I�m soaking in a bubble bath talking to Elliott, who was early as usual when the phone rang and I look over at him before closing my eyes,
�I�ll get that your majesty.� I laughed, as my eyes remained closed,
�Hey, you said eight.� He came back into the bathroom holding the phone,
�It�s for you queen bee...let me bring it to you since you can�t get out of your bubble bath.� I rolled my eyes and sighed,
�Thank you baby.� He rolled his eyes and walked out closing the door behind him,
�Hello?� There was silence but I could tell someone was on the line,
�Hello?� I heard them clear their throat,
�Uh yeah its Nick.� I smiled instantly,
�Hi, what�s up?� It had been a while since his drunken call and my message and I figured he was busy and he didn�t really want to think about that phone call anyway if he remembered it,
�Eric�he changed his number and he wanted me to give you his new one.� He sighed loudly and his voice had no emotion and I wondered if there was anything wrong,
�Oh, I can�t write it down now�I don�t have a pen or paper-� He grumbled,
�Yeah, you�re in your bubble bath, I�ll let you go.� I could hear a slight edge in his voice,
�Yeah, sorry we�re about to go out but you don�t have to�I�m just sitting here in the tub. So how have you been?� There was that sigh again,
�Fine.� He doesn�t really sound all that enthusiastic and I guess he just wanted to give me Eric�s number and that�s it. I hadn�t heard from him and although I know I don�t qualify as a friend I wish he would talk to me,
�So, how is Eric doing?� He sighed and every time he did I wanted to curl up somewhere in a corner,
�He�s great, never better.� I looked over to see Elliott open the door and hold out his watch as he whispered,
�It�s 7:40.� I nodded and smiled as he backed out and closed the door,
�Hey Nick I have to get going, I don�t know what time I�ll be back-� He started talking to someone and I waited,
�Ok, yeah, I coming�I have to go, we have a show tonight.� I never he thought he could be doing a show tonight,
�Oh, where are you right now?� He sounds like I�m holding him up and I feel like I�m wasting his time,
�Backstage�maybe I�ll call you tomorrow and give you Eric�s number�you better get going or your boyfriend will be pissed.�
�Oh-� That�s all I got out before he hung up the phone. I don�t know what that phone call was all about it. It should have been over before it started on both our parts. He only called for Eric. After the messages I left about hoping he was ok, he didn�t even say anything. No thank you or anything, so fucking self-absorbed. I don�t know why I even bothered; I�m sitting here feeling like he doesn�t even like me. More than anything now I really just want to be his friend, its probably wrong of me, and my sense of self-importance is on overdrive but I really think I could be a good friend to him. No time to think about it now, I have a night out to think about.
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