We had such a great interview on Recovery with Dylan Lewis yesterday. He's always funny and cool with us. I got kinda jealous when a girl in the public shouted she liked Ben's hair, I spend so much time looking at his hair and loving it, I almost forget I have no right over it. At least I did had a little consideration and sat next to Chris instead of Ben. My awkward love gestures comes at the most unthinkable times. Btw, Chris didn't stop rubbing and leaning his elbow against mine during the whole interview. It was kinda weird, but maybe he was just nervous. He's very shy sometimes, although he answered several times and smiled almost all the time. Maybe it's just my head playing with me.

"Hey princess, what you're up to?" I said to Ben. I just got into his room, and he was writing on a piece of paper.

"Hey...no...nothing...I was...just...whatcha doing, mate?" he answered, hiding the piece of paper under a notebook.

"Are you writing some lyrics? That would be interesting Benny" I sat next to him, he looked ashamed of having been discovered writing that.

"Um...yeah...maybe" He replied, face turning lightly reddish. He looked at me deeply, I hesitated.

"I just...I wanted to...to ask you..." I looked down at my feet, digging a hole in one of my sleeves. Jitters showing hard. My heart was pounding so loud that I was afraid Ben would actually listened to it. "Would you like to come to the movies with me? Alien is playing, I thought...we can go together" I asked him, looking up. My heart, beating hard as Ben's bass drum a second ago, was now skipping beats. My palms were sweating, and I looked at him kinda desperately for an answer.

"Sure, I would love to, Dan" Ben answered. I felt like something heavy detached in my brain and fell quicky into my stomach. The noose in my throat loosened. There was something in his tone when he pronounced my name, something that lit a whole world inside me.

"Ok...so...great...yeah...Great" I said, nervous as if I were talking to my ultimate crush. Thing is, I was talking to my ultimate crush.

We arranged to meet at the entrance of the hotel in 15, so I went to my room and starting walking like a madman, smiling and excited. He accepted, he accepted to go out with me, we, both, together, we, him and me alone, and those thoughts filled every corner of my mind. I was thrilled, savoring my sweet victory, when I heard a knock on my door. I opened, and there was Chris.

"Hey, mate. How are you?" he said to me as we walked into the room and sat on the armchair.

"I'm great mate, what's up?" I looked up at him and noticed he was twitching his leg, as he always did when he was really nervous.

"Nothing, um...I want to ask you, um...would you like to go out, you know...um...to have a drink or something with me?" I felt myself frozen by his proposal. I'm sure wasn't expecting that. We are used to go out for drinks, but Ben would always come with us.

"I would really like to mate, but...I...Well, I'm going with Ben to the movies, we set it up earlier, you know..." I hesitated. Chris was turning red, in fact, a vein on his forehead started twitching dangerously. "Maybe you wanna come with us?" I said, looking at him carefully. His expression had changed so fast.

"Ben...movies...ok. Um...no, maybe we can catch up tomorrow with that, if that's ok" he replied almost expressionless, except for the twitching vein on his forehead. He couldn't look up at me, and he talked to me looking at the carpet on the floor.

"Tomorrow, yes, that would be great. I really need a beer, you know" I said to him. I felt kinda bad for him and the uneasy situation. It seemed like he was really looking forward to have a drink with me. Maybe he needed to talk about something important. "Is everything ok, mate?" I answered, placing my hand on his shoulder. He instantaneously looked at me and his expression softened.

"Um yes, everything is fine. We'll go for those drinks tomorrow then." he got up and walked towards the door, stopping for a moment to look at me. Seemed like he wanted to smile at me, but only a shadow of a smile crossed his face before dissappering behind the closed door.