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Episode 5

James' journal August312022g.mp3

"R U mine?", Arctic Monkeys

Ahmed helped me a lot at the time. I was over him, but I still had affection for him. The man is so nice and caring. A conversation with him always felt like a safe place.

So we were friends. Just friends. But Amaury noticed we got closer and he was jealous. He tried to hide it, but I could see it.

He knew how I felt about him, though. I had been pretty clear about that, so it was up to him. Technically.

He tried. He talked to me more. He spent time with me. But that was it. And at some point, I couldn't wait any longer.

So one night, at The Pearl, well, I took our story into my own hands, so to speak.

I hadn't really planned for this to happen. I was singing on stage when I saw him, seated at his favorite booth, looking so attractive, with this freakin' out of this world charisma, and, what can I say, I just went with the flow, you know.

I sang like a bloody rock star in a stadium. I laid down on stage, half-naked with my hand in my hair, performing like never before. I even went in the middle of the audience and played guitar, surrounded by girls and boys who put their hands on my bare chest every chance they got.

I drowned in the crowd, but I always had him in sight. He was watching me, and I was playing for him.

At the end of the song, I gave the guitar to the first person I saw and went through the crowd directly to Amaury. I said: "I'm going to kiss you." He looked shocked for half a second, but then he smiled.

I took his head in my hands, sat on his lap, and kissed him. And he kissed me back. He did.

And that's how you do it. That's how we got together. Nice story, right?

After that, I think it took us four days to move in together. Well, to decide it at least, because, of course, we had to look for an apartment to buy together and I'm not exactly the administrative type.

We found a gigantic penthouse where all my clothes and music, and Amaury's books and antique collections could fit.

We've been living together there since then. Anyway, what can I say, I love him. He's a complex guy, for sure. But who isn't?

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