T+T - ADDICTED TO YOUR TOUCH

Chapter 3

"Oh it is so cool here! You would love this place...unfortunately we can't invite people here because everything about this movie must remain secret..."

He wanted to invite me there.

He wanted to invite me there?!?!

I couldn't believe it, but no, he probably said it just to be nice, because i sounded desperate as always.

I had to do it, i had to ask him, i had his attention, yes, for a small amount of time, but i had his attention.

"ooohhhh dw i get it, we should totally meet anyways sometime tho!"

I don't know what was going on inside my head, i mean, he had a girlfriend and that girlfriend was Kylie Jenner!

It's not like i fall for every guy i meet, like people like to assume like that time with Hyunjin, but as soon as i saw him on my screen i knew i needed to meet him, i knew i needed to see in real life his deep green eyes and his jawline as sharp as the sharpest knife, i needed to see the bouncy curls of his dark hair falling on his shoulders and his soft and incredibly innocent smile.

He was always so busy, it wasn't possible that he had time for me, i asked because i didn't had anything to lose, i wasn't dating anyone, and many people thought i looked beautiful but not many of them really thought i was worthy of love.

I was staring at the screen of my phone waiting for something to happen, when a notification popped on my screen.

My delusional soul immediately thought it was him.

But it wasn't.

Yes, it was something better in some ways than a text from a straight engaged guy that clearly didn't want me, but it didn't make me as happy as it should have.

"You've been nominated for the Grammy Awards! Congratulations!"

I was excited, i can't deny it.

The Grammys were going to take place the following week in the city of Los Angeles, and nothing happened before them.

I had some appointments with my stylist, i chose a random outfit that I didn't even like that much and i prepared a speech even if i knew that i wasn't gonna win.

And then the big day arrived.

The Grammys were fun, i admit it, even if i was just a background character compared to the great artists that were breathing the same air as me.

At the event i was literally the supportive gay friend of everyone, the one that hypes up everyone with his joyfulness and with his charm, but i still felt somehow empty at such a big and incredible place that should've filled me up with happiness and pride.

I felt socially drained and i needed a break, i needed to disappear for some time, my category was one of the last ones so i had plenty of time to be alone.

I went to the bathroom making sure that nobody was filming or only even watching me because i didn't want to be a celebrity in that moment.

People were doing drugs in the bathroom hall, and i pushed an high singer that i probably shouldn't name to get to the bathroom door and to lock myself in it.

I checked my phone one more time, and he didn't answer my text.

At that point i was clearly angry because who did he think he was? Eventually he only had something like 3 million followers more than me, he wasn't that big hollywood star he thought he was.

It all felt like one huge dejavu, i was hiding from my problems because i couldn't deal with them, and i felt like a disappointment to all the people that viewed me as this big brave inspiration representing the community with pride and courage.

I was about to cry when i heard a familiar laugh coming closer and closer to me.

That laugh was way better in real life than trough the speakers of my new television.

I could've recognized that laugh anywhere, anytime.