I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
The Part 31
Jack, the manager of The Rebellion, was walking back and forth in the studio room. Before him were Ben and Greg sitting on the sofa with their cold faces. While Ben's face looks bruised by Greg's blow last night.
"It's not good" Jack said, holding the back of his head. Of course the pale-skinned man was talking about last night between Ben and Greg. And now it has become a hot issue in various media.
"Seriously, what were you guys thinking!" Jack looked upset. Ben and Greg are like two wayward schoolchildren who are being scolded by their teacher for fighting each other.
"Don't let your personal problems affect the management of the band." Jack warned them both. His face is so serious.
"We will be touring the album for another month, please focus on your rehearsal, I don't want to be blamed by the EMI for your unprofessionalism that could have occurred due to personal issues that have not been resolved," bright Jack. Snatched his beer bottle and then downed it. "Whatever the problems between you guys, I beg you, finish them before the tour starts" he continued.
"Sorry, Jack, it won't happen again" Greg said. Glanced at Ben who was unmoved.
"I really hope so" said Jack. "Ben?"
"Fine, we're gonna get it done, right away,"
suhut Ben with laziness.
"That sounds better, boys!" Jack smiled with satisfaction.The man patted the shoulders of the two.
Then it passed from that place.
Ben and Greg were quiet. Drowning in each other's minds.
"Sorry for last night, Ben," said Greg. Ben looked towards his best friend. Then smile thinly.
"I understand" said Ben.
"You and Anita? Are you guys ...?" greg asked, twirling his palm.
"You know how I feel about
Anita from a long time ago, I was in shock when she came that night a few days ago. I'm a little confused by my own feelings." Ben breathed a moment. "And on the other hand, I have a special feeling for Laras, I don't know what to do, I need time to think things through" he continued.
"Laras is a good girl, just please don't hurt her" Greg said, grabbing a cigarette, lighting it up and then sucking it.
Ben didn't say. The beer bottle, though,
then leaned her body on the sofa.
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"Ben, Ben, can you explain what happened that night with Greg?"
"What happened between you? Is it true that you're fighting over a woman?"
"What's the fate of The Rebellion next, aren't you going on tour?"
Some of The Rebellion's assistants prevented the reporters from chasing Ben out of the apartment building where the studio was located.
"Ben, then how's your relationship with Anita Wallis, aren't you back together?"
These infotainment reporters are unyielding. They keep chasing Ben.
Before opening the car door Ben turned his head towards them. Justify the location of his sunglasses and smile thinly.
"I don't have any comment for all of your questions specifically, I just wanna say that Greg and I are good now, okay, thanks," he said as he got into his car. Then drive him away from that place.
Ben drove his car to Tudor City. The Laras apartment. He wants to see the girl. Or just see it. I don't know,
chest raging. Being near the barn made him feel comfortable. Ben felt very tired and tired by his recent busy life with rehearsals, concert schedules, and tour preparations.
Ben knocked on the door saying 659 was slow. A minute passed and there was no answer. The handsome man knocked on the door a second time.
The door opened slowly. The face of Laras was raised behind it. Languid and pale. Yet there was a happy twinkle splashed in his eyeball when he saw the silver-haired long-haired man tied up in origin.
Ben chuckles. It was always those words that this girl asked when she was shocked to see him.
"Hey, are you sick?" Ben asked back while holding Laras' forehead. Heat.
This girl has a fever. Barrels close the thick sweater. Then it coughed a few times.
"A little" answered Laras. "You wanna come in?"
"If you allow it," said Ben.
The barrel opened the door of his apartment wide.
Let Ben in. The bright indoor lights made bruising around Ben's nose visible.
"You have bruises on your face" Laras said, checking Ben's face.
"It's nothing" said Ben. "You're sick, Baras, do you want me to take you to the doctor?"
Barrel shook his hand. A sign that he is not taking Ben's offer seriously.
"You want some wine?" bargain Barrel.
"Sure," said Ben as he threw his body on the sofa.
A minute later, Baras approached Ben with a bottle of wine and two glasses. Then sit next to Ben with a distance of half a meter. The girl put her sweater back together.
Ben opens the bottle immediately. Then pour it into his glass and also the barrel glass.
"You and Greg .. Is your relationship okay?" ask Laras a little worried. Of course the girl had seen the news about the incident back then.
"Yeah, we're good" Ben replied as he sipped the glass.
"Thanks God . I had the opportunity to feel guilty has been the cause of the dispute between the two of you," said Laras.
Ben chuckles. He saw the face of Baras.
The girl's expression was funny. Ben's heart warmed up instantly.
Laras gulped down the glass. Then raise his legs up on the sofa and tuck them into his chest. Ben looked at the girl.
"I'm sorry Laras," he said later.
"Sorry for what?" Laras' chest rippled suddenly.
"For everything."
Laras. This guy always
apologize for things that are not
specifically, he murmured in the heart.
The girl gasped when suddenly a face
Ben came towards her. For a long time the two stared at each other at such a close distance. Ben stroked Barrel's cheek. Brushed her hair softly. Making Laras who are feverish immediately let out cold sweat.
Slowly Ben's lips clenched his lips softly. The girl could only close her eyes. His breath felt hot on his face. The man stopped his kiss. Then slowly pulled Laras' body into his arms. The top of the girl's head while stroking her back. Laras looks resigned. The girl curled up in the arms of the man whom many women loved. It's cozy. Instantly all the raging flavors in his chest were gone. Replaced with a searing warmth filled the recesses of his heart. Laras reciprocates Ben's embrace tightly. It was like a dream to be in the arms of a Benjamin Chevalier. Either she was a lucky girl or this was the beginning of the calamity that would befall her. Barrel doesn't care. At least tonight, Laras wants to let go of his longing for this annoying guy.
Laras further tightened his embrace, as did Ben. The room was so quiet without a word they said. Baras fell asleep in Ben's arms.
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