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Wie konnte das sein? Was zu Hölle war hier los? Er sah end geistert auf, als Ardy ihm besorgt und liebevoll über die Wange strich.
Tommys Atem ging schwer und er hatte das Gefühl, als würde er gleich Ohnmächtig.

‚Schhhhhh…Schhhhhh…', machte Ardy und streichelte Tommy beruhigend über den Rücken. Tommy weinte und schluchzte vor sich hin und schaffte es nicht Ardy zu sagen was ihn so entsetzte und traurig machte.

Als Tommy nicht mehr weinen konnte legte er seinen Kopf an Ardys Schulter und schloss die Augen um seinen ers

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by ~Avrodite, Mar 21, 2012, 12:00:38 PM
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Drei Stunden vergingen, während Ardy darauf wartete, das Tommy endlich aufwachte. In Gedanken ging er tausende Möglichkeiten durch was als nächstes passieren könnte. Aufeinmahl, es war schon fast Mittag, regte Tommy sich auf seinen Beinen. Hastig setzte Ardy sich auf und starrte auf den wach werdenden Tommy. ‚Morgen.', nuschelte Tommy und drehte sich auf den Rücken. Als er die Augen aufmachte fuhr er vor schreck zusammen und wollte sich aufsetzen, was damit endete, das er mit dem Kopf gegen Ardys stieß.
‚Mist!', sagten beide wie aus einem Mund und dann fing Ardy an zu lachen. ‚Warum lachst du?', fragte Tommy, der sich den schmerzenden Kopf rieb. ‚Ich weiß nicht!', prustete Ardy und kugelte sich auf der Matratze.

Durch das laute Gelächter wurde Chan aufmerksam. Er ging ins Wohnzimmer und wedelte den beiden jüngeren mit einem Umschlag vor der Nase rum. ‚Was ist das?', fragte Ardy. ‚Ich habe die Bilder auf der Kamera entwickeln lassen, wollen wir uns die zusammen ansehen?' Tommy nickte und Ardy saß einfach nur da. ‚Hey! Tense! Komm mal, wir schauen uns die Fotos an!', nachdem Chan das gerufen hatte stand Tense auf einmal mitten im Raum, ohne das irgendjemand ihn reinkommen sehen hätte. Alle warfen sich auf das große Sofa und Chan öffnete den Umschlag.

‚Chan? Ich habe aber auch Fotos geschossen, willst du dir die wirklich anschauen?', fragte Tommy, der sich wieder an den Vorabend erinnerte. ‚So schlimm werden sie schon nicht sein.', lachte Chan und holte die Fotos heraus.

Auf dem erstem Bild war die komplette Applewar Crew zu sehen, Chan gab Tense die Fotos, die sie sich angesehen hatten. Nach einer Weile sah man ein sehr schlecht belichtetes Bild. Ardy schmunzelte, den er erkannte das Motiv sofort, wohingegen Chan und Tense eine Weile brauchten um zu erkennen was abgebildet war.

‚Was zum…?', weiter kamen Chan und Tense nicht, den Tommy und Ardy prusteten los und unterbrachen sie so. Es war das Bild welches Tommy am Vorabend von ihnen geschossen hatte, als sie schliefen.

Chan warf das Bild von sich weg und darunter kam ein gut belichtetes Bild von Ardy und Tommy zum Vorschein. Auf dem Bild schliefen beide, aber Tommy lag halb auf Ardy und drückte sich fest an ihn. Ardy zupfte das Bild aus Chans Fingern, faltete es schnell und steckte es in seine Hosentasche.

Peinlich berührt saßen sie nun alle vier da und versuchten die Blicke der Anderen zu vermeiden, keiner von ihnen hatte mit so etwas gerechnet.

Fragen ueber Fragen ch.10by ~Avrodite

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