Stay (Jimmy Fallon Fanfic)

Ch. 3

The whole week seemed to go by in a blur. All I can think about is the concert, and spending time with Jimmy.

It's currently almost 7. The concert starts at 8:30. Jimmy should be here any minute to pick me up.

I have on a casual crop top with skinny jeans, and a pair of flip flops revealing my colorful toenails. I'm applying my lip gloss when I hear a knock.

I run to answer and it's Jimmy.

"Hey." I say awkwardly. I still feel weird going to this concert with him.

"May I come in?" He asks.

"Yeah."

He looks stunning. He is wearing a button up and a pair of jeans. He smells like a man, and looks like he spent alot of time on his hair.

"I'll be done in a few seconds." I say returning to my room.

I put on some mascara, grab my purse and make my way back to Jimmy. He's casually sitting on my couch. When he sees me he jumps up.

"You look stunning." He adds with a huge grin.

"Thanks?" I answer.

...

We arrive at Madison Square Garden about 20 minutes later. Jimmy has VIP tickets, so we special parking. He parks and before I can open the door, he does it for me.

"My lady." He holds out his hand.

I take it, since I have to, and he helps me out of the car.

We make our way inside and to our seats. The place is wonderful. From where we are sitting, you aren't bothered and can see perfectly. I turn to Jimmy, who is as fascinated as I am even though he's probably been here a thousand times.

"Thanks for the awesome seats." I say.

He smiles. "No problem. Oh, and I should tell you something."

"What?"

"I'm gonna go up on stage and perform with Billy." He says it so casually.

"No way!" I scream.

"Shhhh." He places his finger to his lips. "It's a surprise."

I can't hide my joy. I hug him.

...

We aren't even halfway through the show when a security guard motions to Jimmy. He looks at me and grabs my hand. He gives it a slight squeeze and leaves with the guard.

He just held my hand, intentionally...

After another song, Billy then stands up.

"I'd like to bring out a good friend of mine tonight. I hope y'all don't mind. I promised him I'd let him sing a few songs with me. Please welcome, New Yorks finest, funniest, and greatest, Jimmy Fallon."

The crowd roars and I do to. Jimmy comes out on stage wearing a Rangers jersey and his same blue jeans. Stunning.

"Helloooooo New York!" He yells into the microphone. "Let's get this started."

He hops up on the piano where Billy Joel is sitting, and crosses his legs.

"What shall we sing?" He asks.

"How about Start Me Up by the Rolling Stones?"

"Perfect."

The music starts and Jimmy jumps up. He starts dancing and moving his hips crazily. I can't stop laughing.

His singing isn't like Billy's, but I do enjoy it. I find myself singing along also.

When they end the crowd gives him a standing ovation. Billy Joel dismisses him and I see him walking back over to me in less than ten minutes.

"You did amazing." I tell him.

"Ha. Thanks."

...

"I guess I have to drop you off now." Jimmy says sadly pulling into my apartments parking lot.

"Yeah..."

He parks and gets out, once again helping me out. I don't expect him to follow, but he does.

"Goodbye Jimmy." I say, hoping he gets the memo I don't want him to.

"I'm walking you to your door." His voice sounds dark and stern.

My throat closes and I feel trapped. What's happening?

We get to my door and I unlock it. As I turn around to say goodnight, he barges in, embracing me.

The feeling of his lips on mine sends waves of electricity through me. He slips his tongue in my mouth and runs his fingers through my hair.

"Jimmy." I mumble into his mouth.

"Shh." He says kissing me harder.

His fingers trace the bottom of my shirt and then find there way up and onto my back. He traces my spine and begins kissing my neck.

"I've been wanting to do this for a long time." He says. He pushes the door closed with his foot and pushes me back onto my couch.

He hovers over top of me and smiles devishly.

"Samantha, you're one hot lady."

I don't know what to say.

He once again plants his lips hard on top of mine. He grabs my hands and places them on his neck.

I feel the vein in his neck and I know he is going to get what he wants. Whatever that is.

He continues to kiss me and touch on me for a good five minutes, and then pulls away suddenly.

"Goodbye Sam. See you tomorrow." He waves, pats down his hair, and leaves. Once and gin leaving me speechless and confused.

I lay back on the couch. What have I done?