I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
The Part 67
Baras threw his body on his bed. McFadden's work uniform is still attached. The clock shows at one in the morning. Barrel just arrived at his apartment.
The girl checked her phone screen several times, no phone calls or messages from Ben, a few days after the guitarist picked her up from Boucherie. On campus there was no sign of Ben's nose. Of course, the man did go to college at will. But still Laras expects the woman to suddenly appear before him suddenly. With a smile that made Laras drunk.
The barrel lay down while continuing to stare at the screen of his phone. A sense of desolation began to seep into his chest. Is Ben angry or busy? Various questions sprang up in his mind without any definitive answers. Eager to contact the man but Laras was too embarrassed to do so. To treat his longing, Laras can only stalk The Rebellion social media featuring all sorts of band activities. It really resembled a secret fan who could only see Ben from afar. Sometimes his chest aches when reading the comments of Ben's female fans. They really adored the man. Dreamed Ben Chevalier was willing to marry them.
Baras tried to close his eyes. Turning back in his head the beautiful moments he passed with Ben that made his stomach feel cramped and his heart beat fast. The man completely overturned his feelings these few days without any news, forcing him to think about it all the time. It makes him unable to concentrate on anything he does.
"Ac, Ben ...." Barrels are slurring. The girl turned her body and looked at the ceiling of the room. The shadow of Ben's face was dancing there like he was watching a movie from a projector.
"I'm crazy." Barrel pulled out his blanket and covered his face. But Ben's shadow never disappeared. Barrel took a long look and took a deep breath.
***
"Hey .. what's wrong?" catherine asked as she looked at Laras' grim face.
"Nothing" Laras replied as he continued walking down the hallway in front of his class.
"Need some coffee?"
Laras nodded. Then the two walked out of the building and headed to the campus cafe which was not too crowded that day.
Laras stopped his steps at the entrance of the cafe when he saw a blonde figure that filled his mind these few days was sitting in the corner of the room. But he's not alone. In front of him sat a woman with a beautiful Latin face. Baras remembers the woman, Claire. The Heart of Barrels melos instantly.
"I don't think I'm drinking coffee, my head is dizzy. I'd better just go home," said Laras, turning his body and walking away.
Catherine raised her eyebrows. He looked around the room and found Ben sitting on his back in the corner.
"Roads, wait!" catherine exclaimed as she chased after Laras who walked away.
Catherine's cry made Ben look over and briefly see the figure of Laras from the glass window cafe. The girl was walking quickly, pursued by her best friend, Catherine who was trying to keep pace.
Ben gasped, reflexively rising from his seat.
"Wait a minute" Ben said as he touched Claire's arm and walked quickly out of the cafe.
From a distance, Catherine seemed to be persuading Laras not to enter the taxi that was stopping in front of the two girls. Ben quickened his pace towards the two.
Catherine was surprised to see Ben. He simply pointed towards the yellow-colored taxi that had gone that far. Ben flicked his long hair behind his head. His face looks sad.
"Is she okay?" ask Ben.
Catherine just put her shoulder out.
"I don't think the mood is good today" Catherine said.
Ben sighed softly. Holding Catherine's shoulder at a glance, then passed from before the girl.
***
Ben fiddles with the effects of his guitar meticulously.
It has been a few minutes struggling with the activity but there is no sound that fits at all. Either because the rectangular object was refusing to be invited to compromise or indeed his brain was a little error. It was very difficult to concentrate while the shadow of the grim face of Laras this afternoon filled his head. The girl saw him with Claire this afternoon.
Laras didn't pick up the phone. It was certain that the girl had thought nothing of him. While today's hectic schedule does not allow him to meet Laras in his apartment. Rehearsal, interviews on two television stations, and the fatigue that attacked him after a few days was so preoccupied with the activities of The Rebellion that relentlessly.
"I need to take a break" he said as he put down his guitar. Greg turned his head towards Ben and flicked his shoulders. Marcus and Liam are still training.
Ben pushed open the door of the music room and stepped out towards the spacious living room. He put his body on the sofa.
"You want something to drink, Ben?" ask Marry, the woman who was hired by The Rebellion to take care of the band's needs.
"Yes, can you make me a glass of margarita?" answer Ben.
"certain."
"Thanks, Marry." - "Thanks."
A few minutes later, Marry gave a glass of fresh margarita that washed down Ben's dry throat. Her body feels warm. His fatigue is a little less.
He took his cell phone on the table. He called back Laras but the girl still did not want to pick up the phone. Ben took a deep breath. He smokes a cigarette and smokes it. Then it breathed its smoke violently.
***
