I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
The Part 56
HOUSTON,TEXAS
The Rebellion rented an apartment along with their team of 10 people. Not too luxurious, but spacious with several large bedrooms.
"Marry, where's my beer!" shouted Marcus
while jumping on the mattress of his soft room. Like a hyperactive child.
"A minute!" marry shouted from the kitchen.
Marcus peeked out from the door of his room that was slightly open, he saw Jack and some of the crew members chatting in the living room.
A long black-haired figure with a touch of blue and black shirt was talking to Jack. It doesn't seem to be part of the Rebellion team. It was the way Jack spoke that was friendly. Marcus leaned his body to see more clearly that figure.
"Hey, it's your beer, Marc." Mary's face poked out from behind the door. Pouring a bottle of beer to Marcus.
"Marry, Marry . who is that?" marcus asked, pointing out of the room.
"Hailey ..he's looking for Ben" whispered Marry.
Marcus's eyes are round. Hailey? in Houston?The pecker is in the heart. Marcus immediately snatched the beer bottle in Marry's hand and darted out of the room.
"You have to wait until Ben wakes up, Hailey." Jack explains. Followed by his deity.
"Hailey, you are .. in Houston, wow!" marcus's exclaim made Hailey turn her body.
"Hey Marc . yes I want to watch your show here" Hailey replied.
Marcus raised his eyebrows. Glancing at Ben's room, from the door that was not too closed, Ben was seen falling asleep.
"Or do you just want to meet that jerk, huh?" marcus asked as he rolled his eyes toward Ben's room.
Hailey grimacing. Then sit next to Jack.
"I know it!" marcus said as he ruffled his hair in frustration. Some of the people in the room were smiling. For the crew, Rebellion personnel fighting over women was common to them.
Ben who was carried away heard a noise in the living room, stumbling open the door and justifying the messy location of his hair. His eyes narrowed when he saw Hailey sitting next to Jack.
"What's this chatty girl doing here?"
ask Ben astonished. Hailey's eyes sparkled at Ben who had just woken up and was wearing only his blue jeans and bare-chested.
"Hey, sleepy head," hailey said as she shook her palm.
Ben hissing. He ignored Hailey then walked to the refrigerator in the kitchen area and grabbed a glass of mineral water. Hailey's face pouted.
"Mood Ben is not good" one of the crew whispered.
"What's wrong with her?" ask Hailey curiously.
"Women's problems" Marcus said. Gregory
who had been sitting unmoved in the corner of the sofa chuckling. Hailey's face grew sullen. Marcus then approached the girl and sat down beside her.
"See, it's possible that Ben already has a girlfriend, though,
as for me, I'm still alone" Marcus wooed as he placed his hand behind Hailey's back. One room smiled again.
Liam's electric drum beat came from the room next to the room Ben was sleeping in. Liam was there, as was Ben who had been there, clutching his guitar and struggling with the sound effect.
"Look, he's ignoring you" Marcus said half in a whisper. Everyone in the room was back talking to each other.
"Marc, is Ben dating Anita Wallis?" ask Hailey. Excerpt from Marcus.
Marcus thought for a moment as he swept his lips. "It doesn't seem to be" Marcus replied. "But he's close to someone in Manhattan."
Hailey's relieved face instantly turned wry.
Judging from the door of the room that was slightly open, Ben was still busy with his guitar.
Hailey only saw Ben's back with the snake's wrapped cross. The girl's chest rippled.
"Nobody can resist the charm of that jerk huh" Marcus chirped. Hailey blushed hearing that. Then Marcus said back. "I'm shit, I have to compete with that jerk." Marcus. Then he lit his cigarette. Glanced at Hailey who only smiled wryly.
***
Baras pulled his thick blanket to reduce the cold that pierced his bones. The warmers in his room suddenly err. Really shit. The mood is really ugly today. Laras still keeps his frustration on Ben. How could he have told people to watch him. What does.
Actually Laras felt a little guilty for using it as a psychopathic freak, maybe he was too much. But still Laras felt bad because it was stalked by people. I don't know why it feels so bad to be treated that way. Like his freedom in life was taken away. Maybe Ben meant well but Laras didn't like his way. Ben also suspected her of having done something with her ex-boyfriend. What the hell.
The barrel breathed deeply. It's strange, lately the mood up and down is unclear. New York City is so lonely.
Or the lonely heart of Laras. I don't know.
Deep in Laras's innermost heart, the girl misses Ben's annoying figure, who suddenly comes out of nowhere to approach her with her adorable grin, who casually invited him to eat junk food at the edge of the park, which stirred up his feelings with the style of casanovanya always surrounded by beautiful women.
Barrels are really homesick. But every time the man called, there was always his behavior that upset him. The barrel becomes anxious itself. Or is this a longing effect that Baras cannot express.
Baras tried to close his eyes. The sound of police patrol car sirens or perhaps ambulances could be heard breaking the silence of Tudor City. Become a song before going to bed Laras every night.
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