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Paris was…quite the way I imagined: loud, colorful, full of good-looking people with an incredibly style, joyful. Yet, it didn't make me as happy as I thought. The moment I got to my new temporary home; a room in the student's-home, I realized that I miss my Alexander too much.

It has been three days since I came here, and all I can think about is that Alec is home all alone, and I'm here, so many miles away from him. And it caused me lots of pain, but I never showed him it through our talks on skype or phone. He's proud of me, and I wanted it to stay that way, I didn't want to disappoint him or my family. They did a lot, so I could be here today, and I decided that I have to use this chance they gave to me, so I could make them all proud.

"Er you rydy?" my roommate, Pierre, asked, standing in the doorway of the bathroom as I was finishing my make-up.

"Are you ready, Pierre. Are you ready." He just stuck his tongue out on me; he wasn't very good at English. I told him that I can speak French, but he said that he wants to learn English, so I'm his tutor now, and he helps me with French, when I don't know words.

"Whatever." He breathed. "Are…you…ready?"

"Yes, I am. But before we go, I have to check is there any mail from Alec." he nodded, and shoved my phone into my hand. "He was supposed to send me info about Max."

Ah yes, lately the little Max started to feel not so good, he got paler and catch a few infections. The doctor sent him for more detailed examinations.

"Hell, there's nothing new. I just have to call Alec later, when he'll be awake."

The classes went as always too fast. For the first time I have to say that I enjoyed school. They were so interesting, and I finally was able to learn what I want, especially with the course on University. I could almost say that it's really great for me here.

Except that I missed home. I talked to my brother and parents very often, at least once in a day, I sent them an email, or we skyped. But still it wasn't enough for me. I'm used to talk to them whenever I want, as much as I want. And here, I was consumed by other things, and had only a few people to talk to; my new friends, or rather people that Pierre introduced me to. He's a really good guy.

"A party tonight, my boyfriend is doing." He whispered to me, during math. "You go?"

"Is it ok with your boyfriend if I come?"

"Oui. How do you Americans says…the more…"

"The more the merrier?" he nodded, offering me a wide smile. "All right, I come. What time, and where?"

"You go with me, seven in his home."

Now all I had to do is find a good party outfit.

When it was almost six o'clock I was still in a mess. Clothes were discarded on the bed, make-up wasn't done, hair still not stylized the way I wanted. It was just so hard to pick clothes now. Usually, ok, lately, I chose something that Alec would love if we were going on a party, or something that reminded me of him, so I could tease him all night. But today, I couldn't wear anything blue, because it would remind me of how much I miss him.

"You not rydy."

"Ready. I'm not ready yet. I don't know what to wear"

"This look ok." He pointed at the blue shirt that Alec got me on Christmas.

"It's a present from my boy." Pierre shrugged his arms and sighed loud. Eventually I decided to wear that shirt and skinny white jeans. Really quickly I've done my make-up and hair, and we were ready to go.

"Miss you him?" Pierre asked suddenly, when we got out of the taxi in front of a huge home.

"Alexander?" he nodded "Like crazy, but we both decided that I have to follow my dreams, that I have to come here. And I know he's waiting for me, back there in home."

"You love him?"

"I never loved someone as much as I love him. I know he's the one for me, the one for my whole life."

"Hmm…" he didn't say anything for a few moments, just when we were about to go inside he grabbed my arm. "How you know you love him this big?"

"I don't know, but as I'm thinking of my future, I see Alec by my side" I sent him a smile. "I just feel in my heart that he's the one. Don't you feel the same for Sebastian? Don't you love him?"

"I know not. I like him much, but I know not how he feels about moi" he raised his fist to knock. "He likes others too."

"You mean he's sle…" in that very moment Sebastian, Pierre's boyfriend opened the door for us, eyeing me from head to toe, and nodding like in an approval.

"Looking good Magnus." He spoke way better in English than Pierre, thanks to a few years he had spent with his family in London. "Those tight clothes fits you really great."

"Thanks?" I said uncertainty, looking awkwardly at Pierre; after all he was his boyfriend and he was giving me compliments in his presence.

