-Come on Joe, it will do you good! You can't spend your life whining about Karla mate, she left you months ago.- So, my best friend, Phil Collen, did everything possible to convince me to go out, 3 months ago my now Ex-fiancée Karla had left me for a fucking pilot. Phil always said that going out to a bar would be the solution to my feeling of emptiness, meeting people, trying new things... I never listened to him until that night.
-Where the hell are you planning to take me, huh?- I looked at him from the sofa, and Phil smiled enormously at having achieved his goal of getting me out.
-Shhh, just make yourself handsome and take care of looking good, I'll take care of the rest -and with the latter said, Phil fled to his room running to do who knows what.

I looked at myself in the mirror, I had dark circles under my eyes, greasy hair because I hadn't had a shower for days, I sniffed my own clothes -FUCKING HELL- I embarrassed myself, a skunk next to me would have smelled like roses.
I said goodbye to my dark circles and the shit in my hair, the mark my ass had made on the sofa, and I got into the shower, when I got out, both the dark circles and the dirt and the stench of death had disappeared.
-Mother of God, this house breathes joy again -Phil made me laugh a little and planted a pile of clothes in my hand. -Put it on, you'll like it.
-Don't you see it too... Colorful?
-in the place where we go people are dressed like that, huh, what did I tell you, obey and shut up. -I closed my mouth like a zipper and obeyed, I put on those jeans that Phil gave me and I looked at the shirt, it was Red, many shades of red in fact, I didn't button it completely, maybe it was a little too small for me but it wasn't like I had a choice, Phil had me under threat.
-But it looks great on you! How can you be so fucking grumpy? I laughed and went to the mirror, fixing my recently dyed hair a bit again.
-Well, are we leaving or are you going to continue giving me the bullshit? -I put on my earrings
-Sure, go to the car, I'll drive.
It didn't take us more than ten minutes to get there, as soon as I saw the place, I realized that it was not a good idea.
-Fuck Phil. I told you I wanted to go out and meet people but I meant women WOMEN PHIL. -we were right in front of the best-known gay pub in the UK.
-And I told you that you needed to try new things. For God's sake Joe, don't be a caveman to me, if you've never tried it how do you know you don't like it?
A little argument later, I decided to go in, even if I was just going to drink a little. It wasn't much different from a normal bar, except for the fact that there were hardly any women, and the men wore makeup and tight clothing.
It turns out that I was quite successful, boys and more boys kept coming up to ask for my phone, buy me drinks or chat with me. I felt quite better actually.
-Maybe you're right...
-Of course he does, Phil always knows what he's talking about -A blond boy much taller than Phil greeted me. I deduced that it was his partner, he used to talk to me about this Steve almost continuously.
They both tried to convince me that I should try, maybe I could find in a man what I had never found in a woman.
Finally, when Phil and Steve went out dancing together, I decided to listen and find someone to chat with. Just then I saw him...
He was a short boy, he had very light skin and all of it adorned with all kinds of rhinestones and glitter, he wore a multicolored top that dropped off his shoulders without any concern, and matching pants. He was dancing happily with another boy a little shorter than him. I couldn't tell the color of his curls well but I couldn't stop looking at them, then I met his gaze... His blue eyes bored into mine, sparkling like diamonds. He wore dark eyeliner out of the corner of his eye and it still didn't make him look any less masculine. He was also wearing something reddish on his lips and was looking at me as if he was examining me the same way I was examining him. We kept eye contact for a long time, I couldn't help it, at that moment it didn't even cross my mind that this situation was happening to me with a man, and in a lively bar, maybe if I had thought about it I'd never I would have dared to approach him.
-Hello... -He looked at me and I swallowed nervously, and tried to follow the same pattern as the guys who had entered me before- Would you let me buy you a drink...?
He smiled at me and after looking me up and down he nodded.
-Of course! Come on... What do you say your name is...?
-Joseph, Joe Elliott...
-Joe... It's nice... I'm Sav... Rick Savage actually but so you don't confuse me with my friend, just Sav -he smiled and we both ordered something to drink. He and I talked for a long time, he told me that he worked in the pub, but that his true passions were soccer and music. Not only was he a very interesting boy but at no time was I able to separate my eyes from his, he was extremely cute, and apparently not only did I believe it because the whole time we were chatting, Sav was rejecting requests from others Boys.
-it's impossible to be calm in here -he laughed- what do you think if we go out for a while? Maybe there we can escape a bit from all the people...
We both got ready to leave, I noticed that Phil and Steve made me signs of encouragement with their fingers and in response I took the cut off Phil's sleeves, seeing how he laughed.
I was actually grateful to him for convincing me to go, I was having such a good time with Sav, so much so that we both ended up drunk wandering the street, laughing at anything pointless.
-Shit Joe... I'm very cold -he pouted and his little eyes shone with sadness, I hugged him.
-Let's go home Savvy, surely you're not cold there anymore... -and his lips collided with mine, I knew that Sav was completely drunk but I didn't care in the least because I was too, I enjoyed that kiss more than I enjoyed any of the kisses Karla gave me, or any other girl I had slept with. Sav's lips were soft, had a cherry flavor to them (I guess because of the lipstick), and moved to the same tune as mine. If I had been told that I was ever going to sleep with a man, obviously I would never have believed it, in fact I would have denied it by all means, but after meeting Rick Savage, and tasting his lips, I wanted to do everything with him. sleeping, not sleeping, waking up, drinking, whatever but with him.
Karla and her stupid pilot didn't cross my mind all night because I was busy with the beautiful boy in my bed.
The next day I didn't even noticed when I saw Sav resting next to me, I just dedicated myself to gently caress his beautiful and tangled hair with one hand, and his clear, naked back with the other, it was from another world... I looked at all of his body, his face... Every time I saw him it was like discovering his beauty all over again, like meeting him again.
His blue orbs opened wearily and he smiled at me.
-Good morning... Give me a few minutes to get dressed and I'll leave...
-Are you going to leave now...? Don't you feel like staying? We could chat a little more... -I definetly didn't want to let him go...

Sav and I started seeing each other almost daily, we became so close that he decided to move in with me. Every night we went to the same old bar and we remembered how thanks to my stubborn best friend, I, Joseph Thomas Elliott, had fallen deeply in love with Rick Savage, so deeply that today, 3 years after having exchanged glances in the bar, we are both leaving the Town Hall hand in hand, just after giving each other the “yes, I want.”

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-Izzy-

Está en inglés por que lo escribí originalmente en inglés, si alguien tiene algún interés en leerlo en español, yo lo traduzco :P