Short Stories : The Attachment Partner (Chapter 5)

Short Stories : The Attachment Partner (Chapter 5)

CHAPTER 5

When they arrived in the dining room, they saw Sabine waving violently so that they could spot her too.

You could call it dinner like lunch. Since it was early evening, things were calmer than Birgid had expected. Now maybe it was also because you hardly saw Gillian. Someone should have walked past them to discover him and the people who came here actually wanted to eat rather than sign autographs, so the three of them could enjoy their food in peace.

When they were finished, Birgid asked: "What do you think of a little dance? I would really like to. ”

"Yes, why not, but then I have to freshen up first," said Sabine.

"What do we do now while Bee is getting ready? I know from experience that it takes time. What do you think of it when we go up to my suite and have a drink, only for two? ”She asked Gillian with a half seductive and half shy look. As if she herself didn't know exactly what she wanted or how far to go.

After a short dispute about who should pay the bill, the two disappeared into their suite.

When Gillian looked at her he found her very pretty. You really didn't see that she was ten years older than he was. Maybe it was also because she didn't put on as much makeup and was wearing a simple long haircut. She just looked natural and not as puffy as most women and girls he usually met. Somehow it was very different. Still in his mind, he heard her ask: "What do you want to drink? The bar seems to be well stocked. "

"Please give me a cognac." She herself took a wisky with orange juice. "What are you doing when you don't go to concerts?" He tried to find out something about her. Because when he thought about it he knew nothing about her. Unlike other women, she said almost nothing about herself.

“I usually take care of the housekeeping for Gerd and my daughter Ivon and also try my hand as a webmaster. I also make a living from it. It's not that much yet, but it takes time to get offers that are worthwhile.

I also deal with Ivon and my dog ​​as much as possible. "

"Yes, I can still remember him well, he looked on the street as if he wanted to tear me apart if I got too close to you," he said, and in his mind he saw the furiously growling and gnashing dog in front of him.

"That could easily have happened. But believe me, if you got closer he would have received another order and after that he is very peaceful. He is there to take care of me and the little one. That doesn't work if he greets everyone wagging his tail. ”As she told him this, she kept stroking the long dark blonde hair from her face.

"And what is there to tell about you?" She asked him. Nothing makes it easier to have to tell about yourself.

"Come to me and I'll tell you something about me," he said, and showed next to him, "You walk around like a startled chicken.

I grew up here in the States. Have three siblings, Jamie the oldest of us. Then my sister Sarah and my younger brother Julian. I haven't lived at home for about 5 years. I don't have a steady relationship if you care.

How old is your daughter? "

“Ivon turned six in May and to answer your next question beforehand. Gerd is not her father. I got to know him, or rather I met him when I was pregnant. ”After looking at the clock, she explained that I had to call Ivon, otherwise Gerd's parents would not get her to bed. She is so used to it. When I'm gone I call at least once a day. Snuggled up close to him, she phoned her daughter.

He thought it was wonderful to hold her like that. He would rather not let go of her.

If only the other person weren't there. He still had to talk to her about that. Because she felt the same for him as he felt for her. He knew that and he noticed it very clearly, but now was simply not the right time for it.

The evening had been wonderful. They had just danced and talked most of the time. Now they were on the way to their room. Would he spend the night with her or, as so often, alone? What use were all the fans if there was none who really wanted him and not just the star. He didn't want a woman for just a night or two. Although sometimes that was pretty nice too.

But what he really wanted was a girlfriend. Something for a lifetime. He felt that she was the right one for him. Only she already had a boyfriend. Fortunately, she wasn't married. With her he didn't feel like an object to show off. She seemed to be very different from his last friends, who seemed to have used him more as a springboard for their careers, and now it had been nice with them. Somehow something was missing.

"If you want, come to me. I think we both know what's going on or you don't feel like it. "She said to him in front of her room." I would be very happy. I also need you and I love you, more as it may be good for me. ”Suddenly she somehow lost the ground under her feet and found herself in his arms. As she found out he was on the right way to bed.

