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Chapter IX.
"What do you mean?" Dominic narrowed his eyes.
"She will understand everything as soon as she listens to the song I'm about to finish," Matthew explained.
"Please, don't tell me that you wrote a song like 'Girl whose name I can't say, look, the guy on the web, it's me!' because, let me warn you, there's not a single chance that I help you play such a terrible song," the blond made fun of him.
"First, she has a very difficult name to pronounce," the redhead complained, feeling insulted. "Second, I could never ever write such a plain, banal and predictable song. Anyway, something inside the lyrics, even the title, will reveal everything to her. It's only two words but they will mean so much more to her. It's something only between me and her," he explained.
"Really? Clever!" his friend commented with admiration.
"I know," the other bragged.
"Third, you must help me, whether you like it or not. I'll persuade Chris tomorrow, before leaving, but I'm asking you now: you will help me, won't you?" Matt asked for confirmation.
"Of course I will, count on me," Dom nodded with a smile and then he turned more serious and thoughtful.
"What's wrong now?" his friend asked him.
"Nothing. It's just that... you know, this thing that only Gaia and you can understand..." the blond grumbled. "I mean, Bells, do you really want to have secrets with me?" he added, pouting and looking at him with puppy eyes.
It was always a winning strategy and it worked once again.
Matthew smiled at him.
"You're right. I can't have any secret with you. Come to my room, I'll make you read the song and I'll explain everything to you," he invited Dom and the blond followed him. "So we'll also talk more about our night," he added, closing the door behind their back.
******************************** (In the meantime)
Matthew wasn't the only one in confidence mood.
"You know, Jess, there's still something I didn't tell you," Gaia started.
"More secrets? You're not a student, you're a KGB spy!" Jessica laughed.
"You're always exaggerating!" Gaia laughed with her. "It's nothing compromising, it's just something I didn't tell anyone yet. And it's not about Muse... at least I guess so."
"Tell me everything," the other incited her.
"About a month ago, I subscribed to the Muse official forum."
"Wait. Didn't you say it wasn't about Muse?" Jessica cut her off.
"It was a premise. Anyway, I said that maybe it's not about Muse, but now I'm not so sure anymore," Gaia pointed out. "And I mean it in a good way," she added. "Anyway, first things first. After my subscription, a guy contacted me that night and we started to write to each other..."
A quarter an hour later Gaia finished her tale.
"So now you think that the mysterious guy on the web is Matthew, right?" Jessica summed up.
"I don't know... there are so many coincidences, but at the same time... no way, it can't be him, that's impossible!" Gaia was disenchanted.
"Dear friend, let me remind you that we were supposed to just spend a short holiday here, instead... look what happened! I start to believe that everything is possible and you should do the same," Jessica smiled at her.
"You're right. Maybe it's possible. It would be so wonderful if it was!" she sighed with a dreamy expression, before they turned the light off and went to sleep. After all, a very intense day was waiting for them.
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The morning after, when they went downstairs to have breakfast, Matt and Dom met at Chris and Tom's table something or rather someone unexpected.
"Hey, Kelly!" Dom greeted her cheerfully. Matt confined to smile and wave his hand.
"See? My beloved wife made such a wonderful surprise to me!" Chris exulted, holding her tight, cheek to cheek.
"Yeah, I left Alfie and Ava Jo with my mother and I arrived here yesterday," she explained as she let her hand flow through his husband's very short hair.
"Yesterday, you said?" Matt wondered, before jumping to an important conclusion. "That's why when I came back you were already sleeping, Chris," he figured out, pointing his index finger at him.
"Well, let's say that maybe the third baby is coming soon!" she smiled, caressing her belly and smiling at Chris.
"This time I want another girl," he declared.
"Gee, Christopher, I'm not a sort of marbles dispenser that you keep on filling with money until you get the marble of the colour you desire!" she pointed out.
"No matter the colour, it seems that Chris has a lot of fun filling the dispenser with money!" Tom chuckled, making everyone laugh.
"So, guys, what are you planning for today?" Kelly asked as they were having breakfast.
