Inches Away From You
Chapter 1(Is this it?)
John is in his hotel room, walking around in circles.
When are you coming? He thinks to himself, we're going to be late if we don't get on the road soon.
John had a show last night, next show is Monday night, only one day away. The WWE decided that it wasn't necessary to take a flight to the destination, so they have to drive there by them self. John flew to the city he is in now, so he doesn't have his car with him. John didn't mind driving with the other superstars, so it wasn't a problem for him.
John knew from the beginning who he wanted to drive with. No need to think about that. He got lucky, cause he was the only one asking for a ride by that person. It would only be the two of them the whole trip. He couldn't wait.
Someone is knocking on the door. John rushes to the door and reaches almost before the knocking gets a chance to stop.
"Wow that was fast?" The younger man says laughing softly, his over lip is raised a bit, so his teeth are exposed. White and perfect. John can't help but stare at the mouth that he adores the most. He forgets all about time and place.
"Johnny, wake up?"
John shakes his head quickly: "What?"
"You were lost man? Do I have something between my teeth?"
John doesn't want the tanned, muscular man to know about his obsession with him, so he just plays along.
"Yeah sorry, you've got a little yuk there," John points at the place on his own teeth, where he claims there is something.
The other man closes his mouth and starts to clean his teeth with his tongue.
Fascinating! John thinks, while moisturizing his lower lip, quick followed by a little bit.
"Is it gone?" The younger man asks with a big smile.
"Yeah, you got it," John replies, sending him a smile.
"Well, let's go, we're already late."
"Let me just get my jacket," John sprints to the bedroom, where he remembered dropping it last night, before crawling to bed. John grabs it and returns to the door.
"I hope you've got a good night sleep, cause I want someone to entertain me the whole way."
"I promise not to fall asleep."
"Good! Go check out, I'll carry your luggage to the car."
"Okay."
John slams the door, so it locks by itself and then he goes down to check out.
John is at the parking lot, looking for the car. He can hear somebody is burning rubber in the distant. It's coming closer and its coming fast. The music get's louder and louder and the bass almost causes the ground to shiver. Suddenly a big Hummer gets in John sight. It is driving towards him. He starts to wonder if he should move, or just stay? But before deciding what to do, the Hummer hits the break and it stops right in front of John.
The window slowly rolls down. A man with short dark hair and black sunglasses shows.
"This is how I roll!" He grins.
"God Randy, I don't want people to know that I'm driving with a man who drives like a high school kid!"
"Oh, don't you sound like a grown up? How about I turn the volume a little bit down and switch to a channel where they only play the finest of Mozart, while driving like a snail?"
"Haha, aren't you funny?"
They smile till each other: "Come on, jump in John, we're already late man!"
John gets in. He remembers to put his seatbelt on, he don't want to break through the window, if the younger man continues to drive like a psycho.
"We're on our way," The driver says speeding up.
John looks at him in a dreaming way. He wish he could tell him about his feelings for him, but that man is totally straight, so he figures it would be better without letting him know… But on the other side, maybe he would never get the chance to be alone with him for so long again. Maybe it is his only chance… And they are forced to be together till they reach the location, so maybe John could get some time to explain it all to him and maybe make him understand. What should he do?
"We are Randy… We are…"