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Today was thursday, first concert was friday. Then a rehearsal on monday before the concert on tuesday. They both thought tuesday was a weird day to have a concert, but appearently students were available on tuesdays to come and listen. Then finally the last concert was the following friday. That was the latest they would have to wait to make the video, to tell everyone. Brett was counting down days. Sure, they could probably fit it in during the weekend, but he didn't want to get his hopes up. Maybe Eddy wanted to practice or just wasn't feeling up to it. You'd never know with him.Or he'll put it off forever because he doesn't actually want to be with you.

"Hey, Bretty, can we just try that last bit on the new piece? I think my B flats are too flat..." Eddy asked him during the break. Bretty. He loved being called that by Eddy. He had to find a good nickname for him as well soon."Sure, lov... I mean Eddy..." he said, blushing. He kept forgetting he couldn't call him "love" outside of the hotel room, but Eddy just snickered. He took his violin from the small table next to the couch and quickly checked the tuning. "Alright, from where?" Brett asked, and got a singing reply to tell him where it was. "You know, just the.." he said and sang it. Brett loved hearing Eddy sing, always in the right key of course. He pretty much loved everything Eddy did, really. He doesn't care that much about you, though. Get used to it.Brett tried his best to ignore the voice as they played together the last few bars of the piece. Eddy had his eyes closed, concentrating on hearing the B flats he was so worried about. Brett on the other hand couldn't help but listen to the comments the voice in his head was making. Every time he thought about a nice feature Eddy had, like how incredibly elegant his wrists looked when he played, or how he liked the way his hair fell on his forehead, the voice shot him down.Yeah, he's gorgeous. Way too good for you. Why would he find you attractice anyway, being nothing but a nobody compared to him? It's all just a lie.

"Yeah, I think I'm good now. Thanks", he said, smiling that incredibly beautiful smile of his. The one that made Brett melt into a puddle on the floor."Anything for you", he said, completely focused on Eddy's smile. He only snapped out of it when Eddy spoke again."We're not in the hotel now, Bretty", he half whispered before quickly looking around for anybody else's presence  and going over to him to kiss him on the cheek."But I can't wait to get there..." he whispered softly in his ear, giving Brett the chills, before going back out to socialize with the orchestra for the rest of the break.