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whatever it was I had to end it. With that last thought floating around in my head I lay down waiting; waiting for sleep to creep over the insomniac of the night.
    ***
    Vanessa came to link me at Maurice’s early the next morning. “I got a surprise for you,” she grinned cheekily. I smiled with my drowsy eyes. I wasn’t a morning person at all and I was shocked to see her here so early.
    â€œTell me what it is then,” I replied.
    â€œWell, I have tickets to see Chipmunk later and I was wondering if you want to be my date?” she smiled knowing what my reply would be already. I jumped up and my eyes were wide awake now.
    â€œDon’t lie. Are you serious?” I replied, becoming sceptical.
    â€œYeah, I got them yesterday. I thought since you liked him so much we might as well see him in concert. Give you a bit of inspiration for your own music.”
    I hugged her tightly and kissed her plump lips. She was so thoughtful. That was so hard to find these days; someone that can show compassion in every way. Moments later Maurice burst into the room raging. “What’s going on, who’s on this beef ting?” he shouted croakily.
    â€œHa-ha, no one bruv. Vanessa just came round to tell me she got me tickets to see Chipmunk tonight. There’s a spare if you wanna roll,” I winked.
    â€œYou’re gay, don’t wink at me,” he laughed.
    â€œI can’t believe she thought to do this for me though, I got myself a girl trying to push me in the right direction,” I smiled kissing Vanessa once more.
    â€œAlright I’m going back to bed now. It’s early and I can’t stand here watching you smooch,” Maurice said, walking back to his room.
    ***
    A couple of hours before the concert Maurice and I started to get ready just to make sure we looked fit for the night. I was feeling a purple and white vibe tonight; casual but cool. I also wanted to make a good impression on mine and Vanessa’s first official night out. I appreciated the fact that she was going to support me whether I decided to pursue music or not. Maurice, on the other hand, wasn’t as inspired by music like I was, so he just wore anything, not looking to impress anyone. I think he still had the whole Holly situation on his mind. I told him that we’d been through this before and he had to take it on the chin and move on. I couldn’t blame him though; what she did was wicked and wrong. Speaking of the devil, when we were on our way to the concert we saw Holly walking towards us. Me and Vanessa thought she was looking for attention so we walked on a bit but stopped close enough to hear whilst she talked to Maurice. Even though she violated him I knew he still had feelings for her for some odd reason. He was usually very detached from his emotions so I was surprised at the way he was handling the matter.
    â€œMaurice, I miss you,” she said gently.
    â€œWell things like this happen when you’re meant to be with me and you choose to cheat with some other man at my best friend’s mum’s funeral,” his reply was monotone.
    â€œI’m so sorry Maurice. I really want to show you how you made me feel again. Listen to what I’m saying; I’m having a little party at my house on Friday. More like a gathering. I you could pass through we can talk properly. I want to show you how much I mean my apology. I know I hurt you but you have to understand I have unconditional love for you, and I’m not going to let you go so easily,” she pleaded desperately.
    It was rather pathetic to be honest. How could she expect him to even think about patching things up after her actions?
    â€œHmm, I’ll think about it,” he replied bluntly.
    Around ten minutes later he re-joined us in the line. “She just wanted to invite us to a party. I don’t know if I’m going though. I don’t know what mans gonna be there or what she wants to talk