Pour que tu m'aimes encore...

PART 10...

Waking to sunlight streaming through the window, I stretched and smiled. Seb was laying on his front with his right arm draped over the edge of the bed. I could hear him deep breathing and giggled. Obviously a little too much to drink at the after party.

Deciding to let him sleep some more, I showered and went down for breakfast, meeting David in the restaurant.

"you couldn't sleep either?", David spoke, tucking into the biggest cooked breakfast I think I had ever seen. "I think i'm going to hit the gym. would you care to join me?".

"I think I might just do that", I replied managing to eat some toast and guzzle down three glasses of orange juice. "How about I meet you there in an hour?. I need to feed sleeping beauty first".

David laughed as I finished in record time and left to take breakfast back to Seb.

Entering the room, Seb was still snoring gently and climbing onto the bed, I started to massage his back, earning some pleasant moans along the way.

"Now that's a nice way to be woken up", Seb groaned. "I wish my head was ok though".

"A little too much to drink last night", I laughed before turning him over and straddling his waist and leaning down to kiss him gently on the lips.

"Breakfast is served", I spoke, pointing to the table. "I bumped into David in the restaurant and were going to hit the gym. I said I would meet him in an hour. Give you a chance to get up and shower".

"MMM!!!. A whole hour", Seb laughed. "How about I skip breakfast and I, how do you say, give you a workout?".

"You're insatiable", I replied "but I like it very much". Needless to say that I was late to the gym and David was doubled over as I burst through the door, trying to make my excuses and failing miserably.

Piling into the bus, we set about travelling to the next location on the UK part of the tour which was Edinburgh. The journey wasn't long. About two hours before reaching the next hotel. This was where my good organising skills were coming to fruition and I was hoping for no complaints.

Lunch was taken leisurely before heading over to the arena where the stage was being finished. An hour later and they took the stage and I took the time to check out social media and to get the reviews from the first night.

I had nothing to worry about. They were great and feeling rather pleased with myself, I e-mailed them over to Simon, hoping for a good response.

Needless to say that the show went amazingly well again that evening, with plenty of women screaming and throwing stuffed toys and roses at the stage. The guys were singing on point and I was loving the show. It just seemed daunting how many shows were left to go and how busy I was.

With another show completed, everyone piled back to the hotel. David said he was going to hit the gym to calm himself down and Urs decided to follow. Carlos decided to relax in the hotel bar and Seb and myself made our way up to the room with me going for a much needed shower.

I could hear Seb's mobile ringing and him start to talk with someone. Curiosity got the best of me and I couldn't help but hear the conversation start to get a little heated. I knew I shouldn't eaves drop but the volume meant that I couldn't really help it. Seb was shouting in French and my mind was doing overtime, trying to translate the conversation into English as well as keep up with it.

"You know what you did...you have got to be kidding me...after everything that has happened...look, I don't really care what you want anymore...it was you who threw four years down the drain, not me...I don't care what happened with him...I have a life now and nothing you can do is going to change that...you need to get on with yours and leave me alone...there's nothing more to say...goodbye", and with that Seb hung up his mobile and I emerged from the bathroom.