Falling for you - James Sharp Fanfiction

Chapter 2

As we walked the streets of Brick Lane, there were a few fans on the way that he had to stop for. Each time apologising to me for the attention he was receiving. It was to be expected, but I could see he wasn't quite comfortable with the attention he was receiving yet and could see he was slightly embarrassed himself. "Sorry, I don't know if you know me, I'm still pretty new to this and apparently I have people who want photos with me more now than ever" he said. "Yes I did recognise you when I saw you. It's to he expected that you have fans wanting photos with you." I validated. "I'm surprised you don't need security around you in these busy places" I said concerned that he may be mobbed any moment. He laughed, "I don't think I'm that big yet" clearly amused by the thought.

"Here we are" he said , holding the door open to a beautiful hotel for me to enter before him. "Such a gentleman" I joked. He called for the elevator and we stepped in. At first we stood in silence, both in our own thoughts. There was a tension between us like electricity. A feeling I couldn't explain. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach and I felt sick. I glanced up at him and he glanced back not saying a word. Then the elevator pinged and opened up into the hallway. "This way" he said, leading me to his room down the other end of the hallway.

As he used his key card to open the door, it opened up into a huge living space with wall to wall windows looking over London from quite high up. He handed me the bag of clothes and said "hopefully there's something you like in there. But first, let's go to the bathroom and clean your leg" he followed me in and shut the door behind us. I sat down on the edge on the bath taking off my boots and tights. He ran the tap to wet a cloth with warm water before turning it off and turning to me. "Here, let me do it" he said, crouching to his knees and dabbing the cloth on my knee. The cloth turned from white to red as it cleaned off the now dried blood from me. I gazed down at him on his knees imaging those lips over my body. I shook the thoughts from my head. NO GEORGIA! He is being kind and selfless and all I can think about is what I want him to be doing while he is down there on his knees.

He glanced up and me and I blushed and looked away, his eyes fixated on me. "That should be clean enough" he said whilst standing up not taking his eyes away from my face. My eyes turned back towards his locking eye contact with eachother before I looked down at his lips and back up to his eyes. Never did I expect to have this undeniable chemistry with him in such a short time of meeting. It's like he was resisting every impulse in him to take my clothes off. He looked like he was about to lean in and kiss me, but suddenly pulled back and stood up right. "Do you need anything from me or shall I leave you to it" he said, like he wanted me to want his help. I stayed silent for a second, trying to think of how to respond. This was a moment i could either regret that i didnt shoot my shot or be brave and try not to embarras myself more than i already had. "I could think of something I need" I said looking at him with a smile before trailing my eyes down his still fully clothed body undressing him with my eyes. He smirked knowing full well what I was implying. He stepped forward towards me and grabbed my hand once more pulling me to my feet. He then let go and places his hands on my waist. I stared into his eyes longing for his lips to touch mine. He then moved one hand up to my face and pushed his fingers back through my hair. "What is it you need" he said in a low, hushed tone. I looked back down at his lips and whispered the word "You".