Notes: I got sick this week, that's why I haven't updated this quite earlier. I rushed this one. It's kind of crappy. I didn't use my somewhat "highfalutin" sentence structures. This is also a bit short. Sigh! Anyway, should I rename Logan as Hortense now? HAHAHAHA! That will happen... Eventually! HAHAHA!
Chapter 3: Thoughts
I woke up in the morning without opening my eyes. I can't believe I manage to sleep with a dilemma in my head that still bugs me. I shouldn't! I already have a girlfriend and I love her. Why should I find for another lover and especially a guy that I just met in a café in less than a day? More importantly, why am I thinking of this again? I should be forgetting about this!
"Why are guys so noisy? It's early in the morning!" As I open my eyes and scratch it a little. "What do you mean early?" Carlos said while playing "Guitar Hero" with James. "Yeah, it's like 10 o'clock." James said. I didn't know that I've already slept for 10 hours, or so I think. "That must've been some date, huh? What time did you arrive, anyway?" Carlos said, still having that concentration in that video game they're playing. "Well, first of all, Camille didn't show up so I didn't have a date. But I manage to have good time at the café, so I arrive here by midnight." I told them. "I told you Camille was getting bored at you." Carlos said laughingly. "That's not the point. Her grandma got into an accident, so she needs to say no to me." I said a bit disappointed. "That's tough." James said.
Speaking of Camille, I promised her to write her a song for her to perform in her class. Thank God, the teachers decided they cancelled classes today. We really need this day off. Well, kind of a day off. I pulled out my notebook filled with notes that I managed to compose. All it needs are words.
Well… What if… Maybe… Just maybe…
"Hey guys, can you listen to this? Tell me if you'll like it." I told them grabbing my guitar and strumming it as I sing:
"Oh oh I stood by the exit door of the hotel café. He was playing with his band. I've always been a sucker, had a weakness for a boy with a guitar and a drink in his hand. His words were like heaven in my hurricane. My knees buckled under I thought everyone was watching me. Watching you save my life with the song. You were mine
In the back of my mind. Oh just for one night just for a while."
I went blank with words. I don't know how to continue it, so I stopped. "That was it?" Carlos asked. "Nope not yet, I'm having a block." I told him. "Well, it was good. Acoustic, laid back; just good. Finish it." James kind of appreciated the song. "The lyrics were odd, though. It seems that it's in a girl's perspective." Carlos noticed what I did. "Well, I'm not the one singing it. It's for Camille. She's going to sing it in her class. She needs an original song. So I offered her to make me write the song." I told them the real score. "But still… It seems that the ly –" Before he could finish his sentence, Carlos was cut by a knock from the door. "I'll get that." I opened the door and it was Camille. "Hey." She said as I opened the door. "Hey. Well, you're quite early today, beautiful." I said smiling at her. "Oh, speaking of the devil!" Carlos said seeing Camille. "Why? What's up?" She asked. "Nothing, I'm just letting these guys hear the song that I'm writing for you." I said to her, still smiling. "Oh, can I hear it?" She said making the 'pleading' face. "That won't work this time. It's not yet finished and I want you to be surprised." I said to her. "It's beautiful, though! You're going to love it." James said while playing with Carlos. "Well, how long should I wait to hear your 'masterpiece'" She said with a sarcastic tone on 'masterpiece'. "It's a surprise. You'll hear it before the due date. I promise." I said to her giving her assurance. "Okay, remember, there's only about 3 weeks left." She warned me. "Don't worry I got this." I said to her smiling.
"Hey, does she still owe you or something?" Carlos said, still playing. "Uhm…" It's all I can say. "Oh. Well, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean –" I didn't waited for her to finish her sentence. I hold her so tightly. "You don't have to be sorry. You didn't mean it. I'm not mad at you." I whispered to her. With that, I guess she calmed. She is one of my weaknesses. I can't stand seeing her sad or in pain. It destroys me inside. I want her to be always smiling. I just want her to be happy. "Anyway, how was your night last night?" She asked me. There's still sadness in her eyes. "I was supposed to leave early, but I got interested and stayed." I told her smiling to assure her that she didn't hurt me.
