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Lennon Lewis doesn't feel quite alright. He is slowly but surely reaching for the stars with his rock band and is adored by everyone who meets him. He should be happy. But he's either too high or too low. The sweet relief is only tempora...
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Nobody says a word, and neither does William. Everybody just stares at each other with empty gazes that don't really say anything. After a minute, Nate coughs nervously and William is not brought back to reality until he hears the door shut. They left and he is grateful.
But soon William realises he is not alone and the person who he sees standing in front of him is Jorja. William can still feel the presence of the person he least expected to see when he walked into this room just a few minutes before. His eyes, they aren't the same bright, hypnotizing and warm blue green he remembers, they are dark, sad, bewildered. And he knows that the reason Jorja stayed is to talk about what those eyes mean.
"Listen, William. You're alright. I don't know you very well but that much that I know, I can tell that you are smart, nice enough bloke. But you and I are not friends. Lennon is. He is more than a friend to me, he is a brother, a family. More important than that is that I am his family, Sam and Nathan too, the only family he knows, he has. Everyone else that he had in life is gone and that's why I won't let you hurt him."
"Jorja, what are you..." William listens to her cold but shaky voice, and feels a bit dizzy but she doesn't stop talking.
"I'm not finished. You will talk to our managers and tell them that this can't work. This contract, and believe me I know that this is probably very dumb of me, and it will most likely damage our career, but it can't happen if Lennon wants to keep a little bit of his sanity. He barely made it to this meeting, I can only imagine what would happen in the future if you two have to work together."
"I don't understand. Why? What would happen?"
"Oh wow. Ok." She laughs, dark and bitter. "I see that you really didn't care about him after all, I mean I saw the headlines and your pretty perfect life that you have going on right now, it's cool, it's all cool William. You were probably just having a little harmless fun, before settling down, and yeah I guess you thought who better to have fun with than Lennon Lewis - the king of fun and games himself, but you took it too far. And I don't know the details because Lennon refuses to talk about you, I don't know what you said to him, because there must be something you said... You probably pulled off some Prince Charming shit with these eyes of yours, I mean half of the world would kneel in front of you if you just looked at them with those, but here's the thing - Lennon - he is a player, he is the one who make people kneel for him, not the other way around, he was not supposed to be played - but he fell for it, for you, and I was the one who had to pick up the pieces of him when you fucking left. And I can't do it anymore. I don't know how. So I will purposely sabotage my band's success just so my best friend doesn't suffer anymore."
"H-he suffers? Jorja wait! I ..." He hates him, that's for damn sure, so why isn't his pain bringing him any pleasure.
"He was at the rock bottom for months after you just left without a word and finally was doing better now, until you showed up in his life again. He is fragile, he..." she takes a deep breath and stares out the window, taking a break, because all this clearly pains her. "Nobody knows how fragile he actually is because he hides it very well from the world." William's blood slows and ices over in his veins as he looks at her dark brown eyes.
