1991
Denali
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I woke up to the sound of the guys laughing. I could only assume what they were laughing at.
"There meant for each other" Darrell said, little did I know he had a video camera with him recording the whole thing.
"Get that camera out of my fucking face Darrell before I smash the fucking thing" I said sternly watching as they kept laughing.
"Someone woke up on the wrong side of Phil!" As soon as Phil heard his name he awoke. Not only was I upset and mad at Darrell but so was he. He didn't want to say it though.
"So what huh? I fell asleep on Phil, who cares?!" I yelled.
"You guys weren't just sleeping on him, you were cuddling him-"
"Yeah we were. I don't know what you guys are trying to do but it's not working so if you could mind your business that would be fantastic" Phil finally broke from all the tension between us. Darrell turned the camera off and nodded.
"I'm sorry guys" He said, he was being genuine I could tell.
"It's okay" I smiled at him, making him smile back. They all left the room with that. I knew that wasn't the end of this though. Some how some way they'd get us back again...
Hours later we got to the hotel in Italy, deciding it was best that we try our hardest to not trash this place like Germany.
"I'm exhausted" Rex exhaled.
"Me too" Darrell said.
Me and Phil couldn't relate. It was awkward for us now, since all the guys went to bed so what was there for us to do? I decided to go find my room and put some of my things away. This hotel wasn't as good as the one in Germany but it was okay with everything being pretty clean and taken care of.
I rummaged through my bag to find on of the books I brought on the tour. I didn't read much but I decided that maybe it could become a new hobby of mine. I began to read through some of the chapters but getting pulled away from it by a knock at my door.
"Hey, I was just gonna see if you wanted to go walk around n shit" Phil said as I opened the door.
"Yeah, lemme just grab my wallet-"
"Don't bother, I've got it" he said.
"You sure? I mean-"
"It's all good"
We walked out of the hotel and made our way out to the streets. It was absolutely gorgeous here as well, way better then Germany probably. "It's crazy how different it is in each location, like it's classy here" I said looking up to a sky full of stars, something you could never get in the city from all the bright lights and pollution.
"Yeah really...but you came from France right?" He asked making me laugh.
"Worse, Quebec" I replied, it got silent which I assumed he didn't know where that was.
"It's in Canada" I said laughing a bit.
"Right" he said carrying out the word.
The streets were a little dirty but the sky was a whole painting making me feel like we were in some stupid romance movie. It was just perfect.
"I want you to know you can talk to me..." he said.
"I know...but I'm okay, really" I smile.
No, I don't want to get too attached to make these feelings even more unbearable.
"Can I be honest with you"
No...
"Of course" I said, forcefully.
"I wish last night didn't happen..." he continued...
"I just...I knew something was gonna happen and I should have stuck to my gut-" I cut him off.
"Can we just drop it...please?" I ask politely.
"I know you don't want to talk about it but-"
I stopped walking, as did he.
"Fuck, please Phil I just can't...right now it's a lot for me and I don't know what to do because everything is all happening at once with me" I pause.
"A-and...sometimes I wish I didn't even come on tour." I said. As my hands became sweaty and shook, his features took to a more comforting stand, moving closer to me in one move and wrapping his arms around my body.
There I cried, in the cold streets alone with Phil as the stars and fresh air polluted our senses. He didn't say anything, he didn't need to, he just wanted to be there with me and I took great appreciation to his actions. His warmth transferred to mine, making me feel comforted by him. I was falling for him when I didn't want to...I couldn't right?
Nothing else was said between us. He grabbed my hand gently and off we went, walking back to the hotel. My head resting on his shoulder as we dragged ourselves back.
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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 - p. anselmo
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