He Called Me Gorgeous. Disaster Engagement Series Book 2

Episode 2

I had both hands on his rock hard chest and it felt fantastic. We were nose to nose "ok then I love Thomas Taylor is that better?" His face broke into a huge smile "yeah I've be waiting years to hear you say that girl" His eyes were gorgeous and I was melting in his arms, this guy was seriously charming. "I love London Streets, in fact I cried when you went to jail, and I never cry." He was staring into my eyes and smiling and for some reason I wanted to bite his bottom lip. But I had to pull it together, yes he was gorgeous but I had a feeling I was coming off as a crazy fan. "Yeah Fran told me that you cried when Jason went to prison, that's really cute." I buried my face into his chest and giggled because I was embarrassed about crying but tickled that he said I was cute. "You must think I'm a total loser crying over a TV show" I said "No I think it's sweet." Oh no he thinks I'm sweet, that's what I say to my deranged fans that get my face tattooed on them or call their first born child after me. I always say 'you’re so sweet' when actually I mean ‘you’re so crazy, stay away from me' So he must think I’m crazy. I had to nip this in the bud. I couldn’t have him thinking I'm obsessed with him. Even though I was. He was my go to fantasy man and I knew he would never fancy me but I couldn’t have him thinking that I was a nutter. “I'm really not a crazy fan, honestly, I live in these flats, I'm not following you or anything." He let out a huge laugh, it was a sexy raspy laugh, "I don't think your a crazy fan Lydia, although I'm a bit crazy about you if I'm being honest." And then he gave me that sexy smile again. He stared at my mouth then back up to my eyes. He was really close and I think I had stoped breathing for a second. I felt drawn to him like a magnet. I wanted to drag him into the back of Chris's old van and ride him until he couldn’t see straight. He was looking at me as if he had the same idea, but I had a word with myself. Yes he's bloody gorgeous but this is just a chat up line. I always knew he was a ladies man in London Streets but I thought that was just his character and although I didn't mind having a little flirt with him, this was Frans mate so I thought I better shut this down right away. "Anyway Tommy thanks for catching me but you can put me down now" he looked embarrassed as I interrupted his thoughts "oh I forgot I was holding you" he gently put me down. "What are you up to anyway?" He asked as he looked inside the van. He seemed a bit breathless, oh god I must weigh a ton I need to start a diet. "I'm just going to take this shopping up to the Big Man’s flat, I don't want him coming home to an empty fridge." I said trying to compose myself. I stared at the side of his face as he looked at Chris's old beat up van. Jesus he was handsome. Inside I was screaming 'I love you Jason Spence' Tommy interrupted my thoughts "Jamie isn’t home yet, I said I'd meet him here but he just called to say he's had a bit of bother with his motor on his way home." I loved his London accent it was so sexy. "oh right" I said. I was a little disappointed because I couldn't wait to see the Big Man. “Well I have his key code, so I will just dump them in his flat." I tried to grab the bags of shopping and Tommy got to them before me. "Let me carry them upstairs for you darling." I was so glad he offered to help because I really didn't want to go up in the elevator on my own. I was still terrified that Stefan was going to jump out and try and kill me again... or worse! "Are you sure? I can manage them on my own" I was pretending to object "don't be silly girl, I'll carry them for you, they look heavy." I batted my eyelashes at him "You’re a gentleman Tommy, thanks." He kept giving me that sexy smile. "I don't want a little thing like you struggling with all them bags, look at the size of you and look at the size of me.” He said and gave me a wink. I was looking at the size of him, he was massive. "Thanks Tommy you’re a star." I walked in front of him towards the elevator and pressed the button when I turned around I caught him staring at my arse. I hoped he was enjoying the view but I tried to divert his attention away from my arse as we got into the elevator. "So how was filming with the Big Man?” I asked “yeah it was a laugh, he's a good boy, he certainly missed you." He said and I could tell he was being sincere which made me miss the Big Man even more than before. “I missed him too, I can't wait to see him. I've never went