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