This one wasn't planned and is kind of rushed. It just came to me when listening to 'Not About You'. It goes in between Under the Pines and Not Alive. Bold=Harry's thoughts, Italic=John's thoughts, both= both their thoughts.
I haven't thought about you in fifteen days and today I still won't think of you. And if I call you up and you're not there then, well, I'll still not think of you. Every day gets better than the one before because I know that I'm okay without you.
"Boss..."
"That's all for today, thank you Mr Hendricks."
"Johnny, you have to get a handle on this thing. You're not okay."
"I am fine."
"No, you're not."
When I drive past your office I forget it's you that works there. Anyway, I never see your face because the windows up to high. And when I see you on the street and you don't look at me, I'm far too busy to notice. Because I haven't thought about you in fifteen days and this is not about you.
"Boss..."
"Grasshopper, that's all for today. You're making progress."
"You need to talk about it."
"About what?"
"About whatever's up between you and Mr Marcone."
"There's nothing 'up' between us."
"Yeah, right. Maybe you should answer his calls."
This is not about you, you can put that in your pipe and smoke it.
This is not about you, you can take that to the bank and shove it up your big fat ass.
When you refuse to meet my eyes...
When your calls taper off...
When you ignore me in every way...
When you send your henchman to a meeting just so you can avoid me...
Well, I don't even care, because this is not about you.
When they ran into each other (literally) at Mac's , they were solicitous and apologetic until they realised exactly who they'd run into. Then, both men froze where they stood.
"Harr... Mr Dresden."
"Mr Marcone."
"I trust you're well?"
"I'm fine, when I'm not being knocked over by criminal scumbags." And if Harry's tone was a little harsher than he'd intended, he didn't regret it.
"I see." Marcone's money green eyes flashed and his tone was as warm as an iceberg. And if his heart was breaking, well, no one could tell. "Then I shall get out of your way."
"Yeah."
Harry pushed past Marcone and if he paused slightly to nudge their shoulders together in an almost companionable gesture, it was purely unintentional. And if Marcone turned to watch him leave, mouth half open to call him back, then it was just because he wanted to show him how much he didn't care.
Because this is not about you.
