One In A Million

Chapter 21

24/09/2014

After Marco had paid the tickets, we went to sat at this little waiting lounge, as the seats theatre we were supposed to watch our movie was only opened twenty minutes before the movie starts. Sin City 2 was one of those highly anticipated movie. And of course I have been a big fan of the first one, so had to watch the sequel. Although that the movie has been stabbed and dragged in a flow of negative comments, I didn't pay attention to them, I just wanted to see it and the amazing Joseph Gordon Levitt. I heard it was very noir-sexual, exploiting the sensuality of the woman to the extreme, all of that mixed up with dirt crime.

Marco also said that he would to see it, so curious to see Eva Green nipples or Jessica Alba performing her strip on the counting bar. Was I jealous, not at all. He had his girls crush and I had mine, and we had both agreed to respect that. Our movie plan has been scheduled since two weeks already, a week before its official coming out on screens here in Germany, that was on September 20. But with a lack of time, Marco's treatment, my odd hours at work, we couldn't made it earlier. While planing it, Marco had asked his brothers Marcel and Robin to come with us, and despite my "tensed" relation with this one, I didn't see any problem to his presence. If only Robin was there, maybe the ambiance would been a little funnier, this one couldn't come suffering from a fever and sore throat. Marco said that if I want I could have ask to Julia, Kay to join us. Kaylee was back in Berlin, and Julia had a night shift at the children hospital, I was missing my girls so much. These two unavailable, I texted Cathy, asking if she was keen for a movie, sadly, she had caught a cold as well, and was unable to step her feet out of her bed, and that Mats had to do everything. But she promised as soon she would feel better she would come at the shop to have a eye at the products we were selling and maybe one day we should have a lunch. Seemed that everybody were suffering from the flu. But I knew I wouldn't be just alone with Marco and Marcel, because Lisa and Roman were invited by Marco as well. From what he told me, he had invited more of his friends from the team and all turned down the invitation, claiming they weren't interested to see that movie.

Marco and I were sitting next to each other, his right hand holding my left hand, while he was busy with his phone, as usual with his Iphone. I never saw Marco without his phone, it was such a sacred object to him. He would always have a look at his Instagram, facebook, twitter, reading the comments the fans left on his pictures. A lot thought that he wasn't paying attention to that but actually he really did care and loved his "real" fans so much, especially after the support he had from them after that second injury. The only thing that he couldn't bear were that "Girly Excessive Fangirling" going on around him. I had the proof of whT the boy had to endure, when he shown me what the girls wanted from him, and it was pretty shocking. Some were just hysterical, and that could sometimes irritate Marco. When I was laughing at the confessions blogs on Tumblr because of the things written like OMG I want to be fucked by Marco" He would starred at me with an his annoyed childish face and pout, would be angry for bout twenty minutes, then I would kiss him, a way to apologize next to him. And only with that kiss, his cute crooked smile would appear again. This little boy was a rad one.

While Marco was so focused on his phone screen, I looked around me, and other people were gathered in the waiting space with us. Mostly were teenagers, and some couples as well. A lot among them had their sights towards us, well mainly on Marco, the star of Dortmund. Their eyes on us made me feel so stressed in a sudden, as some were snapping photos with their phones, and I didn't want to be seen with Marco holding my hand. I felt so uncomfortable, so in a rush and quick hand movement I detached mine from his, my hands already shaking of nervousness, I grabbed my phone and read the text messages that my sister send me earlier, without even daring to look at Marco.

"Heyyyy what's wrong baby." Marco asked me, but I continued to read the text messages.

"Your friends are there, taking pics of you, or us with their phones, and you were holding my hand, Marco I don't want..." I said, turning my face at Marco, who was just smiling. Suddenly, he took my hand and kissed me on my cheek, making me to feel worse and anxious. I looked at the people all around us, that were whispering to each other, certainly after what Marco did.