Chapter 3
~ ZAC ~
After the concert ended, we made our way back to the hospital, Crystal looked so tired sitting there at the bedside, we chatted quietly for a while, then I ordered her to go home for a rest. Taylor kindly offered to take her home, which was nice of him. I sat for a while just looking at Claire thinking just how attracted to her I was, I was a little confused thinking perhaps I pity her and mistake the feeling for something else, something very strong.
~ Taylor ~
She quietly directed the way to her house, on every occasion possible when I thought she wouldn’t notice I looked her way sneaking a look at her as much as possible, it was hard to take my eyes of the beautiful woman before me. I scanned her face not a line in sight, until she smiled, then she had thin lines around the corners of her eyes which is no big deal, I’ve got those. She would easily pass for 25.
Now why is the age thing so important to me I ask myself, the answer is, I like this woman, but I worry she isn’t gonna let me near her romantically because of the age difference. It really doesn’t matter to me, all my life I’ve had crushes on older women, so the fact I’m attracted to her in this huge way isn’t news to me. Although I think Ike is gonna have a problem with it, he normally does. Looking back at her, she quickly turns away, was she staring at me in the same way? God…I hope so.
We pulled into her drive; the house looked fairly small from what I could see, but I loved the look of it. One of those old houses late 18th century houses, large windows, big old wooden door, and a bay window to the front of it, I just couldn’t wait to get inside. I love old houses. Inside it was exactly how I expected it to be, larger than it looks outside, very feminine, with soft colours and lighting, furniture to match the look of the house, very nice showed real class, and was every bit the same as I expected from crystal.
"Do you want something to eat Taylor", I heard her say from the kitchen, It hit me then that she had walked into the kitchen, I was so in awe of my surroundings I didn’t realize she had gone into the kitchen. "You must be starving", she continued. No…. Oh yes okay, I stated, thinking it’ll give me an excuse to stay longer. She set to making us some rolls and coffee, I waited patiently on the couch, and she passed me a plate and a mug, and then sat beside me.
"Sorry that it’s only a bread roll with chicken, I haven’t really been shopping much lately, I practically eaten all my meals on the way to and from the hospital so….." "It’s ok, Crystal this is fine, I know you have had other things on your mind". She smiled I noticed how beautifully blue her eyes were, I had to pull my eyes away from hers, before lust took over and I don’t know what I might do.
"Lovely house," I said looking around to try to occupy my thoughts with anything but her beauty. "More coffee Taylor", "well no, I have something a bit better than that in the car, I won’t be a minute", I walked out to the car, collected the bottle of wine and walked back. "This ok with you Crystal", I said holding up the bottle, nasty thoughts evident in my mind, "well I don’t know Taylor, you old enough", a little giggle came from her throat. Looking back at her with a huge smile, "you know I am Crystal," raising my eyebrows in a suggestive manner, slightly cringing that didn't go unnoticed. "Of course you are, I was just kidding with you Taylor".
Oh no, she was pointing out the age difference thing then, I know she was, she knows I’m flirting with her, and this is her way of letting me know, she’s aware of it. Back off Tay, I thought. "Call me Tay, all my friends do." I said softly. "Okay Tay it is". With this she picked up the plates and mugs walked into the kitchen, saying, "I’ll be right back".
While she was gone I filled up my glass again, and drank it down quickly, she never arrived back for what seemed like ages, I decided to go look for her. Walking through the kitchen I notice the back door open, she was out by the door, her back to me looking out into the night. "What’s up", I spoke softly into her ear from behind so I didn’t frighten her too much. Turning she looked into my eyes, "nothing Tay, I was just thinking about Claire, and what the doctor said today. "She’ll be fine Crys", her head instantly spinning around at me, smiling at me using a nick name for her. "Come on, let me show you something", she grabbed my arm, her mood suddenly changing into a happier and more playful one.
I followed her up stairs; she stopped at the door at the top, and looked at me. "What’s in there, I moved my head using it to point to the door. "Claire’s room, It’s your room, Isaac’s room, and more importantly it’s Zac’s room", "I don’t get it", I said softly. "Have you ever seen a Hanson fans bedroom Taylor?" she asked curiously. "No I haven’t, now you come to mention it". I said feeling a little uneasy. She pushed open the door, my eye’s nearly popped out of my head, "Wow, she’s obsessed then", I said jokingly as I stepped inside. "How does she sleep in here, I think I would have nightmares sleeping in here, especially with all these Zac drawings, they are so life like". "Claire draws those, she just seems to be able to capture the real Zac some how. I hope this hasn’t spooked you, I just thought it would be nice to show you how your fans feel". "It’s cool". I said turning to her, looking deep into her eyes the smile never leaving my lips.
