Long Nights Short Mornings Page #4

Hey, it's me again.

Look you're really supposed

to be home right now.

Where are you? Look, I know I'm not your

favorite person right now but if...

I just need the book back,

all right?

Then I'll get out of your hair. If you don't

give it back to me I'm just gonna keep calling.

Okay? Call me back.

F***!

I can't believe you.

Seriously, you lent it

to another girl?

- You said it was... -your bullshit

doesn't work on me any more.

This is great.

I wasted my entire afternoon.

Wasted?

Look, I'm gonna go, um...

Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Come on, Jesus. Hold on.

I'll call back.

Hey, yeah, I'm sorry.

I just need it back.

It somebody else's

and they need it back right now.

An hour or two?

Okay, but for real this time?

Yeah, I'm gonna be waiting

around here.

Yeah, okay.

Sorry, sorry, sorry. Okay.

- An hour?

- Or two.

You want to wait?

If I don't,

I'll never get it back.

If it's only an hour,

you won't be late for your show.

If it's two, I will.

Come on, I know a good place.

They have great tea.

All right?

It'll help your throat.

It's good, huh?

Yeah.

So, are you...

Like, happy...

With your life right now?

I'm pretty lonely.

I'm bored.

Feel empty...

Most of the time.

Are you surprised?

No, of course not.

And of course, you were right.

About how things

would turn out for me.

Am I supposed to be happy

about this?

Just thought you'd wanna know.

Some sorta...

Vindication, I guess.

That is so stupid.

I can't even believe it.

Oh, hey, I'm sorry.

Hey, you asked.

What do you want from me?

I want my f***ing book back.

Thank you all

for coming tonight.

I'm Lorraine,

this is Charlie on the piano.

I'll be playing some new songs

tonight, and some old ones.

Thank you.

Hey. You were great.

How can you say that?

I f***ed up.

No one noticed.

You're right,

no one was here to notice.

- Well, there were some people here.

- Don't patronize me, okay?

I'm not.

You were great.

- All right? You had one bad moment...

- why did you come here anyway?

I wanted to see the dress.

Well,

I brought you your book back.

You weren't supposed

to see that.

See what?

See me fall

on my face like that.

You're not supposed to see me...

Until...

- Until when?

- Until I...

- Till you're rich and famous?

- Until I can at least draw a crowd.

God, you make me sound

so f***ing stupid.

- Lorraine...

- You make me sound so stupid.

Lorraine, I don't know

what you...

Just shut up, James.

Just shut the f*** up.

Can't you just

take a compliment?

Okay.

So...

Can I see you again?

James, I don't...

I did love you.

I loved you, too.

You're early.

So are you.

You're never early.

I am tonight.

Eh, I'm diggin on fashion.

Thanks.

Welcome back.

Unless you're weird.

It does.

It's like I went from one planet

to another.

Can't even process it all.

Got Louise back, yeah?

I missed you.

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

So how was it?

Tell me everything.

Everything?

I don't know if I can.

Still contemplating it all.

It's hard to articulate.

I was in Paris first.

And I stayed

with Paul's parents.

Which was weird,

but it was fine.

Because I get along

with his mom.

She didn't ask

about me and him, so...

And I had a lot of fun

being there.

You know,

I know so many people there now,

all these French society types.

So I went to all these, like,

balls or whatever.

Like a debutante.

And I wore a fancy dress

and pearls.

It was all borrowed, of course.

Yeah, I bet you looked great.

There might've been

really cool people there.

And practice your French?

Yeah.

And a bunch of people were

taking a road trip to Berlin.

So, I went with them.

But they were so unorganized, and we had

to pile up into this shitty little hostel,

without enough beds.

And there was this boy,

back in Paris.

He told me he loved me, there.

It was so weird.

So, he wanted to come with us

on the trip, but we said no,

because we thought

it would be too awkward.

A couple of days into our trip,

he showed up.

Claiming that he had mutual friends

or whatever the excuse was.

It was so creepy.

So, I kinda ran away from him.

And fled to Prague.

Anyway, it was great.

It was so much craziness,

I can't even process it all.

Yeah, you said that.

Yeah.

Listen, James...

I met someone.

Yeah, I thought that was comin'.

Sorry.

- But I met someone. -Yeah, I heard you.

What does that mean?

Means that I met someone

that I like.

And I want to give it a chance, and I

can't do that if I'm still seeing you.

Since when?

- James... -You know, you

could've opened with that.

You know, save me the trouble of parsing

through your story for f***ing clues.

James, please don't be cruel.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry,

what are you saying?

I mean, who'd you meet?

This guy. He's French.

Met him through friends.

All right. The one

that followed you.

No. Not him.

Of course, you had more than

one guy fall in love with you.

Not surprised. That always is the

gist of your f***ing stories.

James...

What are you saying?

What, are you gonna do, some long

distance thing? That's so stupid.

No. He's moving here.

In two months.

Well, that's great.

When nothing happens in two months, I'm

sure you guys will feel the exact same way

about each other.

You were only gone for three

weeks for Christ's sake.

I know.

I mean, how do you even know

this is anything?

I don't.

But you're willing to throw away

what we have?

What do we have?

I don't know.

We've been seeing each other

a long time.

Maybe not seriously

or anything, but...

We're close, aren't we?

- Yeah.

- So what the f***?

I mean, you're gonna throw that

away without giving me a chance?

I had no idea

you even wanted a chance.

I didn't know I wanted one

either till about a minute ago.

Look, this isn't going anywhere.

You know, if it was,

it would have by now.

Not without either of us

saying something.

You're right.

But did you?

I mean, did you say anything?

Well, maybe I am now.

It's too late.

You know, he's coming here,

and I miss him already.

You didn't miss me?

No you didn't.

You didn't want me to.

Says who?

Look, there might've

been a time, okay?

Sometime, where we could've

made a real go of it, but,

you didn't ask and I didn't know and

all we ever do is get drunk and f***.

- Jesus.

- Be honest.

Have we ever

slept together sober?

Have we ever

even spent the day together

apart from a brunch

the morning afterwards?

It's not a relationship.

You can't just put this

on me right now.

We could've had it.

And I really think that.

Then why did you never say it?

I...

James, you were seeing

other people.

So were you.

Not really.

Lily.

You were enough for me.

You're killing me.

We can both

take the blame, okay?

Doesn't that make you sad?

A little.

Yeah.

We do so many stupid things.

I don't know why.

It's okay.

Lily, please.

All right, now that's it out in the

open, why don't we give this a shot?

Give it two months.

Right?

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