Chapter Three

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As Taron left the toilette he decided to check if Richard was okay. During he was busy the last few minutes he thought about what happened before Elton appeared. He wasn't sure how to handle the whole situation and if this would change their friendship in any way. Taron crossed the hallways.

 As he went around the corner he heard Elton call his name. "Not again.." he thought and sighed. Their last meeting has already been embarrassing enough for him. "Taron, darling come over!" he sung out. Taron did as he was told. "What was that earlier?" "I'm not quiet sure...We just wanted to practice but then... it kinda escalated."  Taron avoided looking into Eltons face and suddenly his fingertips seemed to be really interesting. 

"I know you, Taron. I haven't been different back in the days but please do me a favor and stop playing with Richard. He's such a lovely man and if he says he's straight accept it. Don't make him feel uncomfortable."Eltons expression has been serious. "I got it, mum." Taron looked at the floor and nodded slowly. 

"Alright, honey." Elton took a deep breath and started to smile. "That's all I wanted to say. Now you should look after poor Richard. He must be very confused."

Taron turned around and continued his walk to the one who was just called. He searched him for a while because Richard seemed to be nowhere. As Taron already worried that he could be gone, he finally found him in the hair&make-up area. Lizzie Georgiou, the stylist, was busy fitting one of Richards dark curls in the perfect shape. It seems like nothing did happened. "Hey Richie, could we talk for a minute?  Alone?" Taron said out of breath. 
Richard raised an eyebrow and his voice sounded a little bit intense during he answered. "Talk about what? I don't see a reason for talking, Taron." 

His reaction felt like a stab in Tarons heart. There aren't a lot of situations in his life where Taron was speechless but this was truly one of them. After a short moment  of silence, his mind started to work again. "But-..." He began but Richards words stopped him quickly. "Just leave me alone, please. I need some time to get ready for filming later." 

Taron noticed that it wouldn't make sense to keep the conversation going. So he just flipped over quietly and let his shoulders hang down. He was about to leave the room. Maybe it was better if he also start preparing his next scenes as Elton John. He nearly reached the hallway as he heard Richards voice again. "Taron, wait!" 

Taron faced Richard, who seemed to be as surprised by his exclamation as the younger one. "I'm sorry for pushing you earlier. I didn't mean to hurt you. Hope you're alright, mate." Those words were scarcely audible. 
"It's okay. I'm fine." Taron replied and left the room still confused. 

He definitely had no clue how to survive the next scene without making it awkward. 


-Authors Note-

We're back bitches. Hope you missed us.


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