"I'm going to meet a wonderful girl, in the town centre," Dom announced grinning.
"I'm going to Como," Matt announced, proud because he named the town properly.
"Why?" Kelly stared at him puzzled.
"It's a long story," the redhead replied mysteriously.
"You're going to meet Gaia, aren't you?" Chris figured out.
"OK, it's not such a long story, after all," the front man chuckled.
"That's why you're so elegant," Chris observed, noticing his blue trainers, blue jeans with a way too coloured t-shirt, partially covered by the famous red Christian Dior jacket.
"Really?" Matt asked for confirmation, hopefully.
"Nope, I was kidding. You're awful, as always!" Chris laughed.
"It's not true, you're stunning, trust me," Dom rushed to comfort him as he looked daggers at Chris.
Matt regained his self-confidence, but after some seconds of silence Dominic snapped.
"What about me? Someone tell me something!"
What could you say to someone dressed in a mix between sportswear and causal, with white trainers, black jeans, a red belt, a grey shirt with a white shirt collar and a black waistcoat, all matched with the Matt's twin Dior jacket, the silver one?
"You're impeccable!" Matt and Chris commented in unison, maybe envying a little bit his unfailing elegance.
"That's better," the blond smiled.
"I guess that you two lovey-dovey will take a walk around the town, right?" Dom hypothesized.
"Yep, my big, tender teddy bear will make me see the most beautiful places," Kelly explained.
"Big, tender teddy bear?" Dom, Matt and Tom repeated, amused, before they burst out laughing.
Chris wished he would disappear, as he stared at his wife with an inquisitive and not so friendly look.
"Ok, guys, game over. I was just joking, I never call him like that. I just wanted to embarrass him," she pointed out.
"What about you, Tom?" Chris asked him to change topic.
"Thanks to you who deleted all your work appointments, I'll stay here," the manager grumbled.
"See? It's not only my fault," Matt made him notice. "Anyway, oh, please, don't even try to act like a victim! Like you didn't want to remain here and pester the receptionists, the waitresses and the barwomen!" he added.
"Touché. What can I say? I love my single lifestyle!" Tom chuckled.
"Now I'd better go. Just one thing: Chris, enjoy your day with Kelly, but, please, tonight I need at least a couple of hours of your time," Matt warned him.
"Should I get worried?" Kelly joked, pretending to hold her husband possessively.
"Why? There will be Dom, too," the redhead informed her.
"That's even worse, it's a threesome!" Kelly pretended to be shocked.
"Ah-ah, very funny. It's because of a song. So, Chris, do you agree?"
"Yep, he does," Kelly answered for him.
"Thank you," the front man smiled at both of them before leaving.
"I'd better go, too. What can I say? Don't insert too many money!" the drummer teased him before leaving.
"I leave, too. Who knows, maybe I'll meet again the receptionist, she is so pretty…" Tom left.
"OK, now we are supposed to go out, too," Kelly commented getting up, but Chris pulled her to himself.
"Honey, about what you said before..."
"Yes?" she replied, caressing his forearms.
"You know… big, tender teddy bear. I like it," he admitted.
"I knew it!" she rejoiced, giving him a quick kiss.
"But never in front of my friends!" he pointed out immediately after.
"I guessed so," she giggled before they kissed more properly.
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Jessica had just arrived. Dominic asked her to meet around half past ten, right in front of the grill where they met for the very first time. It was a quarter to eleven and the girl took a look around, agitated.
"That's it. Damn me, I arrived here too late and he's already gone. Or maybe he didn't even come, maybe he has something better to do," she began to become paranoid as she tortured one of her dark locks.
All of a sudden, she heard a rumble of female voices coming from the end of the road. A few seconds later, she saw more clearly and clearly the figure of Dominic running madly. As he was running, he took her hand and dragged her with him. They hid in the first side street they found.
"Good. I guess they didn't see me," Dominic commented panting as he tried to catch his breath and set his hair, ruffled by the running.