that long without seeing him in my whole life" it was true, I had missed him loads. "I like that you four are so close it's nice, and you running round here with shopping, no wonder he missed you." He said with a little smile "yeah we’re like a little family. We are really close but some people don't get it.” I was talking about Stefan and how he had hated my relationship with the boys. Tommy interrupted my thoughts "I get it and I bet you’re the mum aren't you?” I screwed up my face "No that's Fran" he let out a laugh "only kidding, I'm the mum, anyway I bet you and the Big Man were a pair of heartbreakers on set.” He gave me a confused look and shook his head. “No it was an all male cast and crew." I was shocked and scared for the Big Mans well being. "The Big Man would have been going crazy without any woman around, but I'm sure he will make up for lost time when he gets back." I said with a giggle. We walked into the Big Man’s flat and we took the shopping straight over to the kitchen. Tommy was helping me unpack the bags. He kept staring at me and I was getting a little hot and bothered “Fancy a cup of tea?" I asked, I really wanted to get to know him a bit better, after all he was friends with the boys and I wanted to know if he could give me any inside info on London Streets. “yeah, I could murder a cuppa, thanks Lydia" "I've got the Big Man’s favorite biscuits if you fancy some? I'm sure he won't miss a couple" "No thanks darling, I don't eat biscuits my bodies a temple." Who doesn't eat biscuits I thought to myself. I made the tea and we sat down on the Big Man’s sofa. “I wonder why we haven’t met each other before now? You spend a lot of time with the boys” I said. Tommy told me about all the times we had nearly met but had just missed each other. I laughed as he went on and on about the time the Big Man decided to throw me a surprise birthday party. Tommy said he was excited that he was invited and that he was finally going to meet me because he was such a huge fan of the band. He said he waited for hours before the Big Man remembered that he hadn't told me about the party and I had went to Ibiza with Stacey instead. Only the Big Man could throw someone a birthday party and not invite them. Tommy was a funny guy but my god he was a flirt and he wouldn't stop staring at my t**s, but he was so hot and he looked a bit embarrassed every time I caught him staring so I decided to let him away with it. "I'm glad you got your shoe back" he said as he sipped his tea. "What shoe?" I asked "the shoe I found in my garden." The feeling of total humiliation washed over me. I had forgotten all about throwing my shoe in his garden. I could feel my face burning red. I let out a scream and covered my face with a cushion. “I was drunk the night before and I stayed at Frans house and I must have dropped it on the way home.” Tommy was just laughing at me. I started to slap his arm, "Oh my god Tommy stop laughing." His arms were rock solid, it was like slapping marble. "It’s cool don't worry about it, my dog Alfie found it, but I've never figured out why you only had one shoe." He gave me a quizzical look "ehh I can't remember. You must think I'm nuts" He just smiled “No I think you’re Gorgeous" he said in the best fake Scottish accent I had ever heard. "That’s what the boys call me, are you taking the piss out of my boys Tommy?" he let out a laugh "yeah that's right, but don't tell them or they might kill me. What does your fiancé call you?" He asked, the mention of Stefan sent shivers down my spine. I hated that I had to pretend to be engaged to him. “He calls you Angel doesn't he? That's right he wrote that song about you." He said, well I actually wrote it but I wasn't getting into all that with Frans mate. “He’s a lucky boy" he said and my stomach flipped. I don't want to admit the amount of times I would be having s*x with Stefan and thinking about Thomas Taylor and now he was sitting across from me and I had to snap myself out of it. "I have to admit this to you Lydia I don't think you suit the nickname Angel." I gave him a flirty smile "You don't think I look angelic? What would you call me?" He thought for a few seconds "Well your beautiful and everybody worships you so probably princess" "you know what Tommy? I like it...cause I f*****g hate Angel" He laughed and spat out his tea. “Well princess you’ve made my day.” He said with a cheeky smile. I really liked him, he was funny and he was drop dead gorgeous but this little flirt wasn’t going anywhere. The last thing I needed was some ladies