XV
Fletch looked up from his laptop and arched his eyebrows with curiosity. "Are you breaking up with me, Tallie?" He wondered, amused. I was seriously tempted to throw a pillow to his head, but instead, I just let myself fall onto Mike's empty bed. I knew Mike was probably on the bar flirting madly with the cute barman, so Fletch had the room all to himself.
"Yes. This can't go on. I have a millionaire husband that's starting to suspects another man shags me." I said with no real emotion. Fletch didn't need much to know something was odd.
"Ok. What's going on with Harry?"
I didn't expected that.
Not at all.
And the problem with that is that I literally fell off of the bed out of surprise.
"WHAT?!" I exclaimed.
Fletch looked at me still sitting in front of his computer. "Stop fooling around, Tallie. Why are you laying in the floor? Is it that comfortable?" He asked.
Bastard.
"I just like the floor. I'm used to my Arabian boyfriend and my ex Asian boyfriend, and they always eat on the floor. I just felt like remembering them." I mumbled, sitting up and putting my back against the bed, reclining my head over the mattress.
Fletch grinned. "So now that you can't go even more down… What happened with Harry? Don't try to deny it, missy, because I'm Master and Commander of this Tour and I know everything. I have eyes on my back and on every single spot on the tour." He added just in case I was doubting it.
And knowing Fletch as I did, I was sure he did know.
He was the typical boy that looked like butter wouldn't melt in his mouth, and then SNAP he shows he knows everything.
"I think I really like him." I blurted, avoiding his eyes. Fletch waited in silence, patiently. That was his mayor virtue: patience. He could wait for information, knowing that sooner or later he would have it. So I went on, it was clear he was sure that wasn't all. "But when he kisses me…" I took a deep breath and counted to ten. I was going to say out loud something that I didn't have say before, really. It was a whole new different state of pathetic ways for me. It was one thing to admitted I may be in love with two boys –which was pretty pathetic on itself – but to revele the deranged and twisted way my brain worked? A once in a lifetime event. "… I can´t help but… think of James…" I mumbled.
Almost scared by his silence, I bent my legs and hugged them to my chest, burrying my head in my knees. It was pathetic. I was slowly turning into the kind of girl that I would hate giving the situation. But I wasn's strong enough to just step aside of both of them and sort my feeling out first rather than… just confusing them. And they didn't even have a clue about the other.
Oh, I'm a mayor bitch… Wouldn´t my mom be proud…?
"… And?" Fletch finally said and it was something so out of character that I looked up immediately, surprised.
"And… what?" I demanded.
"So you think of James when you shag Harry. And… that 'and' goes for what else." The blonde boy, that was starting to be very hated, said as if it was the most normal thing in the universe.
I just stared.
What else?
Was he on crack?
LSD?
Bifta?
Had he had a concussion?
A psychological trauma?
Anything?
"Fletch, did you just run off from a mental asylum?" I asked just to clarify my last option, because none of the others seemed that plausible.
"Do I look like the Joker, Tallie?" Fletch wondered amused. I looked him over, from head to toe, and then shook my head.
"But the innocent looking ones are the worst. Maggie says it! You're… what was that word… mosquita muerta! That. You're a mosquita muerta."
"Do you know what that means?"
"Not at all… But that's not what we're discussing!"
"That's right. We are discussing your thing with Harry and James."
Right…
"Yes." I said. That was good, right? It didn´t say too much nor too little.
… Who am I kidding?
"So. You think of one when you're with the other, but you're surely not the first girl in England –hell, probably not even in Europe or the whole world!- that thinks the same. So there must be something more."
"Tell me what you think." I snapped, crossing my arms annoyed.
"But… where would be the fun in that?"
"You're evil and I'm not sure if I like you right now."
"Ok, ok, fine. I tell you what I think. You are, for the first time in your life, standing in front of a proverbial mirror. You're confronting yourself with what you really are for the first time and that's confusing."
I stared at him….
And stared…
And stared…
And when I was done, I stared a little more.
…… And a little bit more…..
"When did you study psychology, Fletch?" I demanded to know, thinking over what he had just said. It… actually sounded quite possible.
"Come on, Tallie. Think about it. Why it is that you're focusing on two lads so different from each other? Maybe because you're trying to figured out what you really want in life or what you want from a relationship? We all know that your ex boyfriends were just a good shag."
Sometimes, it amazed me Fletch's ability to speak so… colloquially.
"Yeah, well. What does that have to do with anything? Do you mean that I… I'm not sure if what I want in a boy is lust or love, a gentleman or a rascal?"
"Don´t you feel like your betraying them? Listening to Arctic Monkeys so much?"
Seriously, this man was able to really drive me crazy and not in a good way like that stupid Britney's song. I personally preferred Brit from We Will Rock You, thank you very much.
"Fletch, focus!"