I asked a question half jokingly, and half meaning it, I wanted to know I had to know the answer. "What does her dad say about his little girl, idolising a teenage rock band?" the smile left her face, and said softly. "Her dad died when she was twelve", she said with a sad tone. "Oh I’m sorry, I had no idea". I knew this would hurt but, I had to find out if she was single or not and I was so pleased deep inside with the reply.
We sat for what seemed like hours just talking after polishing off a bottle of wine. We were getting on so well I didn’t realize it was 2.00am, I was inching ever closer to her on the couch as we spoke, she must have been aware of it.
I decided to make a move, I thought if she knocks be back, I’ll blame it on the bottle of wine I had polished off, I just had to know if I had a chance. I turned to her my eyes wide with admiration; just soaking in her, she turned her head. I realized then I had been leaning further towards her, I was trailing my eyes from her legs up to her perfectly rounded breasts, as my eyes trailed up to hers; she was looking at me mere inches away. I swallowed sharply, oh shit; she caught me.
Looking straight into those crystal blue eyes, I said. "Oh God Crystal, you are so beautiful", she smiled and looked away a blush forming on her cheeks. "No Taylor I’m not, You are beautiful, thousands of young girls tell you that every day, do you realize how old…." "YES!" I almost shouted to stop her in her tracks "I know there’s a big age difference, and *NO* I don’t know how old you are, but then I don’t care either". She just looked at me stunned, no idea what to say, then, "look Tay, Taylor, please don’t do this. I’m Thirty six, hell, you’re only twenty one. Your only three years older than my daughter". She was scared I could see it as she was looking down at her hands. "You don’t really feel anything for me Taylor, it’s your hormones or.or the drink, that'll be it...I". I shut her up with my finger to her lips. "SHH, no it’s not, I’ve liked you from the first day I saw you, don’t tell me you didn’t know that, and for your information Mrs Greenaway, you are beautiful, I should know what beautiful is when I see it. And just so you know I have never actually been attracted to girls my own age, so this is no surprise to me, But I want, no NEED to get to know you better, can I, can we get to know each other". My eyes washed over her face filled with hope, but also waiting for some sort of reaction. "Yeah I'd like that", was her only reply, as she stared straight ahead.
~ Crystal ~
I had no idea what to say, my god, my brain didn’t want to comprehend what he was actually saying to me. Why would one of the most beautiful and yes he is beautiful, young men in the world be attracted to a woman fifteen years older. The thoughts screaming through my head as I sat there looking at him, fear must show on my face because that’s all I could feel. Don’t do this Crystal, I kept saying to myself, and then as he leaned in and put his perfect hand to my cheek, sliding it under my hair and around my neck. Pulling me gently towards those perfect lips, all thoughts of trying to stop him left my head, I was completely intoxicated by him. So I went with it, I do like him and I’ll probably regret this in the morning but with the way that he’s making me feel right now there’s no way I can stop it.
His tongue slid out and brushed my lips, making a shiver run down my spine, One hand trailed down my arm to my waist pulling me in tighter towards him. I couldn’t think, I couldn’t move. I realized his tongue was prizing my teeth open to capture my tongue with his. He Pulled away breathlessly his forehead resting on mine, I opened my eyes to find his staring right at me, full of lust, need and most of all excitement. "Sit on my lap", he requested with this breathless whisper, "No Tay, we can’t do this, I can’t do this". "SHHH…." He said, "I’m not gonna do anything, I just want to feel your body on me, there’s no way I’m gonna Fuck this up Crystal, I like you too much". I reluctantly straddled his lap facing him, his hands on my backside pulling me closer to his body, so close I could feel the growing bulge behind his zipper between my legs. His hands closed around my waist, and his lips kissing my neck, I had no idea how to stop him if I wanted to, he was making all rational thoughts disappear, all I could feel was lust and need for him, and the hardness being thrust into my warmth.
His lips were back on mine, this time his tongue expertly made its way inside my mouth instantly exploring every crevice and corner, as our tongues entwined I felt his hips grind into mine with a soft moan escaping his throat. Pulling away himself this time, he pulled me down to rest his face in my hair, "You feel so good Tay", I said breathlessly "we had better stop, before we do something we might regret". "Okay", his ragged breath spoke into my hair, "but just for the record, there’s nothing we could do that I would regret" his eyes looking at me, wild with lust and expectation.
"I need to go to bed Tay, you can stay in Claire’s room if you want to, your too drunk to drive back to the hotel tonight anyway", He just nodded, and followed me up the stairs, we kissed then reluctantly said good night went to bed.
About an hour later, I felt someone sitting on the end of the bed, looking up in shock, I saw him sitting there with Claire’s bed cover wrapped around him. "What’s wrong Tay", I said sounding more worried. Still with is back to me, he said "can I stay in here with you, Claire’s walls are giving me the creeps, it’s all those Zac eyes staring into the darkness, it’s creepy". Laughing out load I put me hand on his back, "Yeah Tay, you can but stick to your own covers and keep your hands to yourself okay", shooting him a stern look as he span his head around smiling.
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