man thinking that I was easy. As I said goodbye to Tommy in the car park I got into the van and he stood beside the door. I put the window down because he looked like he had something to say. “If you like I can follow you and give you a hand with those boxes.” It was really sweet of him to offer but I got the feeling that he was only asking to get into my pants. “No it’s cool, thanks anyway Tommy, I will get Fran to help me, see you around.” He looked a little deflated and he just gave me a wave. I didn’t want to lead the guy on and I was sure he would have another woman to hit on soon enough. I did get a thrill out of meeting him, he was just a crush and for some reason I couldn’t wait to get home to see Fran. When I got back to Frans house the whole place smelled delicious and I could hear him shouting my name from the kitchen. Fran was a fantastic cook and he always cooked for the both of us. He never let me lift a finger which was very kind of him but sometimes I felt a little guilty because he was constantly fussing over me and he would never let me do anything for him. I threw my bag down and decided to unpack the boxes later. He was making my favourite chicken dish for dinner. The sauce was bubbling away and he was standing chopping vegetables. He looked up at me with a huge smile. It was amazing how much a smile changed his already perfect face, I used to wish that he would do it more often but whilst I had been staying with him he couldn't wipe the smile off his face and I loved it. “Hi Gorgeous, how are you?" He asked "I'm good, are you making my favourite dinner? Oh your the best Francis, I'm starving" I came up behind him and cuddled into his back and reached up and kissed his cheek. I'd only been gone a couple of hours and I had missed him. "I like to keep you happy Gorgeous" he said as he fed me a piece of red pepper. "Can I help you with anything?” I asked, but it was an empty offer because he loved to be in control and he would never have let me help him with what he was doing. "You can pour us some wine" he said as if he was doing me a favour. I got two glasses from the shelf and opened a bottle of white wine. When I looked back at Fran I noticed that he was staring at me with a grumpy look on his face. "What's up honey?" I asked, "I heard you met Tommy today." I was a bit confused, why had Tommy called Fran to tell him he had met me and why did Fran look pissed off about it. "Oh did he tell you I fell out of Chris’s van and he thinks I'm nuts because I threw a shoe in his garden. You know that was a one off Fran. I never usually go around throwing shoes all over town, he caught me on a bad day." He shook his head and laughed "He said he thinks you're very funny" I was surprised because Tommy had spent the whole time flirting with me and it turned out he just thought that I was funny. "that's nice" I said as I took a sip of wine but I was a bit deflated, I had though that maybe Tommy had fancied me a tiny bit but it turned out he was just a flirt. I bent forward to fix the heel of my boot and when I stood up straight I noticed Fran was still staring at me "what's up Fran?" I asked "nothing’s up, it's just your perfect arse in those jeans caught my eye." I was that shocked I nearly spat out my wine. I was trilled he said he liked my arse but I was really shocked because I can honestly say that he had never said anything like that to me before. Don’t get me wrong he always complimented me on how I looked. He would always say I looked lovely but saying I had a perfect arse felt s****l. It was different and I was excited, but I didn’t know what to say. “oh that's funny your friend Tommy couldn't stop staring at my arse either" I joked and his eyebrows shot up "is that right? I need to have a word with that boy" he said in a way that made my stomach flip, I loved how jealous he looked and I decided to wind him up “he was very flirty" I said with a smirk “well I don't blame him your f*****g beautiful" Fran thinks I’m beautiful! Oh my god! “You think I look beautiful today?” I asked as I shyly tucked my hair behind my ear. “You know I think you’re gorgeous” This was the best thing I had ever heard in my whole life. Although he did call me Gorgeous every day, but that was just a nickname, he had never came out and actually said it before. “that's funny he said that too" he stoped chopping and said "I'm going to throttle him when I see him” he looked genuinely pissed off then he said something strange. “I warned him to stay away from you" what did he mean by that? He was chopping