Chapter 1

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„Los Angeles, 1969
It's a rainy day. Jim and I are in our hotel room in the chateau Maramont hotel.
It's already dark outside and all we can hear is the rain and some blues music. We're lying in our bed and Jim smokes a cigarette.
„Y/N ?" Jim says softly.
„Yeah ?"
„Let's go outside and dance in the rain"
„Why ?" I'm asking confused
„Because it rarely rains in L.A."
„You're right. Let's do it"
We're getting up, get ready and head outside.
We're going to the pool and Jim puts a record on the record player. Then we're dancing and singing to Elvis Presley and have the time of our life's. After a few minutes we're already soaking wet. I never want this moment to stop. Now „Can't help falling in love" starts to play and Jim sings in his deep voice:
„ Wise men say
Only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay?
Would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you?"
He slowly walks up to me and kisses me.
We're just standing in the rain kissing and hugging. As the song ends, he slowly let go of me, picked me up and throws me into the pool. I was laughing and looking up to him when he jumps in too. We are spending some time in the pool until the sun rises.

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