A Life Less Ordinary

Part 2 - Things change....

The next time we met was completely different. It was the end of November and I was hired for their promo tour. The four guys were enjoying their last months together but the moment I saw Mark I knew something was very wrong. He was shyer than usual and the smile that I loved so much wouldn't reach his eyes anymore. He stayed for himself and nobody had a clue why. He did his job very professional and was very polite but that was not the Mark I met a few weeks before.

It was our Christmas break when things got clearer. His post on Twitter couldn't be misunderstood. When we saw him a few days later he still seemed very upset though he tried not to be. But everybody understood now and nobody wanted to badger him. So all I did was trying to comfort him and getting him everything he wanted.

The more time passed the more he relaxed, but he still seemed very lost, you could see it in his eyes when he thought nobody would watch.

Nobody realized that I was a bit obsessed with him and everybody seemed to be satisfied with my work so I was hired for their final Greatest Hits Tour that led us to Asia in February.

The tour went well and everybody (even Mark) had a good time. It was after the last show in China when I checked on the guys at the hotel if I could bring them something when I heard Mark arguying with someone on the phone. I still talked to Nicky so I didn't heard what he said. When I came to him he was somewhere between hitting something and crying. I just looked at him and because he wasn't moving I hugged him to comfort him. (Did I ever metion that he smelled soooo good???) He hugged me back and we stayed that way until he could breath normally. Are you in the mood for drinking with me? He asked after a while. Everything you want, Sweetheart! I thought and nodded.

So we went to the hotelbar where we downed some drinks. And finally he told me everything. No wonder he is so upset, poor Mark! I thought after he finished. Next drink? I asked and ordered the next round. An hour later we were pretty drunk and he apologized for being so down the last months and he said that he always enjoyed my company though he wasn't in the mood for being funny and charming. And so he asked if I would like to go dancing with him. I just smiled and agreed. I just wanted to see him smile again. So we took a taxi to the next club and I remember some more drinks and some close dances with him.

The next morning when my mobile alarm went on I wondered where I was. I opened my eyes and the first thing I noticed was him.... and his arm and leg on me.... and him being naked.... and me too..... Ohhhhhh.... I whispered. The answer was a painful moaning. His beautiful eyes opened, staring at me. Good morning.... was all I could say. I heard his brain working, searching for some kind words to say. But no word reached his lips. So I just got up searching for my clothes. Mark.... I..... I began to say while dressing myself. ... ehm.... I don't remember anything.... why can't we just pretend that nothing happened? I asked him. He thought about it and nodded finally. Sarah... I.... actually do like you and.... and I don't want to loose your friendship. He said. Don't worry. I answered thought my silly heart was breaking. We're still friends.... I murmured and I left his room. Fortunately all that was left for now was our flight home to Dublin.