"An assault by your fans, right?" Jessica figured out as she set her headband.
They had a lot of things in common.
"Yeah, I apologise, my mistake. I should have dated you in a less crowded place. Good for you that you don't wear the Jimmy Choo today," he commented before observing her more attentively.
She was wearing black trainers, light grey, skinny jeans, with a blue shirt unbuttoned enough to cover her rich breasts.
Not only that Dom had to catch his breath, his mouth became extremely dry too.
"Well, I have a journey to face today, so those shoes wouldn't help," she explained.
"You're amazing," he complimented her as soon as he resumed speaking.
"Thank you, you're not so bad, either, dandy!" she smiled. "Fine. It seems that your fans disappeared. Can we go?" she suggested.
"Wait. Where is your suitcase?" he wondered.
"I left it at the baggage locker, at the station. I want to be comfortable!" she explained.
"I would carry it for you all day long," he informed her.
"Thank you anyway, my beautiful gentleman, but it won't be necessary," she smiled at him.
"That's better," he shrugged. "So, which shop do you want to start with?" he asked her.
"You mean to just have a look, right? Because, you know, after my last improvident purchase…" she justified.
"Where's the problem? You are with me and I want to make you happy," he smiled at her.
"You are here with me. You're already making me happy," she confessed, embarrassed for saying something maybe too sentimental.
Dominic softened: "Awww, this is so nice, but it's not what I meant. C'mon, Jess, I'm here at your whole disposal; I have several credit cards and I crave a lot of crazy shopping, which I want to share with you!" he explained.
"I have the feeling that we'll get along a lot!" she chuckled.
"So, tell me, what can I do to make you happy? I mean, materially happy?"
"Well, if you insist… my Gucci feels alone…" she hinted.
"That's the spirit, girl!" the blond approved.
"Anyway, Dom, there's something you can do now to make me happy, not materially," Jessica whispered, as she put her head on his chest, holding him tight and caressing his shoulder through the jacket. She raised her head, to touch his nose with hers.
"OK, I guess I understood…" he murmured, kissing her in a sweet, but also intense way. "Just let me warn you, Jessica, I don't know if I'll be able to act like a good boy today," he confessed, unable to look into her cleavage, as he held her hips to pull her closer to himself.
She smiled, looking at him in a mischievous way that filled him with hope.
"I guess I'll take the risk!" she winked before kissing him again.
***************************** (in the meantime)
Gaia was waiting for Matthew at the platform from where the train would leave, as she checked if she took all her stuff. Matthew arrived a few minutes later, waving his hand from afar in a cheerful way and flourishing the rail ticket as if it was the most precious thing he owned.
"Hi, sweetie!" he greeted her as he stamped the ticket.
"Hi, Matthew!" she smiled as they headed towards the front carriages.
Matthew immediately offered to carry her orange trolley for her. Gaia took up an almost empty carriage and they got on board.
"Sorry, I thought it would be calmer. After all, a train at 11:00 a.m. on a Friday morning shouldn't be very full," she commented
"Don't worry! You know, it's been ages since I took a train like this! It reminds me of my adolescence, when I went to see my favourite bands," he explained as they sat.
"So, even the unachievable Matthew Bellamy was a fan!" she stated in a solemn tone.
"Sure. And I still am, for the artists who worth it!" he replied as he placed her trolley.
"How does it feel now that tons of people travel a lot to see your shows?" she asked him.
"It's wonderful!" he admitted as he took off his red jacket and she did the same with her white jacket.
"Wow!" he exclaimed now that he had a full view of her.
"It's nothing special. I like being comfortable when I travel," she confessed.
She wore white trainers, skinny blue jeans with a fuchsia sweater. Her hair was gathered in a ponytail.
"Believe me, you're stunning even when you dress comfortable," he winked, as he stared at her in awe.
"Thank you," she blushed, unable to face his look.
"Plus, you wear the jeans you wore the first time we met!" he added.
This time it was her turn to look at him in awe.
"Wow, I didn't think you were such an attentive observer!"
"I am, for the important things," he explained, making her blush once again.