Sebastian said something in French, too fast for me to understand it perfectly, but I was able to catch some words: bed, he, Magnus. Pierre was talking back to him equally fast, so I only caught: no and friend.

"Excuse me, I may not catch everything, but are you talking about me? I heard my name pretty well."

"Apologies" Sebastian turned to me, smirking. "We should speak English in front of you, handsome."

"I can understand French, if people aren't talking too fast…"

"Oh really?" he winked seductively at me, I was sure about it. "I wonder if there's anything else that you can do, connected with speaking in French or using that tongue of yours…"

"Are you hitting on me?!" I never was a fan to beat around the bush. "Your boyfriend is right next to me!"

"And? I like some more company in bed. Come on…" he trailed off. "You're not a blushing virgin boy, are you? You don't look like one. You like being adventurous, I can see it."

"I have a boyfriend…"

"Back home, in USA. Not here."

"I'm faithful to him!"

"For now" he commented and smirked once again. "But for how long? I can already tell you, you will be tempted. After all Paris is the city of pleasure and love. It's hard to resist…"

"I think I'm going back to the dorm." I turned away from them, and wanted to go, but Pierre caught my arm again. I looked at him confused and he started to shout at Sebastian, of course in French, and this time Magnus understand more.

'He loves him. He's not that kind of a person. You can't attack him like that. He's my friend.'

'And I want him in my bed, and I will get him into my bed.'

'Am I not enough for you?!'

'No.'

'Then it's over!'

'I really don't care. I can have anyone I want. You are not so special. There's plenty of men and women that I can get into my bed. that won't be so whining like you. That won't be trying to change me.'

'All I wanted is for us to be a normal couple! I wanted us to be in love!'

'In love? Love is for fools. I don't do love, especially with guys like you, Pierre.'

'It's good then I won't be around you anymore.'

Pierre turned on his heel and dragged me by my elbow into the darkness of the city. He was breathing hard and heavy, walking fast; I almost had to run after him so I wouldn't lose him. When we were far away from Sebastian's home, Pierre finally stopped. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit it up. He pressed his back to the wall of some building and inhale the smoke.

"I sorry you hear it"

"Don't apologize" I patted his arm, in a comforting way. "He's a jerk by the way"

"Jerk?"

"An idiot, stupid for not wanting you and only you" I smiled a little. "You are a wonderful guy Pierre, everyone would kill for dating you."

"Jerk" he agreed. "Je ne peux pas croire que je ai été avec lui pendant si longtemps »

"Why were you with him anyway ? He's a dick" he shrugged his arms and finished smoking. "You could a lot better."

"I know not. We meet in a party. I be alone, he too." We started to walk again, into the direction of our dorm. "I was alone, he too. We dance, kiss. He take me eat out, see a film, we have sex."

"So you didn't start with sex only?" he shook his head. "So what changed?"

"Not know. He meet other people, but come to me then."

"And you were ok with it?"

"Oui." I looked at him in a disbelief. "No. I did not want to speak this to him. I like him much."

"So you pretended that you're ok with him sleeping around with others, because you liked him very much?" he nodded. "Oh Pierre, believe me, you can do a lot better than some scum that cheats you on. You deserve a lot of better."

"Merci"

"You don't have to thank me. This is the true."

"You good friend, Magnus. Really good friend" I could only smile, and grab him into a friendly hug.

"Come on, I know a way to cope with a break up." He looked at me with a question. "Is this your first break up?"

"No."

"Than people in Europe handle break ups different than we, Americans?" Pierre shrugged his arms. "We're gonna drink. A lot. We're in Europe, I can legally drink, I'm eighteen"

"I know bar. Good bar."

"Then, let's go my friend. Let's go, and cope with your break up, like normal people do!"

With that we went into the opposite direction.

After fifth drink, I began to feel tipsy, maybe even I was drunk already. We both were. We've been laughing like crazy over really stupid things, we've been talking about things that we've done in bed and with who. And many, many more.

Eventually we stumbled, somehow, to our room in the student-house. We've even managed to take off some clothes, and fall down on the bed. Before I drifted off, I was consumed by the sweet memory of Alec's lips on mine, that felt so much real in that moment. I could easily taste him.

And how was it?

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