Someone Like You (A Matthew Gray Gubler Fanfiction)

Chapter Three

I woke up late the next morning. I had the pleasure of sleeping in due to the simple fact that I had a rare Saturday off. I wasn't scheduled to be on set. I didn't have a meeting with my manager. I didn't have a photo shoot to be at or an interview to sit for. I had the day to myself and the evening to look forward to. I was really enjoying that I was, in fact, looking forward to spending some time with Gubler outside of work. Who knew, maybe we had a lot more in common than I thought.

As the day wore on, my nerves started to get the best of me and I struggled to focus on the activities of the day. When my phone beeped with an incoming message, my heart flipped, secretly hoping that it would be him but praying that it wasn't a text of cancellation. I grabbed my phone off the table in front of me, swiping the screen.

Chris: J..are you coming out with us tonight?

I let out the breath I hadn't realized I was holding.

Jamie: Can't tonight bud, I have a date.

Chris: Wha....? Didn't know you did that kind of thing.

Jamie: Ha ha...funny. Of course I date, just haven't found any worthy men until now.

Chris: Are you telling me I'm not worthy enough to date you?

Jamie: That is exactly what I'm saying. :P It isn't a big deal, it's just a night at the movies with a co-worker.

Chris: Hmmmm.... Not sure I believe that. You called it a date J...and I know you don't throw around that word.

Jamie: Whatever! I just don't want to make a big deal out of it. What if I jinx it or something? What if he doesn't like me?

Chris: He'd be a complete ass if he didn't like you, not to mention the fact that he'd be an idiot on top of being an ass. Jamie, you're one of the coolest girls that I know...he really should be calling himself lucky that you agreed to this 'date'.

Jamie: You don't need to air quote date dude. Thank you though. It is really nice read those words. Anyway, I probably should start getting ready. How does one get ready for a date?

Chris: Ha, you're on your own there. I don't do chick stuff. Peace.

I laughed as I headed towards my room, mentally searching my closet for the perfect outfit to wear.

The knock echoed throughout my home. I took a deep breath, trying desperately to calm my nerves. I pulled the door open, revealing a very handsome gentleman on my front step.

"You look very comfortable." His eyes scanned my body, top to bottom, taking in my simple attire of jeans and a t-shirt...a hoodie hung over my arm.

"What, comfort is a must for an outdoor movie. Besides, am I supposed to impress you? I winked at him as I turned to close and lock my front door.

He giggled, actually giggled as he held his arm out for me to take. I did really like the sound of his laugh.

"Nice car Gube! Pick up many girls with this thing?" I smirked as he opened the door to his tan station wagon.

"I will have you know, this car is quite the chick magnet. Several young ladies have swooned over me in this car."

"Young ladies? Do I happen to be the oldest 'lady' that you've taken out on a date? What do they call a man that dates much younger than themselves?"

He rolled his eyes and shook his head as he climbed into the driver's side seat. "I believe that they call them 'sugar daddies.'"

"I think that is just someone who takes care of the 'lady' financially. Not sure that one would have to be much older."