"Roger"
Roger looked up from his blocknotes. Mark was standing by the window, a puzzled expression on his face.
"Yeah Marky"
"Why aren't you in bed yet? It's 3:25 pm"
Roger sighed: " I can't sleep Mark. But you don't have to worry about this, ok?Go to bed. I'll be fine"
Mark sat beside Roger. He threw a quick glance at the what roger had written.
"Now that you're gone. Another song about Mimi"
Roger nodded: "It's pathetic I know it. But I just can't understand why she left in the first place"
"It's not pathetic Roger. But didn't she leave a letter or something?What did she say in it"
Roger blushed: "That she wasn't the one I truly wanted. That she was like my guitar: something to get thougts out of my mind, not someone to think about"
"How could she say something like that? It's absurd"
Roger sighed. Yes it was absurd or was it?
"Mark"
"Yes"
"While you were with Maureen did you ever think about trying something different"
"You mean with another girl?no never"
"Ok"
Roger seemed disappointed.
"Roger"
"Yes"
"Did you mean with another girl"
Roger shook his head : "Sorry Mark. Silly thougts. But sometimes , when I was with her, I just couldn't help getting bored. And every time it happened I just found myself thinking how it could have been with another person. with a boy"
Mark was shocked. He just couldn't believe his hears. Had Straight-pretty-boy Roger just said he used to think about a boy?But maybe that was because he meant.
"You don't mean Angel, do you?" he asked Roger sighed and stood up to leave.
"You're right Mark I need to sleep. Go back to bed and forget what I said"
He headed towards his bedroom but Mark followed him "Who is it Roger?Come on you can tell me! Is it Collins? Benny"
All of a sudden Roger turned around. He grabbed Mark by the waist and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Mark, after a second of shock, threw his arms around Roger's neck and started kissing him back.
When they parted, Roger was panting slightly. Mark on the other hand was peaceful and a bright smile shone across his face.
"So that's what you meant"
Roger lowered his head : "Mark I'm sorry I"
"Yes"
"What"
"The answewr is yes. WHen I was with Maureen I did think about you"
Roger smiled weakly: "So...so you don't mind what I did"
"No"
"Would...would you sleep with me?tonight"
Mark smiled: "Let's get you to bed."
Roger looked up from his blocknotes. Mark was standing by the window, a puzzled expression on his face.
"Yeah Marky"
"Why aren't you in bed yet? It's 3:25 pm"
Roger sighed: " I can't sleep Mark. But you don't have to worry about this, ok?Go to bed. I'll be fine"
Mark sat beside Roger. He threw a quick glance at the what roger had written.
"Now that you're gone. Another song about Mimi"
Roger nodded: "It's pathetic I know it. But I just can't understand why she left in the first place"
"It's not pathetic Roger. But didn't she leave a letter or something?What did she say in it"
Roger blushed: "That she wasn't the one I truly wanted. That she was like my guitar: something to get thougts out of my mind, not someone to think about"
"How could she say something like that? It's absurd"
Roger sighed. Yes it was absurd or was it?
"Mark"
"Yes"
"While you were with Maureen did you ever think about trying something different"
"You mean with another girl?no never"
"Ok"
Roger seemed disappointed.
"Roger"
"Yes"
"Did you mean with another girl"
Roger shook his head : "Sorry Mark. Silly thougts. But sometimes , when I was with her, I just couldn't help getting bored. And every time it happened I just found myself thinking how it could have been with another person. with a boy"
Mark was shocked. He just couldn't believe his hears. Had Straight-pretty-boy Roger just said he used to think about a boy?But maybe that was because he meant.
"You don't mean Angel, do you?" he asked Roger sighed and stood up to leave.
"You're right Mark I need to sleep. Go back to bed and forget what I said"
He headed towards his bedroom but Mark followed him "Who is it Roger?Come on you can tell me! Is it Collins? Benny"
All of a sudden Roger turned around. He grabbed Mark by the waist and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Mark, after a second of shock, threw his arms around Roger's neck and started kissing him back.
When they parted, Roger was panting slightly. Mark on the other hand was peaceful and a bright smile shone across his face.
"So that's what you meant"
Roger lowered his head : "Mark I'm sorry I"
"Yes"
"What"
"The answewr is yes. WHen I was with Maureen I did think about you"
Roger smiled weakly: "So...so you don't mind what I did"
"No"
"Would...would you sleep with me?tonight"
Mark smiled: "Let's get you to bed."