ʟᴀ ᴛʀɪᴩ // 𝐠𝐧𝐫

15 - Starry Night Over the Rhone

"Saul!"

"Effy!"

"Slash?"

"Nikki?"

"Wait, you guys know each other?" I ask confused, looking at both of them.

"Slash and I are good pals." Nikki explains, punching Saul's arm playfully.

"Oh." I exclaim. "Good."

"Wait." Nikki says. "So, Effy, you're living with Guns N’ Roses for a month? How are you not insane yet? I went with them on tour for two months and I went crazy."

"This is just the second night." I laugh.

"We are not that bad." Saul says, trying to sound offended but laughs at the end.

"No, of course not. You didn't set three cars on fire, you didn't cause a riot in the bar and went expelled of another one because you looked like drunk maniacs screaming." Nikki starts listing episodes of Guns and I start laughing hard. "No, you didn't do such things." He says, sarcastically.

"You're wild." I comment.

"And you didn't even see me in bed." He winks and takes a seat by the bar beside me.

"Perv" I scoff.

"But you like." He teases.

"Let's drink or what?" Nikki asks, breaking my moment with Saul.

"Let's drink!" I exclaim, lifting my arms.

***

Why the hell can't I move? I feel like there’s something really heavy over me. My head doesn't hurt that much, what I appreciate, but something is fucking killing my back.

I slowly open my eyes and all I see is a white wall. Wow, that helps a lot. Lovely.

I remember nothing about what happened last night, nothing that I'm worried about, I just wanna know where the fuck I am.

I try to move and I hear someone groaning above me. I move again and it groans louder. Saul.

"SAUL GET OFF OF ME!" I scream, making him jump and fall on the floor.

"Outch" I hear him complaining.
I turn around, lying on my back and I look around. I'm in Saul's room, good. I look down and I'm full dressed, also good.

"I need a shower." I groan.

"Same here." Saul says, still lied on his stomach on the floor and sits up, resting his chin on the edge of the bed. "We should take a bath and go have breakfast somewhere." He proposes.

"Is it even still time for breakfast?" I ask, lying on my side and looking at him.

"If it's not, we pretend that it is." He shrugs.

"Hummm ok." I accept. "I'm the first one taking the shower!" I say, jumping out of the bed and running through the bathroom, but before I could get in and lock the door, I feel Saul’s hands landing on my waist and pulling me against him.

"And what about we shower together?" He whispers in my ear, teasing.

"And what about no?" I say and he spins me around to face me.

"Oh, c'mon Eff. It would be so fun." He says, getting closer and closing the gap between us, always with his hands on my waist.

"It would. I'm going to think about it." I say, sliding down and up my index finger of my right hand through his left arm.

"Is that a yes?" He asks, full of hopes.

"No, it's an I'll tell you later. Now let me go." He sighs and does as I said. I step inside the bathroom, closing the door and I start stripping off the clothes from last night. I open the shower curtain and turn on the tap. When the water reaches the perfect temperature, I step inside.