Laughing and clearly enjoying it, she asked him: "You are not tired, are you?"

"I would prefer not to let you go anymore." She heard him say, with a look in the madness there was a lot of sadness. "Especially when I think that I have to bring you back to Germany the day after tomorrow."

"What would you say if I come back as soon as I have spoken to Gerd? The way things can stand at the moment and I don't want to live with him anymore. I wouldn't do Gerd or myself a favor with that! ”But she didn't look particularly enthusiastic. She was already queasy just thinking about this pronunciation. But she couldn't pretend nothing had happened. She had fallen in love with him, as the saying goes, and Gerd had a right to the truth even if he didn't like it.

“But if I do I bring Ivon and Toby with me. Fortunately, I don't need to change my job, because I can just take my computer with me. I just have to look for an apartment. What do you think? "When he looked at her in astonishment he noticed that she was completely serious and looked at him expectantly.

"It's a great idea. You don't need to look for an apartment. My house is big enough for all of us, ”he said as he slowly began to undress her.

"Hello, my friend, who said anything about moving out? And we still have to talk about the subject of the apartment? ”Came a weak protest from her while she visibly enjoyed his touch.

"But not now, right," he said only.

What was that noise she heard all the time? She was actually still tired and didn't want to wake up. But the knock just didn't stop.

"Stop, I'm coming, always calm!" She growled. When she wanted to get up she noticed that she wasn't alone. Suddenly the memory of last night was back.

It was so nice. To fall asleep to things nestled against his chest.

"Who wants something from you now?" She heard Gilian ask next to her. At the same time she notices how he turned to hold her. As she released herself from his arms she said:

"If you go on sleeping, see what is going on there" and went to the door.

"Bee? What do you want here so early? ”She asked her friend, puzzled.

"Why early, we were arranged for half past eight, forgotten?" Sabine asked her. Wide awake and fit.

Biggi who really wasn't quite awake yet and looked more like she'd rather get out of bed again. Especially when she knew Gillian was waiting for her there. Looked at her a little confused. But since it made a difference to her, she had promised Bee that they would go for a stroll this morning.

Because she had no idea that this would develop with Gillian.

"You know what." She said to Sabine. "Order us a strong coffee to wake up in the coffee. At least for me. I'm getting ready then I'll come. "

"What a shit, I had completely forgotten that" with these words she appeared again in the bedroom.

"What did you forget?" Gilian asked her, pointing to the empty space in the bed next to her.

"I had agreed with bee that we would go shopping a little bit this morning. If I'm honest, I don't really feel like it. Could imagine something better ”the look with which she looked at him said more than a thousand words.

"But it doesn't help as you say so well, promised is promised," she said and disappeared into the bathroom with a shrug.

Without her noticing he had come after her and put his arms around her, you almost had the feeling that he would like to let go of her.

“Ooh, Gillian, if you hold me so tight I'll never be able to finish. I want to be back on time for your rehearsal, ”she said. But thought hold me tight, so firm that I can't go away. I'm supposed to fly home tomorrow. How am I supposed to do that?

If I just think about it, I already miss him. Better not think about it, otherwise I will go crazy. How can you fall in love in such a short time?

"I promise to be at the rehearsal at 12 p.m. and then I won't be leaving without you today? What do you make of it? But now I have to go! Bye! I love you don't forget that. ”She said as she freed herself from his arms.

"Come on. Otherwise it's your fault if everything goes wrong again. "

"Gillian don't look at me like that, I'm on time. But why am I responsible if everything goes wrong with you on the pobe? I'm on stage?" She asked, shaking his head.

But went without waiting for an answer.

After she had disappeared, he looked at the clock and found that he could still sleep a bit and then had to get ready.

What the hell she was gone again. Should someone say again that he has no time for friends. Biggi seemed worse than he was.

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