"Really? Did you have a good time?" She asked.
"Yep, the band was amazing. It's too bad you weren't there you. You could have love the whole time; couples everywhere, singing and just being romantic."
"Oh… So how was the band?"
"Oh they were great! Their songs were amazing; romantic and amazing. And both of them are good looking."
"Pfft… I'm sure none of them are my type. Come on, describe them to me."
"Well, of course, both of them are musicians and you love musicians."
"What else?"
"The backing guitar and vocals have facial hair, and kind of a simple man. You love those kinds. The lead was…" At this point my heart just went crazy and my mind turned blank. I need to fix myself. I don't want them noticing anything. "Well, the lead is definitely your type. He's tall, blonde, dirty blonde to be précised, and has crazy eyebrows. Plus, he has beautiful green eyes…" I stare at the blank air for a good minute, not thinking about anything, or not minding anything at all. It was until Carlos yelled. "LOGAN!" "What?" I woke up to a blank day dream. "What happened?" "You tell us. You were staring in the air for some minutes." He told me. "Well… I just realized something." Wait, where am I going with this? Why did I say this? I'm still confused. "Realized what?" Camille asked. Okay, Logan you need to find an alibi fast. "That I'm… I'm… I'm not worthy." Well, let's hope that would work. "What are you saying?" She chuckled. "I'm saying that, you're better with that guy I was talking about." I said acting all disappointed. "Awe, Logie. You're the only man for me. I promise!" She's about to kiss me when I stopped her. "Wait! I haven't taken my bath yet, neither have I brushed my teeth yet." I don't want her to say I'm icky. "Okay. Go take a bath." She said smiling. "You guys are a weird couple. Seriously, it's not even funny." Carlos said while I enter the bathroom. "Well, clearly you won't understand people who are dating 'because you're always playing with James." I think my girl just won an argument over Carlos.
I took off my clothes, opened the faucet and sit in the bathtub. People always suggest me to take the shower instead, but I like the tub better. It made me more relax and calm inside, well not this time.
As I was taking a bath, the thought of him went through my head again. My mind can't escape from him, can it? But this is wrong! I shouldn't! Why am I thinking of this? Why am I acting weird when he got into the subject matter a while ago? Am I insecure? In denial? What? Things are in my head. I don't know what's even happening. I'm just so confused with everything. I can't pull my mind straight!
Suddenly, everything's becoming blurry. I'm getting really dizzy and I'm starting to lose my consciousness. I guess I need some more sleep…
The next thing I know, I was lying in my bed. I can't move a muscle and everyone's looking at me like I'm dead. "What happened? Why are you guys looking at me like that?" I asked them trying to get up. "You lost consciousness and somehow drowned in the bathtub." Camille said getting worried. I looked at Carlos and his face is quite really disturbed. "What's up with him?" I asked. "Well…" Camille said. They were all kind of awkward with what I asked. "He had to do mouth to mouth on you." Camille said quickly. "WHAT?" I screamed. "Well you're not breathing and he's the only one who could do it." James said as if scolding me. "I told you don't use the bathtub." I guess it's my fault that I almost drowned in our own bathtub.
"Are we still going tonight? It's okay for me if we're not, as long as you're okay." Camille said. I nodded my head. "Yes. I'm feeling okay now, well, thanks to Carlos. And nothing's going to ruin our evening!" I said to her looking into her beautiful eyes. She smiled at me. "Hey Carlos, Would you mind?" I asked him. "Yeah sure, James would be staying anyway." He said. I guess the plan is okay. It's time to have a good time, or I wish I would!
Notes: Told you guys it's quite horrible (especially for those who aren't much of a fan of Lomille.) Anyway, there's something in Chapter 4 that's really sweet! I promise that! ;)