"Anyway, my compliments," she said as they both sat down next to each other. "It's not so easy to gather all the colours in the world on a single t-shirt!" she chuckled as he stared at the floor, embarrassed. "But it fits you to a T," she added honestly, making him smile.
The train left and they didn't even notice it.
Gaia remarked two guys, sat at the end of the carriage, who were staring intently at Matthew.
She heard their speech and she giggled.
"What's up?" Matthew wondered, seeing her so amused.
"I guess that those guys are some fans of yours," she explained, pointing at them, but with discretion.
"Why? What did they say?" he asked curiously.
"The first one: 'Gee! That guy is the Muse front man!' and the second: 'Yeah, sure! Think about it: the front man of such a famous band could never be on this sodding train! Second class, nonetheless.' The first replied 'You're right. Anyway, he looks like him so damn much!' And the second said 'I don't think so... but now I want to dye my hair red, too!'" Gaia reported, making Matt laugh and laughing with him.
"Anyway, Matt, did you have here the baseball cap you wore the first time we met?" she asked him.
"Sure. How do you think I managed to arrive at the station?" he replied.
"Perfect. Give it to me," she ordered.
Matt took it from his rucksack and gave it to her.
"You'd better wear it, you know... for good measure," she advised him, putting the cap on his head and hiding his showy locks under it.
"I guess you're right," he approved.
"Look, let's do things this way," she informed him, as she got up to take something from her trolley. "I'll show you my solidarity and I'm going to wear a cap, too," she concluded, wearing her hot pink cap, covered by crystals.
Matthew stared at her cap just like a magpie stares at a shining object.
"Can we switch caps?" he suggested with nonchalance, as he started to hate his anonymous, banal black cap.
"You always feel like joking!" she burst out laughing, slapping his shoulder playfully.
"Yeah, I'm such a prankster!" he giggled, pretending indifference.
"To begin with, your cap would fit perfectly with my t-shirt!" he thought, a little insulted in his self-esteem.
Anyway, he had to admit that she looked wonderful with that cap. They spent the trip talking. Gaia tried to find out if Matt used PC or if he liked to chat, but the guy was incredibly good at diverting every attempt of investigation with perfect aplomb.
"I'm glad that she begins to be suspicious, but if she realised everything now it would spoil my plan," he thought before, because of the hours he had been up to work on the song, exhausted by all the thinking and rocked by the train, Matthew rested his head on the headboard, falling asleep.
Gaia was a little stunned, but she let him sleep, staring at him softened. She found a way to waste time, until the train reached its destination.
"Hey, Matt, we'll be there in five minutes," Gaia whispered, shaking his shoulder gently.
Matt popped his eyes open, recalling what happened and cursing himself:
"Gee, no! I fell asleep! I'm sorry, bloody hell, I didn't mean to!" he apologised, gesticulating in a frantic way.
"Don't worry. Probably I must be more boring than I guessed. And to think that I didn't even talk about university," she commented wittingly.
"No, dear, don't say that, not even as a joke. Truth is that I went to sleep very late last night," he justified.
"After working really hard, only for you," he reckoned.
"Calm down, Matt, don't worry, I perfectly understand. I'm not angry, quite the contrary. You were so cute!" she smiled. "As you can see, I found something else to do," she added, pointing at her I-pod.
"Aww, that's so cute, you're listening to our songs!" he smiled at her.
"Well, not exactly," she babbled.
Matthew tugged at one of her earphones, in order to take it and listen to music with her.
"Who is this gorilla and why is he hurting his guitar?" he wondered, taking the earphone out, horrified.
"Don't you dare insult the wonderful Ligabue!" she snapped.
Matt snatched the I-pod from her hands, scrolling the playlist.
"Gee! This Liga-thing is everywhere! Look, there are just twenty Muse songs here!" he grumbled, giving it back to her.
"What? Are you jealous?" she teased him.
"You bet!" he growled.
"Well, he's my favourite Italian singer ever, so you'd better not make fun of him!" she advised him.