"That's what I mean."
"…. For me to focus?" Ok, now I was confused. Really confused.
"No, woman! That you're not sure of what the hell do you want." He snapped, but he wasn´t angry, he was probably enjoying himself.
I was about to answer to that, but I decided against it. I needed to think his words over. Fletch was right, I knew it, but it was hard to believe it or say it out loud. Was I that shallow? Was I so sex-driven? Was I that stupid?
"… Do you think that Harry can´t be 'love'?"
I'm definitely THAT stupid and even more.
I was tempted to hit my head against the wall after I said that. Seriously. What the hell? Why would I ask that stupid, stupid question?!! I was supposed to deny it and not… not… not show that kind of sentiment!!!!
Fletch, instead of laughing and mocking me as I was sure he was going to do, just smiled and moved from his chair to sit in the floor next to me. He put a hand over my right knee and shook it lightly.
"I think you just got your answer, kid." Fletch said with a soft smile.
I felt like crying.
Can you believe it?!
And even when I was feeling humiliated, and stupid, and ugly, and idiotic, and moronic and any kind of synonymous you can think of… I probed my real idiocy.
"You didn´t answer my question."
I'm going to check myself into a funny farm.
"I think both James and Harry can be your perfect boyfriend-"
"That doesn´t help at all, Fletcher."
"You didn´t let me finish, kiddo! Now shut your mouth. I was saying. They can be it, depending on what you choose."
"That doesn´t answer my question either."
"You want to know if Harry can or cannot be also the love part of your dilemma?" I nodded, but didn´t say what I wanted to add. That it was a dilemma induced by him! "I think he can. If you're brave enough to let him. And I also think that James can be the 'lust' if you let him."
"You're not really helping me, Fletch!" I whined.
"You want me to fix your life with a magic wand and I can´t, kiddo." He said, smirking slowly, amused. I hit his ribs with my elbow and frowned.
"I hope you know how bad you sound."
"I do." Fletch used my knee to help himself stood up, and then winked at me. I feared his next words. "But isn´t that how you normally fix your problems?"
He didn´t.
"You didn´t!!" I exclaimed, standing up so fast I got dizzy. That to show that sometimes, what I think and what I say are exactly the same. "You're going down."
Fletch laughed and wooed me off. "And what are you going to do about it, huh? Try to hit me? Kick me? Throw a pillow at me?"
"No! I'm going to seduced Dougie and Harry and make a McFight!" I stated, sticking my tongue out at him. My threat was so stupid that neither he nor I could help it and we started laughing our asses off.
"Honey, you're having fun without me? How mean of you both."
Fletch and I turned around to look at the recently arrived Mike, who was smirking like the best.
"Oh, well. I think I'll leave now. I… have to go shopping! We're in Belfast! I need alcohol." I exclaimed, skipping out of the room after kissing both boys on their cheeks.
I skipped my way toward the hallway of the penthouses rooms, toward my room, across the little living room that linked all the rooms. And then I stopped. So suddenly, I fell to the floor.
Really, today is the day of hitting my bum to the floor?
"What a way of saying hello you have. It seems to be usual around me." James Bourne joked, jumping up of his seat to help me stand up. I smiled at him with my best smile –because I was like forced to do that by my own traitorous mouth – but inside my head? I was in huge turmoil. Sunami huge. Or even bigger.
Buggers.
Ok I'm officially the worst. I only NOW noticed I had upload twice the same chapter. You have the right to hate me. Here is the REAL chapter -.-
Sorry!!!
Please, please don´t hate me! I swear over my porcelain dolls' collection that I'll do my best to update sooner! I think I recuperated my muses for this and the characters are slowly but surely surrendering to MY desires. Next chapter is done, in my beta -the amazing Hope-Change-'s hands, but I'll try to have NEXT at least half done before updating it.
This is my answer to you, Hope lol: Your computer has something personal with you?? Did you cheat on her??? Did you talk about changing her??? Computers are a bit too sensitive, you know? LMAO.
Thank you, thank you, thank you. You're the best! Maybe THAT'S why it seemed to me that it didn´t make any sense. Too much emotions XD But I'm glad you like it!!
James and Dougie could make a club. Like... "Rejected by the protagonist antagonist boys" or something like the key words must be RIGHT NOW. They will get the girl, eventually.... hopefully.... Now I'm feeling guilty TT
.... Maybe I'll start a poll. Or give everyone ten seconds to tell me why she should end up with each boy XD
I don´t want you to be very upset! But James is James.... And is tempting........ It's a question og Delorean/drummiliciousness..... lol
It's a cool code name, can I use it too??? Please?????? *insert puppy eyes*.
.......................... I think I can endure hours and hours of babble and sobs........ even trough Twitter..... I think I can accept that............ XD
Ok, so that's all for now. Wait for the next chapter!
Love!!
XOXO
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