I could hear them play Layla by Eric Clapton as I walked into the bar and saw her sit in a corner nursing a glass of whiskey. The story goes that Clapton wrote this song about Pattie Boyd, the wife of his best friend George Harrison. Both the men apparently loved her, ironically enough I felt this song really relatable nowadays. Except the question was whether I was Clapton or George Harrison.
Come on, suck it up, it's not that hard to apologize I sighed.
Slowly advancing towards her I took a seat beside her as I felt her eyes turn towards me.
"I am not in a mood to talk to you, Nikki." She said
"You don't have to talk. I will do the talking. Just listen to what I have to say?" I asked to which she simply remained silent. I take the silence as a yes.
"I am sorry about earlier. I didn't mean what I said. I was angry. So, I am sorry." I said
I really can't think of a gigantic apology speech right now. I never could but that was yet another similarity I shared with her.
"Sure." She said barely a whisper.
"Do you love him? Do you love Axl?" I asked. She doesn't like or love me, she has made that abundantly clear but what about him? Maybe it was my sneaky little way of finding out if there was even the slightest possibility of us happening.
"No."
That was a shock to me. Was she serious? Did she even hear what my question was? Or was she just nodding like she does every time when she didn't hear the question properly?
"What?" I asked in amusement
"I don't love Axl." She said again taking a sip of her drink.
I don't know if I should trust that cos' right now I was talking to a girl who can perfectly lie to herself until she starts believing the lie to be the truth.
"What makes you so sure? You guys were 'high school sweethearts'. You let him stay at your home, you took care of him when his leg........" I didn't know why instead of being happy I was worried, why was she with him if she doesn't feel anything towards him?
"That was William. Whatever I did back then was for William, cos' I loved him. Maybe I might always love him. Sure I might sound like I am on acid or some shit but....... they aren't the same. Axl and William aren't the same, I thought they were. But they aren't." She sighed
"You are overthinking." I chuckled in disbelief as she shook her head.
"Okay, let's rewind a bit shall we, if I remember correctly I was the one who made you confess your feelings towards 'William'. Even then you kept lying to yourself that you don't love him. Do you want me to give you the same speech and force it out of you?" I asked rolling my eyes. It may seem weird but to me, our friendship comes ahead of the feelings I had for her. I would never put my romantic feelings for her ahead of our friendship. Never.
I tried to give you consolation
When your old man had let you down
Like a fool, I fell in love with you
Turned my whole world upside down
Layla, you've got me on my knees
Layla, I'm begging, darling please
Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind
I mentally chuckled as I paid closer attention to the lyrics. I was now one hundred percent sure that I was Clapton. I just hope there won't arise a situation in the future where Axl and I would have to call each other 'ex-boyfriends in law'.
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14 Years [GNR/Mötley Crüe]
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