frantically and I was starting to feel bad “I think he was just being friendly" I went over to the sauce and dipped a spoon in to taste it. Fran came up behind me and grabbed me from behind and whispered in my ear "Stay away from that" I was giggling because his stubble was tickling me "but it smells so good and I’m starving” “well all good things come to those who wait Gorgeous" he whispered, his lips were touching my ear "do you think you can wait Gorgeous?" I let out a whimper of lust. He started to gently kiss my collarbone and it felt like heaven. Months of sleepless nights next to him, dreaming about him touching me had been driving me crazy with desire but I couldn't believe he was actually kissing my neck "You smell amazing Gorgeous" he said in a husky voice and it felt so good. Just then the front door to the house crashed opened and a familiar loud voice shouted "Honey, I'm home" with a hearty laugh and it was the Big Man. "It’s him, he's home!" I said and I spun around to face Fran trying to regain my composure and for some reason Fran looked really guilty. He stared at me for a second and then he ran out the kitchen into the hall way and grabbed the Big Man into a macho man hug. They were slapping each other on the back and I thought it was really sweet to see how much they had missed each other. I was surprised to see that Tommy was with the Big Man. Whilst the boys were hugging Tommy gave me a cheeky wink but the Big Man and Fran were too distracted to notice. "where is she? where's my favorite girl?" Boomed the Big Man and I was that excited to see him that I ran the whole length of the long hallway towards him and jumped into one of his bear hugs. He spun me round kissing my cheek and when he put me down he whispered "I've missed you Gorgeous" I had missed him too, looking into his beautiful blue eyes I felt a pang of guilt for some reason. He looked his usual amazing self but he had the biggest smile, he really was glad to be home. Then he said "I've really missed your big t**s Lydia" I slapped his arm. Fran said "that's enough Big Man” and then Fran pointed his finger at Tommy "I need a word with you too mate" I turned my attention back to the Big Man" I feel like you've been away for years, it's been crap without you, you haven't missed anything exciting." Fran gave me a guilty look "I know, I'm never going away again, it was crap, no offense Tommy, but it was totally boring without you lot, anyway let's get round to the pub pronto, I need a few shots and let the ladies round here know the Big Man is back in town." Fran and I just looked at each other, our dinner could wait, after all it was his first night back. "Come on you two, I've even managed to get Chris to leave his bird for five minutes to come out" "do you know what, why don't you make it a boys night?” Fran looked concerned "no I'm not leaving you on your own Gorgeous.” I could tell he was concerned “I won’t be on my own. I've got security and I fancy a wee night in on my own." "Come on Franco, lets make up for lost time mate." Fran looked at me and I could see the worry in his eyes "are you sure you will be ok?” He asked “of course it will be ok. I fancy a big bubble bath and a glass of wine. I'm really looking forward to it" Tommy looked flushed “look at Tommy all excited about Gorgeous naked in the bath" said the Big Man as he slapped Tommy on the back. Tommy looked mortified “I think I might have a quiet night in with Lydia boys. Is there any space in the bath for me too?” Asked the Big Man as put his arm around me "yeah right, get lost boys, have a nice time" I said rolling my eyes at him. “Well it was worth a try” said the Big Man. Fran picked up his keys and wallet and gave me a kiss on the lips. "Phone me if you need me Gorgeous.” I noticed the Big Man looked really pissed off, but he was always like that when one of us didn’t want to go out. As Fran left he looked back and I didn’t know what to say or do. We had just had a moment in the kitchen and now he looked like he was being dragged out by the Big Man when clearly we had a lot to talk about. The boys left and I ate dinner alone and I could hear every noise in the house and I was terrified. Fran had only been gone five minutes and I was already scared, living in constant fear was something that I had went through as a kid and I couldn’t go through it again. There was no way I was going to let Stefan win. My mind wondered to Fran and how he had acted before the Big Man had arrived and for the first time in a long time I was excited about the future.

