ʟᴀ ᴛʀɪᴩ // 𝐠𝐧𝐫

14 - God's Masterpiece

I head downstairs with Saul following me, I step into the living room and I find Duff and Axl looking at me with their jaw dropped.

I roll my eyes and William jumps up from his seat on the couch and walks to me as Saul finds his place beside Duff.

"You're stunning" William says, wrapping an arm around my waist.

"Yeah, I know." Am I being too bicthy? "You don't look bad yourself." I say, looking down and up to him. He's wearing some leather pants with an half unbuttoned white shirt and cowboys boots. But this time, no bandanna, what a shame.

"Shall we?" He asks and I nod. Before we get out the door, I shout to the inside of the house.

"Saul, don't forget. 11:30 at the Whiskey!" And he shouts an ok as response.

"You and Slash are going out?" He asks while closing the front door.

"Yeah. I'd be grateful if you dropped me at the Whiskey." I say with a smile as we walk to the car.

"Yeah, sure."

"Thanks."

***

The dinner is going really well. We are having a good time between friends, the food is delicious, the wine is amazing. Everything is good. Nothing can ruin this encounter between two best friends.

I really like William. He's an amazing friend and an interesting guy. William has a soul that I've never seen before.

He takes everything so deep that he looks almost like a philosopher. There's no better person to talk with. He's the best.

You wish you could look into those eyes and read his soul like a book. But it's impossible. You can't. It's amazing that when he wants, he shows a page of the book called his soul and you can actually read it without any problems and understand it like clear water.

If I could, I would read his soul like a wonderful book full of topics that you never thought it could be possible to think about them that way.

"So, what's your favourite country that you've visited on tour?" I ask, changing the subject.

"Hmmm" He takes a spin of his wine and lands his glass back on the table. "It's hard to choose one because they are all special in their way and they all had their own magic. But one of my favourites is Portugal." A feeling of pride fills my chest. Portugal may be not my native country but in my heart it is. Portugal is a small country that people despise and say it's Spain. So seeing someone saying that one of their favourite countries is Portugal makes me happy.

"What do you like the most in Portugal?" I ask.

"You know, Lisbon is a beautiful city. The architecture is amazing and the streets are different. The downtown and Chiado are no doubt my favourites places in Lisbon. But what I liked the most was a girl called Elizabeth." He says with a chuckle on the end of the sentence. Obviously that the girl called Elizabeth is me. Let's play a little.

"Tell me about that girl." I say before taking a spin of my wine seductively.

"She's the most badass girl I've ever met. She can drive a guy crazy. Her seductive grin along with her teases can make a guy blush like a tomato. Her eyes are like a painting that I'd buy to put in my living room so I could look at them every time I wanted to. She's mysterious, you can't never be sure about what she's thinking. She's unreadable. She's beautiful, gorgeous, she's a God's masterpiece. And I love every bit of her." He looks like an art fanatic nerd talking about a Michaelangelo or a DaVinci painting.

"She looks like a nice girl." That's all I could say and he lands his hand on top of mine.

"Elizabeth, I like you very much. I really like you. I like you more than just friends and some fucks. I want more than occasional sex. I want to be more. You know how long I've waited to kiss you? An year and two mouths. I've liked you since the first time I laid my eyes on you on that store with a Guns N' Roses record under your arm. You know why I wanted to leave the store so quickly with Slash just with half of his shops done? Because I wanted an excuse to come back to see you again. When I asked you to go out with us I was nervous as fuck. That night, I spent it all nervous because I was around you. When I offered you to come to LA, it broke my heart when you said no. When I entered in your house, I knew something was wrong with you-" That's when I tried to cut him off.
"William..." But he continues.