when you say nothing at all... (boyxboy)

Chapter 12: about Napoleon and perfect pictures

Hi, 

Okay, so I now It has been a while. I'm a little bit ashamed but me and the lady drummer were just so busy and then we sort of forgot about it. But tatattaaaa  were back. We decided to work on it more individually. This is the new chapter. I must say I am not sure what I think about it. It's not my best, I'm sorry I think I just need some time to get into the story again. Anyway, I hope you like it.

Rolfie and the lady drummer...

Josh POV:

Okay, had I just thought the elevator was bad now I was experiencing something even worse. Me and Daniel were at the top of the Eiffel tower and let me tell you, for someone who is terribly scared of heights that’s not exactly the place to be. Daniel kept trying to get me to move and ‘come see the view’ but I didn’t dare to move a toe.

‘Come on Josh, it isn’t that bad, really. There is a fence all around it. You can’t fall down even if you wanted to’ Daniel said to me.

‘Yeah well what if we tilt over or something, hmm ever thought about that?’

Josh just laughed ‘We won’t Josh, that’s not possible. Just take my hand I will make sure you don’t fall okay’

I was surprised with Daniel. Apparently I needed to be scared to dead for him to open up, he just seemed so confided.  I don’t know what it was that made me do it but I reached out to grab Daniel’s hand. He smiled slightly and held my hand a little bit tighter before he slowly began pulling me closer to him.

‘Okay, now we are going to get just a little bit closer to the fence okay? So we can actually see something.’

Oh no no no  no  no no. I was not moving any closer. Daniel saw my face and chuckled again. Good thing that at least one of us thought this was funny.  Then his face turned serious again.

‘Josh, don’t you trust me’ he said softly

‘It’s not you I don’t trust it’s the freaking tower. Trust me, you are not to trust towers they are cruel and unpredictable. You might see one and actually think, that looks like a beautifull, nice tower, but the truth is it's not and as soon as you get on it, it will betray you and...’

Wait whowowowow I was moving. Why was I moving. It was only now that I realized that Daniel was slowly pulling me closer to the edge of the tower. That sneaky little bastard. I was now just far enough to be able to actually look down. Yay me! All that I saw was thick air and incredibly small buildings underneath me. Oh my god I was high. I was so high, I’ve never ever been so high.

I didn’t notice that I had started shaking until I heard Daniel’s worried voice.

‘Hey, hey it’s okay, okay? I got you, nothing is going to happen. It’s alright’

I knew that Daniel’s words were supposed to make me calm down but somehow they did the complete opposite. It was like one of those times where you’re really sad and you’ve been keeping it in for a long time, and then somebody ask “hey man, how are you’’ and you just start bawling your eyes out for no apparent reason. That’s exactly what I did. I started crying.

We must have been quite a sight. Imagine a eighteen year old boy crying like a baby on the Eiffel tower with another boy jumping around, panicking, desperately trying to calm him down. But in that moment I wasn’t in the least concerned what other people thought of me (honestly, when am I).

I was brought back into reality by two arms wrapping around me. Daniel was now hugging me from behind and if I weren’t so busy with completely losing it, that might have surprised me to dead. I never thought I would see the day that Daniel would hug me out of free will.

But he did, he held me in his arms and whispered sweet nothing in my ears like I had done to him not that long ago. Even more surprising was the fact that it really helped, I could feel myself slowly coming to my senses.

‘It’s okay Josh, nothing is going to happen. I’m sorry I dragged you out here, I shouldn’t have done that’ Daniel whispered in my ear.

‘I’m scared’ I whispered back, my voice still shaky from the very recent panic attack.  

‘there’s no need to be scared. It’s alright. Just look around, It’s beautiful. It’s not scary, it’s beautiful. Look, look over there’ he pointed somewhere in the distance ‘that’s the Notre Dame, you know the church from the movie. You know that movie?’

I did, I had seen that movie a million times, I loved it as a kid (okay fine, maybe I still watched it sometimes but only because my little sister loved it, that was all)

‘It was build ages ago’ Daniel continued ‘Just think about it, that building is older than anyone we know, even older than anyone our grandparents knew. It survived storms and wars and it’s still just there. It’s almost magical when you think  about it’.

It was it really was magical. I mean I never thought about it that way, but now that I did, I had to agree with Daniel.

‘Ow, and over there’ Daniel said, He turned slightly to the right and pointed at something much further away. I spotted a long white building. If you were to stand right before it. It’d probably be huge but from here it was miniature.

‘That’s L’Hôtel des Invalides’

God he sounded sexy speaking French.

‘It’s also very old, it’s were Napoleon is buried’

Wow Napoleon. I looked at the building again It looked so insignificant from over here. I Just couldn’t believe that Napoleon was in there. Well, his body at least.

‘Wow’ I breathed

‘I know right’ said Daniel. I could hear him smiling. ‘Like I said, it’s beautiful up here.’

And this time I actually believed him.

Daniel POV

I had to say I was pretty proud of myself. Not only had I overcome my fear of touching people to help Josh overcome his fear of heights, I had also managed to calm him down.

After I spent quite some time holding Josh and pointing at several buildings around us telling him all that I knew about them. Josh finally let me, let him go. He was now looking around and sometimes even taking a quick step forward to see it better. And while he was watching the view, I was watching him. I’d done that quite a lot over the last few days. There was just something about him that made me want to look at him all the time.

I started slowly lifting my camera. My mother always said I had a gift, like a sixth sense for good photographs. She said I saw something no one else saw. I, myself thought I saw exactly the same as the rest would see If only they were paying enough attention to their environment. Lots of people were too busy doing stuff to look around. Even the people here. They thought they were paying attention but they weren’t. They were just mindlessly waving their cameras around taking pictures of everything and anything, instead of waiting for the right moment and the right view to come around.

I did wait for the right view and right now my right view was Josh. He looked perfect. He was bathing in sunlight still looking slightly concerned but at ease at the same time. It was mind-blowing. I raised my camera looked, waited, looked, waited and  *click* , done.

I never took a second picture always just one.  After I took the picture I checked my watch. Oops, I guess we kind of forgot about the time. I walked up to Josh, who was standing just a few meters from me.

‘Let’s go back down, shall we?’ I said.

‘Well’ he said smiling ‘What a splendid idea.’