Julian's POV:
It was Rich
"Sup, man" I said taking another bite of my hotdog.
"Just saw this hot blonde wearing a T-Shirt with your fucking face on it, dude. Her tits were this huge" he said showing me with his hands, it made me laugh.
"Yeah man, it's fucking crazy. Lots of pretty ladies" I said and looked around putting my hands in the pockets of my jacket.
"Talkin'bout pretty ladies, just saw this girl from yesterday" I got a little too excited when he said that.
"Mika? Where?" I asked sounding desperate.
"She was waiting in the line for the Marlboro stand, I think they're giving away cigarettes or something like that..."
"Thanks dude" I said giving him a pat on the back and started jogging towards the stand I spotted while Richard was talking.
I looked around the line fighting through the crowd and finally spotted her kind of wavy shoulder-length brown hair. I walked to her and was right before her. I didn't know what to say and got fucking nervous so I just kinda tapped her shoulder, making her turn around to face me. Her eyes widener. The moment I saw her face I had like some flashes about last night that went like becoming clear as we spoke.
"Oh hi!" She said smiling widely too. I didn't realize how tensed up I was until she hugged me. And how tall she was, like I was only a head taller than her. It's still a lot, I know, but most of the girls are two heads shorter than me, two and a half maybe?
I remember hugging her last night.
Somehow it made me feel stupid and powerless. I am, I know though.
I even think I could have forced her to kiss me.
"Are you alright?" She asked me furrowing her eyebrows. I immediately smiled, she was getting worried because of my nervous face.
"Yes" I said. She smiled again.
"This is my friend, Nicole" She introduced me to her friend I didn't even notice was standing right beside her. "Nicky, this is Julian" she added.
"Hi" The blonde girl shook my hand shyly.
"Nice to meet you" I said and turned to Mika again. "Can we talk" I dropped.
"Um, yeah, I guess" she doubted looking at her friend.
"Go ahead, I'll get you a box, call me later. Oh and remember the cool band Jared told us to listen to plays at 9!" Nicole told her, so she nodded and walked behind me.
That zone was too crowded so I let her go first and I followed her. She would turn around to check if I was still behind her so I put my hand on her back to let her know I was.
We arrived to a kind of mini forest, artificial, obviously. There were a couple of pines and metal tables where people could sit and eat quietly away from the stages.
"So.. what's up?" she asked as she kept walking. It was peaceful right there, you could actually walk without people pushing and crashing your shoulder with their's.
"Oh, nothing, I just.. was worried about yesterday. Nick told me you took a cab?" I said.
"To be honest I don't really know, I don't remember anything after waking up in the van" she said squinting, like trying to remember. "Fab woke us up, or Albert, I only remember a lot of hair" she said laughing. I was constantly and inevitably looking at her even though she didn't notice, I didn't need to look away because she walked staring at the grass the whole time.
"Uhh.. weird night, huh?" I said now staring at the grass just like her as my hands hid on the pockets of my jacket.
She nodded. I wanted to talk to her so bad, I had to say whatever to keep the conversation going but I didn't know what.
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The Look Of Knowledge
FanfictionWhen you realize everything you thought you knew about yourself isn't really true. (The Strokes fiction) Featuring Julian Casablancas, Albert Hammond Jr., Nikolai Fraiture, Fabrizio Moretti and Nick Valensi.