Chapter 5

I had a bubble bath and when I got out I opened Fran’s tablet to see if the shoes I had been looking at earlier had came back into stock yet. Then I got a text from the Big Man, it was a photo of Fran, Tommy, Chris and the Big Man in the pub. They all looked great. The message simply said ‘The boys are back in town.’ I let out a little laugh because I knew what the poor girls in that pub were in for. Then he sent me another few photos, one was of all the boys sitting with a group of girls and I had a horrible feeling of jealousy run through me but I decided to ignore it because it was probably just fans. Then I flicked to the next photo and it was of a girl sitting on Fran’s knee. Now to say that I was f*****g livid is an understatement, he had literally just been kissing my neck in his kitchen and now he was out trying to pull other women. How dare he? I knew we weren’t technically a couple but we did act like one. I was falling for him hard and this had really hurt me. I stared at the photo and that’s when it all started to make sense, he had just let me stay with him because he felt sorry for me and he was just flirting with me and it was nothing more than that. The idea of us being together was all in my head. How could I have been so stupid. I sat at the bottom of his bed staring at him with this girl on his knee. How could I expect a drop dead gorgeous rock star in the prime of his career to be celibate until I was ready to sleep with him and why would he ever want me? Why had I been kidding myself? I was mortified by how stupid I had been. I was just glad I hadn’t told him how I felt. Him rejecting me would have been too much for me to handle because between everything that had happened with Stefan, and I hadn't even heard from Michael even though it was in all the papers that I was in hospital and now I had built my friendship with Fran to be something it wasn't. This was a new low. I got into my pyjamas and went into the other bedroom to sleep. I couldn't share a bed with him for another night I had to get a bit of distance between us before he really broke my heart.

Chapter 6 - POV Fran

I didn't want to leave Lydia on her own but she insisted I go out with the Big Man and Tommy. I gave her a little kiss as we were leaving and The Big Man gave me a look like he was going to punch me. When I got to the front door I looked back at her before I headed outside. She looked scared, just like she did when we were young. Her eyes were full of worry. Her body guard Harry was standing outside my front door on his phone. I stoped and stood in front of him and he quickly ended his conversation. "Sorry Fran is everything ok?” He looked embarrassed that I had to interrupt his call. "Me and the boys are heading out for a few drink’s. Lydia said she's ok but if you can go inside and make sure all the windows and doors are locked and call me if she isn't herself" He nodded his head. "no problem Fran" that was the thing I liked about Harry, he wasn't just a employee he actually cared about her. When she was in hospital he told me he felt guilty about not being there for her and that he would do anything to get back at that little s**t Stefan for what he had done to her. Tommy looked at me and said "you’re a bit over protective mate, I'm sure she will be fine." He would be overprotective too if he had someone as precious as her. The Big Man still didn't look happy as we turned the corner heading towards our local pub. Tommy was telling me a story about how drunk the Big Man had been the night before they started filming. He couldn't finish the story because he was laughing so much and he obviously thought it was hilarious, but I had a million stories about the Big Man being drunk so I just smiled as he went on and on about the laugh the two of them had when they were on set together. I had missed the Big Man when he was gone and I was glad that he was back but sometimes he could be a sensitive big bugger. I knew he wasn't happy about me kissing Gorgeous when we were leaving my house, but I didn't do it to annoy him, it was genuinely just a natural reaction to leaving her. Lydia and I had been really close recently. We spent every moment together and it had started to get a little flirty between us. I couldn't keep my hands off her and she was the same with me. I loved when she snuggled into me in bed every night or when she put her legs over me when we were on the sofa watching London Streets. I wanted her badly but I always managed to restrain myself. Although sometimes were harder than others. One night I woke up during the night. I had been having a really graphic dream about her and when I looked over she was sound asleep. I got up to get a glass of water and when I came back up stairs to bed she was awake. She was as sexy as hell. She was just wearing a long t shirt and she had a sheet over her and she was giving me this really sexy look. She was batting her eyelashes and then she gave me a huge smile. I swear to god in that moment I could tell that she wanted me too. After a second or two of us just staring at each other in the darkness she closed her eyes and went back to sleep. I got in beside her and I was willing myself not to grab her. I knew all the s**t she had been through when she was a little girl and I never wanted to come on too strong with her. I wanted her to come on to me. I needed her to make the first move. I never wanted her to feel threatened by me. I was in it for the long game. I'd waited half my life to be with her and I could wait a little longer. Although I had went a bit too far in the kitchen before the Big Man interrupted us. I knew I was pushing it but I was so turned on by how sexy she was. The Big Man was quiet as he sipped his first vodka but he seemed to relax after a few drinks. The barmaid came over with another round of drinks for us, she was tall and blonde and she fancied herself. Chris had shagged her once…