They were on the highway. Brian was driving. He was amusing himself, he didn´ get to drive very often. Curt had
his foot on the accelerator and kept saying "faster" at Brian´s hear. He pushed the pedal until they reached 270 km/h.
Still going faster. He leaned over and took the wheel in his hands, not letting go of the accelerator.
-What the fuck are you doing? - Brian asked, panicking.
-Do you love me?
-What?
Curt switched lanes. They were now at 290 km/h.
-Are you insane, Curt? We are going to die!
-Do you love me, Brian?
-Curt, this is not the time to...
-Do you?
-Yes!
-Louder.
-I love you, Curt!
-Would you die right now if I asked you to?
.Curt, please, stop playing games. You´re scaring me!
-Would you? - They were approaching 310 km/h.
-I can see a car coming, Curt! God, please!
-Would you?
-Curt, please!
-Would you, Brian?
-Yes!
-You´re lying!
-I´m not! I love you. I would die with you now. Go ahead...
-Then kiss me... - He did. they kissed passionately, hungrily, in a twirl of emotions. They tasted each other´s soul in
that kiss, which lasted only brief seconds but seemed like a thousand lifetimes. Curt pulled out just in time to switch
lanes again. Nobody spoke until he finally pulled over and stopped the car.
Brian was as pale as a ghost. It took him several minutes before he could speak.
-We almost died! You´re insane, Curt! You´re completely crazy! You... you...you scared me!
-I scared you? I scared you, Brian? -Curt replied. - That was not a third of how you scared me when you told me
those things. A third. I thought you really meant them...
-I didn´t, Curt. I really didn´t. I love you. I swear. I´d die for you. I´ die for love, if you asked me to. Come on. Let´ s
travel. Let´ s see the world. Fuck the record. Fuck ambition. Fuck everything. Just you and I, baby. Together.
his foot on the accelerator and kept saying "faster" at Brian´s hear. He pushed the pedal until they reached 270 km/h.
Still going faster. He leaned over and took the wheel in his hands, not letting go of the accelerator.
-What the fuck are you doing? - Brian asked, panicking.
-Do you love me?
-What?
Curt switched lanes. They were now at 290 km/h.
-Are you insane, Curt? We are going to die!
-Do you love me, Brian?
-Curt, this is not the time to...
-Do you?
-Yes!
-Louder.
-I love you, Curt!
-Would you die right now if I asked you to?
.Curt, please, stop playing games. You´re scaring me!
-Would you? - They were approaching 310 km/h.
-I can see a car coming, Curt! God, please!
-Would you?
-Curt, please!
-Would you, Brian?
-Yes!
-You´re lying!
-I´m not! I love you. I would die with you now. Go ahead...
-Then kiss me... - He did. they kissed passionately, hungrily, in a twirl of emotions. They tasted each other´s soul in
that kiss, which lasted only brief seconds but seemed like a thousand lifetimes. Curt pulled out just in time to switch
lanes again. Nobody spoke until he finally pulled over and stopped the car.
Brian was as pale as a ghost. It took him several minutes before he could speak.
-We almost died! You´re insane, Curt! You´re completely crazy! You... you...you scared me!
-I scared you? I scared you, Brian? -Curt replied. - That was not a third of how you scared me when you told me
those things. A third. I thought you really meant them...
-I didn´t, Curt. I really didn´t. I love you. I swear. I´d die for you. I´ die for love, if you asked me to. Come on. Let´ s
travel. Let´ s see the world. Fuck the record. Fuck ambition. Fuck everything. Just you and I, baby. Together.