"I could make fun even of his stupid name!" the redhead struck back.
"Matthew..." she warned him.
"OK, OK, he's such a great artist and everything. Happy now?" he rolled his eyes, making her laugh. "Can we go now?" he added in a softer tone.
"Yes, we can. Anyway, you didn't check properly before, your whole discography is on my I-pod !" she informed Matt, pleasing him.
Gaia left her trolley at the baggage locker, at the station and got ready to show her guest the most attractive places of the town.
It was a sunny and warm day, perfect for a nice walk. They walked for a while around the lake, which had bewitched the gorgeous Englishman at first sight. It wasn't only the lake: the climate, the people, the quietness of the place, the landscape with mountains in the background.
Matthew adored that place.
Gaia showed him the sights and tried to answer to his questions about monuments, columns, flower arrangements. After all, Matthew craved knowledge like vampires crave blood.
They reached one of the most isolated places, with a beautiful view of the lake, sitting on a bench and bathing their faces in the sunlight.
"Oh, sweetie, it's amazing here!" he murmured.
"I know. Although I practically see it every day, it's a show I could never get tired of," she admitted, sliding closer to him, until their tights touched, making both of them shiver.
She tried to take his cap off, but he blocked her hand.
"No. What if someone sees me?"
"Here? I don't think so. No one minds anything; it's like a music store, with the only difference that the lake is the main attraction," she explained, taking off both their caps.
"I missed your hair; I wanted to see it again. No, wait, I want to do more," she said, letting her hand flow through his spiky, brilliant, locks with hair gel.
"I like it," she smiled, resting her head on his shoulder as she kept caressing his hair.
"Not the way I like it!" he almost purred, wrapping his arm around her waist.
"This lake is just awesome," he stated, staring intently at it.
"It has the same colour of your eyes. I guess that from now on I'll call it Matthew's lake," she smiled at him.
A second later Matt's mouth was on hers. It was a gentle, delicate contact, but it contained/held some expectations as well. Gaia satisfied those expectations, parting her lips to give him the desired access. Matthew wanted to kiss her since he had seen her at the station, but he preferred waiting for the proper moment. There couldn't be a more proper moment.
The guy explored her mouth, nipping at her lower lip softly, tracing the contour with the point of his tongue, outside and inside and then his tongue met hers, but only for a brief touch. His hand flowed through her long, soft hair, trapped in the ponytail, the other hand caressed her face, with a sort of reverence.
Matthew parted from her, staring at her with his stunning, cerulean eyes, crossed by a lot of emotions. The same emotions that shined in Gaia's hazel eyes, as she stared at him, amazed and stunned.
"This was Matthew's kiss," he smiled at her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck.
"This is Gaia's answer," she whispered, before their mouths met again in a kiss that became more and more demanding.
Matthew placed her on his lap, holding her tighter, as he started to explore her neck and face with little kisses and caresses.
Gaia parted from him, recalling that they were in a public place.
"This is way too much. We'd better stop, before I lose control," she said, panting heavily.
"This way you're inviting me not to stop!" he sneered, ready to get dangerously closer to her.
"Matt!" she warned him.
"I was joking, don't worry. So, do you want to resume walking?" he offered, getting up and wearing his cap again.
She nodded, mirroring his actions. They walked for a few meters and then Matt stopped to give her a short, but intense kiss.
"I am allowed to kiss you this way, aren't I?" he asked her, holding her hand in his.
"No, you're not allowed," she answered, seriously and then she giggled. "I'm definitely expecting you to do that!"
Matthew smiled, satisfied as his mind was invaded by thoughts.
"Good. Very good. It seems that dear old Dommie is not a threat anymore. Now I have one more rival to face: end_of_the_world."
TBC
What can I say? Only Matthew can have such a contorted mind to consider himself a rival of... himself!
OK, here's some pics:
About our beloved guys, this is Matt's t-shirt (which I LOVE) :
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Here's Dom's outfit:
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And this is the amazing location for Matt and Gaia's first kiss.
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Hope you'll still like it.