Obsession

part3

John lay in the hotel room in the dark with his hands behind his head. She had freaked him out and he couldnt get his head around it. A fan, like the thousands of others that came to the shows every night but something about her made him uneasy. He turned over and pulled the douvet up around his neck and closed his eyes, but sleep didnt come easily for him that night.

"Wakey wakey!" John groaned when he heard the banging on the door. "Come on man we have to leave in like 10 minutes or we will never make it on time!"

"Yeah I'm up." he threw the covers off him and dragged his legs to the door to let Sean in.

"Ohh you look rough!" Sean grinned and followed John into the room.

"Yeah didnt get much sleep. I'll get ready, you waiting for me?"

"Yep!" Sean smiled and sat down on the edge of the bed while John went into the en-suite to get dressed.

He washed his face and looked into the mirror and saw he looked like hell. Rubbing his face on a towel he sighed, he just couldnt seem to get going, felt like he was still in a daze somehow. He threw on some clothes and went back into the bedroom.

"Come on pack your shit or we are going to be late!"

"Ok ok I'm on it already!" John threw his stuff into a bag and they left. Outside the hotel were some more fans and he scanned the crowd looking for 'her' hoping she wasnt there! They signed autographs and were just about to get into the car when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Hello again." he froze.

"Um hi. I'm sorry we are just leaving, gonna be late." he forced a smile and she smiled back at him, again it was only her lips that smiled as she stared at him seeming to look over every inch of his face as if she was studying it for an art project!

"Ok but erm...I'll be seeing you real soon!" She smiled.

John got into the car quickly feeling trapped, cornered and his heart was beating fast. "Drive!" he said to the guy in the front seat.

"Whats up with you now?" Sean turned to look at him.

"That's her! She's there again!"

"Who? Oh the chick from last night?"

"Yeah."

"Which one?"

"Her there looking in the window!"

"John she can't see you man the windows are blanked out." Sean looked at her. "Hmm not bad!" he grinned.

"Yeah like I'm gonna go for THAT! Come on let's get out of here."

The driver pulled away and John felt compelled to look out of the back window and watch as they left her on the pavement, she didn't take her eyes off the car until it had disappeared. John heaved a sigh of relief when they were out of sight. He wanted to be gone, onto the next town, next show and hope to God he didnt have to go back to Tenessee any time soon!

It was another 10 days before he would see her again.

He had almost managed to forget about the whole freaky experiance, then one night in Miami he was walking down the entrance ramp doing his usual dissing of the crowd on the mic when he saw her! She was there in the first row, watching him. His promo went to hell from that moment on and he missed easy spots in the match that every other night he could do without thinking. On his way back up the ramp he looked for her, but she wasn't there. He didnt know if that freaked him out more than if she had of been right where he saw her the first time, at least he knew where she was!

He got out back and grabbed a towel someone handed him. "Nice match John!"

"Yeah Kurt I know ok!" he waved Kurt away dissmissively as he wiped his face and headed back to the locker room.

"What happened to you out there?" Kurt barged into the locker room and John looked up.

"She was there again!"

"What?" he put his hands on his hips and stared at him.

"That girl!" John stood up, "The one fromTenessee man she was out there in the crowd!"

"John..." Kurt put a hand to his forehead and took a deep breath, "There was a lot of people in that audience tonight how in the hell can you just point one of them out?"

"I know it sounds crazy Kurt trust me I can hear myself and I sound like a nutcase I am aware of this!" John ran his hands through his hair, "But trust me ok I SAW her!"

"Ok, settle down. Let's say you're right, she was there, so what? Some fans travel to see us John!"

"No not her there's something about her I..."

"It happens man ok? They turn up from all over the country at these shows!"

"What's to say she hasn't been to every show since Tenessee only I didn't see her?"

"That's it! Im not listening to any more of this crap! You had a bad match out there tonight and we were lucky none of us were injured! Get your shit and go back to the hotel with Sean I'm out of here." Kurt banged the door and John sat back down with his head in his hands. Kurt was right this was irrational! She was a fan....just a fan.

He gathered his thoughts together and went for a shower.

She went around the side of the building, bushes scratched at her arms and tore at her shirt but she ploughed through them all until she found what she was looking for....the window. Standing on tip toes she jarred it slightly and it came open in her fingers making a slight smile cross her lips. She could hear water running and prayed she was on time and wasn't gonna end up looking at some big fat guy with a hard on! She was in luck, as she peered through the tiny gap there he was, enough to take her breath away. Droplets of water left trails down his smooth hard torso and she licked her lips. She had to strain to see his face....upturned to the water, eyes closed, foam running from his hair down his neck, shoulders, body she followed the trail down and he turned around rubbing soap on his face, the trail of foam snaked down to his ass and she bit on her lip as she admired the view. She could imagine running her hands over that perfectly toned body, squeezing his ass, feeling him against her. She closed her eyes and slipped cracking the twigs under her feet.

John whirled around "Who's that?" he frantically tried to get the soap out of his eyes to see, "Who's there?!" he blindly searched for a towel curling his fingers around the first thing he grabbed and wiped his face. "Who is it?!" looking all around him, blinking he turned off the water as he listened. His heart beat was loud in his ears and he stopped breathing to try and catch the sound again but there was nothing. Taking a deep breath he turned to leave the shower area when he felt a slight breeze on his back and spun around again. He looked at the window, nothing looked amiss but he went closer to investigate anyway and discovered it open just a tiny gap. He pushed it and it swung wide making him step back, becomming suddenly concious of his nakedness he wrapped the towel around his waist and went closer to see if he could see anyone. He didnt get close enough to actually lean out though, had he done that he might well have seen her, back to the wall, squatting down beneath the window, holding her breath for fear of being caught out at such an early stage, she didnt want to ruin the game just yet.

"Paranoid asshole!" John muttered to himself and left.