WHO WANTS TO LIVE FOREVER?

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He underwent the ablation two days after that informal meeting with his doctor. Some of the privileges he had for his influence and all his acquaintances.

The operation worked fine. Enzo behaved quite well, as the good patient he surely was and that same day returned home waiting for the diagnosis that he would receive within a month.

Nevertheless three days after the ablation he had to stay in bed with flu symptoms.

Enzo hated stay in bed and even more when he had so many projects awaiting. He took the plunge and decided to take part in Sean Penn film as producer and executive producer as well. After all he was a millionaire and had never been involved in some film funding, something new and exciting for him but entailing a lot of troubles. He did it just to set up the project and getting the leading role.

But instead of catching a flight to New York and having several meetings, he stayed on bed, sneezing.

- I'm already here. Did you miss me?

Tarek walked into the room bringing two beautiful vases. One with azaleas and other with freesias. His husband's favourite flowers. He put them to Enzo could look at them at leisure. He was reading a load of Christmas greeting cards from different fanclubs he hadn't time to read so far. Having to stay on bed let him do everything that he must delay when he was too busy.

- What are you reading so self absorbed? -he asked lying on bed beside him.

- Don't get near me. I can give it to you -he complained-. And who will take care of me then?

- I don't care. Today I haven't kissed you -he jumped over him joyfully.

Enzo, in one of his outburst, had shaved his moustache. Tarek didn't get used yet, he felt like he was kissing another man.

- Tell me what they write to you -he insisted after peppering little kisses over his soft upper lip.

- I can't read them

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- I can't read them. It's too filthy, even for me.

Tarek burst into laughter taking him away the card and starting to read.

- I can't explain that thing that women have with you -he said reflexive after reading it.

- Why? I'm the most beautiful animal of the world.

- Wasn't that Ava Gardner? -Tarek raised an eyebrow, mocking.

- A journalist wrote that about me, don't blame on me for his lack of originality.

- And you believed it, sure -he kept on picking on him relentlessly.

- Oh, I'm all fucked up. Leave me alone.

- Awww, my baby is sick. I had forgotten.

- Tarek, I'm really bored. I got no fever. May I go out?

- Woooww... are you asking me permission? Oh, gosh, I'm dying with love. You are unrecognizable, huh? -he left the card with the rest looking at him mocking.

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