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We Were Two Chapter 19 |
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“That’s it!”, Sara said and sounded very irritated. “You can’t keep changing channels on the TV or on the radio just cos Westlife are on! Has it ever occured to you that I might wanna hear them?” Shocked I looked at her and when I saw her face expression I quickly turned the TV back to MTV. I know from experience that it’s not a good idea to upset Sara more than necessary… I looked at the TV… no erase that… I stared at the TV where Westlife were just being interviewed on ‘MTV News’. This was the first time I’d actually seen Bryan and the others, properly, since that day I left Australia. I had talked to Kian on the phone quite a few times, though, but that was it. “You totally love him…” “What? What did you just say?”, I said and tore my eyes away from the TV to look at my friend. “Oh c’mon, it’s so obvious. It wouldn’t have been more obvious if it was written on your forehead!” I thought a few seconds about what she said and was about to say something when she continued, “And look at Bryan”, she pointed towards the TV, “have you ever seen him this quiet? The guy looks completely lost… and you know, you are the only one who can help him find the right way again…” I didn’t answer, I got up from the floor where we were sitting and looked out the window. It was a beautiful autumn afternoon and the leaves on the trees were shifting in red and yellow. ‘Wonder what it’s like in Dublin at the moment?’, I thought to myself… or at least so I thought. “See, you’re even talking about Dublin!”, Sara said and got up next to me. Yeah, I was, actually I’d thought a lot about Dublin lately. “But why?” “Jeez, do I need to spell it out for you? You and Bryan have this special bond and you belong together!” I felt something on my right arm and saw that Sara was poking me with the receiver. “Call him, Helle”, she said in a low voice, “just… call him… I can’t stand seeing you like this. Don’t you see? This whole thing is tearing you apart.” She wiped a tear away from my face and gave me the receiver. I smiled at her and started dialling the number. “That’s a Swedish number… Who are you calling, Helle?” I smiled at her again, “You’ll see Sara… just wait and see…” |
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Chapter 20 |