MR. BAD GUY (ENGLISH VERSION)

YOU AND I

Enzo rented three different dresses for Pauline in three different styles for her to choose. He knew her perfectly and each one of them fitted into her tastes. They visited her some hours before the gala and they found her hesitant. The three were just amazing. She remembered those days when they were a couple and they shared clothes, hairbrush and even nail polish very often. She was influenced by him on her clothes. He always bought her feminine things which were right only to certain events. Once he gave her a white top and a two levels skirt full of bows, amazing. Enzo advised her to wear the miniskirt suit Chanel and Tarek thought the fuchsia dress going down to her feet was right for the gala. Eventually she chose the third choice, a midi golden and pleated dress, well tight to her waist. She wore a pair of silver shoes and her bob and wavy blonde hair with no ornaments.

The next day they appeared both stunning in the premiere of the movie. Of course he was on his own or with Pauline on the photocall so he kept fueling his ambiguity wherever he went. Pauline looked awesome with her golden dress by Emilia Thurnball. All the flashes spotted on them, of course. Tarek, like Enzo's twin brother, with his same tuxedo was staying in the background admiring his man. During the screening of the movie Pauline sat at Enzo's right side and Tarek at left, and he placed one hand in each knee.

After the premiere the production company had thrown a party in a boat floating on the Thames river. There were a lot of photographers and this time Tarek was Mrs. Efseryan full time.

As usual in these events, those parties were a drag for Tarek. Enzo usually kept company to producers, actors, reporters and all the satellites that wandered around in those events. It meant that Tarek vanished off the face of the earth and tried to throw his own party.

Since the very beginning there were a bunch of photographers shooting at Enzo. He posed for them and talked to some for fifteen minutes. Tarek vanished as soon as that endless crazyness unleashed. By experience he knew that circus would last long and at least he had the privilege to go to the bar and have a drink quietly. Although he was doomed to a certain loneliness.

Most of the times he started trivial conversations with the waiters or members of other famous people's entourage. Tarek thanked getting away of that artificial world that unleashed in those events, he was particularly uncomfortable with that. He was the perfect counterpoint for Enzo. The actor loved he wasn't impressed by the famous faces and he didn't feel intimidated in any way. His modesty turned him into the sexiest man of the universe.

He spent more than an hour since he got away discreetly from the circus displayed around his boyfriend. He had a drink and was going to drink another one but he regretted it and asked one to bring to Enzo. After walking around the boat, his reference point was Duncan's thick curly mop of hair, he knew Enzo wouldn't be too far. Indeed, he was chatting with Tom Hanks and Enzo introduced him, happy and proud.

- Oh, thanks, darling -he grabbed the glass he brought him, ignoring the one he still was grabbing-. Tom, this is my man, Tarek.

They shook each other's hands tightly. Tom was so pleasant and nice how one could imagine, he didn't act like a star. His modesty fitted into his own, but their conversation (furniture, interior design) was very boring for him.

Eventually, Tarek returned to the bar asking a third glass of champagne. He started a conversation with one of the members of Clint Maxwell staff, the old actor and director. Luckily he found at last one nice person to start an interesting conversation. Not very deep, just some chatting between two people drinking.

- Tarek, you are here. Where did you go? -Duncan asked with worried face.

- I was in the loo. What's wrong?

- Come on, Enzo is waiting for you in the car. He wants to leave.

- Really? Does he really want to go? It's 3 a.m. -he said looking at his watch, amused.