Since I Saw Him Last: A Gary Barlow Fanfic

Chapter Five

We jumped into the same car I got out of only a few hours ago. "Tony, could you take us to my place?" Gary asked the driver. "Yes sir" Tony replied. We both sat in silence for a moment. I couldn't believe he was taking me to his home. These are what a fan's dreams are made of but I questioned, what was so special about me? I had been questioning why he'd picked me out of all the fans he's ever met but right now, a part of me didn't care. I had to live for the moment and just enjoy the ride.

I had a sudden urge to touch him; I wanted to feel more of that electricity and quite frankly the silence was too loud, the tension was unbearable. One of us had to do something and I couldn't wait any longer. I removed my hand from my lap and placed it on his knee. Gary didn't move, his eyes were focused on the road in front of us, he sat as still as his waxwork in Madame Tussaud's. I started stroking his leg with my hand, from his knee up to his thigh. After a few moments, I squeezed his thigh just inches away from his crotch. He looked over at me in his smouldering way, "You're not that shy are you?" I smiled over at him. He placed his hand on my thigh. As he stroked me, he rode up my dress. All this was happening as we looked at each other, a burning desire in our eyes. His head moved closer to mine; our lips were about an inch apart. I could feel his warm breath on my face. I always kiss on the first date; you can tell so much about someone by the way they kiss you. I hoped he'd pass the test. He looked down to my lips, up to my eyes, down to my lips and up to my eyes again. We were about to kiss when the driver said "Gary, sir, we're here." Gary's face turned firm and let out a small sigh of frustration. "Thank you Tony." He jumped out of the car and held out his hand to help me out. He kept hold of my hand and said, "I think we better go up quick."