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Another heart in a different scene	By : fundamellie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Pet Shop Boys Views: 1122 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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About three weeks later Neil was waiting for Rebecca in front of the still closed ‘Madame Jojo’s’ in the heart of Soho. He glanced at his wristwatch. She was already 20 minutes late. He sighed and kept on pacing up and down the street, looking for her amidst the crowd. It was early Friday evening and the city centre was beginning to fill up with tourist and Londoners alike getting ready for a night out in the big city. Dusk was falling and one by one the blinking neon signs were coming to life, turning that slightly run-down part of town into something exciting and magical. Normally Neil would have enjoyed the sight; it always reminded him of how he had come here for the first time when he was 18 and had just moved to the city but today he had no mind for the glitter and the decay around him. He hated to be kept waiting but he hated it even more to be kept waiting by Rebecca, he decided. If they wanted to make it in time to the restaurant where he had booked a table for them, she would have to cancel her shopping trip to Agent Provocateur now, late that she was.
He tucked at his tie and glanced at his watch again. Another five minutes had passed and still no sight of her. Worry crept into his anger. What if something happened to her on the way? What if she got caught in some horrible accident?
What if…? He stopped dead in his tracks. What if she was not going to come?
What if she had forgotten him? What if she was out with someone else instead?
One of those nice young men whose heads she turned wherever she went?
And who could blame her for doing so? Surely going out with one of her young admires was more fun that going out with a friend of her mother. Suddenly those thoughts made him feel bitter. Bitter and old and jealous.
“Now wait a minute,” he thought. “What are you jealous of? She’s a friend of yours; she can go out with whom she wants to!” But it seemed that some part of him was not going to listen to his own reasoning. A wicked little voice popped up from the back of his mind and teased him. “She sure can but you’d rather if she didn’t. You’re already acting as if you are having a rendezvous and you’re a love-sick teenager. You’re not in love with her, are you, Neil?”
“Of course I’m not!” he muttered, a little angrily at himself.
Before he could continue thinking about this absurd conclusion, he heard heels clicking on the pavement and then she was there and already kissing his cheek.
He could smell her sweet perfume and feel her warm breath on his ear as she tried to catch her breath.
“I’m…I’m really sorry! I… Oh dear, I ran up half of Oxford Street as my cab got stuck in a real bad traffic jam. But what are you not?”
“Angry that you kept me waiting,” Neil replied, smiling despite of himself. She simply looked too lovely for anybody to be angry with her. She wore a plain black dress underneath her coat, one that hugged her figure closely. With her break-a-neck high heels she was almost as tall as him; her hair was loose tonight and fell in curls to her shoulders. Her lips had been painted a dark pink and her eyes flashed in pale glittering lilac and silver. Breathtaking.
“Good to see you here in one piece after all,” he continued. “I was getting worried!”
“Worried? About me?” She laughed softly and hugged him briefly.
“You’re just too cute!”
“Cute?” He laughed as well and arched an eyebrow. “Aren’t I getting to old to be considered to be cute?”
Without commenting Rebecca took his arm as was getting a habit of hers whenever she went out with Neil. “Come on now, if we hurry, we’ll make it to ‘The Ivy’ just in time!”

Halfway through their meal Neil found it difficult to follow the course of their conversation. His thoughts kept drifting back to his earlier conclusion and the pang of jealousy he had felt when he had pictured her in the arms of someone else.
He was beginning to fear that the little wicked voice had been right. He had always liked Rebecca an awful lot, ever since she had been a teenager, so that was no news. But since she had returned from America everything was different. She was more self-confident and frivolous and sometimes it seemed that she was flirting with him. Not that that could mean anything; he was old enough to be her father and he was gay and she very well knew everything about it. And yet…
She was extremely pretty and if truth be told he had to admit that he considered her to be incredibly sexy as well. And not just in some abstract way.
He was thinking about her all the time, she was phoning him every day and lately he had begun to send her little texts with good-night messages. He was looking forward to their meetings; he was even getting slightly nervous beforehand, wondering what to wear to be an apt partner for her. Maybe he was not in love with her but if he was not careful he would surely develop some sort of crush. Wasn’t it all just too ridiculous?
Neil ground his teeth and forced himself to look up from his plate. He had hardly eaten; it seemed that his contemplation had cost him his appetite as well. Again he was awe-struck just gazing at her. He saw her mouth move, but could not comprehend the words. Maybe it was enough to simply sit there and adore her.
Rebecca watched him for a while and then stopped talking. Somehow Neil was acting strangely today. Almost as if something was bothering him. But why had he not said a word? She put down her knife and fork and lay one of her hands over his.
“What’s wrong with you tonight?” She asked softly.
“What? Oh sorry, I was thinking of something. What were you saying?”
He looked at her and saw her look him directly in the eyes. He swallowed. Her touch felt so warm, feather-light and he just wanted to hold her in his arms for a moment.
“I was asking what was wrong with you. You’re somewhere else with your thoughts, having this dreamy face-expression. Almost looks like you are in love with someone.”
Neil felt himself blush and pulled his hand back underneath hers.
Damn! Was he really that easy to read?
“No, I’m not in love,” he muttered. “When should I have met somebody? I was always out with you and you would know if there had been some mysterious stranger.”
She regarded him for moment longer but chose not to say anything more to that.
Secretly she wished that Neil was acting that strangely because of her. She knew of course that it was just wishful thinking and tremendously foolish at the same time. In her mind she listed all the reasons why it was just her being stupid:
They were friends. She had known him since she was 17.He was about 20 years older. She usually didn’t have a thing with older guys; her past boyfriends had been at most 4 years older but there was something about Neil which had always fascinated her. And then of course, even if their friendship and the age-difference would not matter there was one huge obstacle that would prevent her little dream from coming true and that was of course his sexuality. He was gay and she knew it. Inwardly she sighed. Sometimes it really was like in that Robbie Williams song:
‘All the good women are married; all the handsome men are gay…’
If it were not happening to herself, it would be funny, having a crush on an older, gay friend of yours. Oh, please!
For a moment they ate in silence, or rather stared at their plates and pushed the food around. At last she looked up again, determined to get that silly thought out of her head.
“So where are we going after dinner? Any chance of bumping into Janet somewhere?”
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Another heart in a different scene