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Part 3

— Hurry up, Mike, it's almost 6pm, the concert is at 7pm, and you're not ready !

— Shut up, Billie... Mike answered me. I don't feel good, you gonna go alone with Frank and Adrienne... Sorry...

I entered in the room. He really looked like feeling bad. His pale skin was paler than usual.

— Oh... I... I see. Hum... Well, gonna go, don't wanna be late, y'know³ ?

— Yeah, sure, he replied. Have a nice evening.

His voice was sad. He hoped this concert since Adrienne told us about it, so missed it is a real disappointment.

— Gonna take my camera, so I'll film the concert for you, I said.

— Thanks. You're the best, Billie.

I smiled.

— I already know it, Mike...

***

— I'm so sad for Mike... I even don't wanna go to the concert without him... I mean : the Guns are his favorite band, so go see them without Mike is horrible...

— Stop feeling guilty, Addie... We won't deprive ourselves just 'cause Mike isn't here, I sighed.

— Billie, how do you dare ?! she got angry. He's your best friend !

— And probably his boyfriend. I'm not the only one thinking that Billie is bisexual and loves polygamy... Frank laughed.

I gave him a push on the shoulder. He was certainly right, for the fact that I was bisexual, but I was not polygam. The only one that I loved was Adrienne, nobody else.

— You're not funny at all, Frank, Adrienne mumbled.

— Hey, why are you angry ? It's the fucking Guns n' Roses' concert today ! Stop getting angry, and just... enjoy !

I turned over and saw a man behind me. He was taller than me, but it was hard to be smaller than the little Billie. His hair was dark blue, and his eyes were green. He was so handsome.

— Who are you ? Frank asked.

— Clark Flayt, he answered. I'm a compositor, a guitarist, and a great fan of this band.

His voice was beautiful.

A compositor.

I was fascinated by the persons who were able to write lyrics and compose a melody. When I was fourteen, I've tried to write a song about my father-in-law, but I never found it good.

I was also subjugated by his beauty.

This man made me unable to pronounce a correct word.

Was I in love ?

No, it was impossible. I already had Addie.

Then, what was this feeling ?!

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