Chapter-XXV.

The hotel's conference hall was buzzing. People were everywhere, still it hasn't seemed too crowded. The place was big and they were scattered in the vast area of the hall. Laid, white tables stood by the wall. The huge chandalier gave a sparkling light above the mass. Women in evening dresses, men in tuxedos, the whole reception seemed so posh.

A bunch of excited and apparently nervous young women with only one man stood in one corner. The contestants. One of them held her second glass of champagne in her trembling hand. Tonight! He will come and choose three of them. She didn't even mind if she will not be in the first three. But a dream will come true! She will see her hero at last face to face, not on a concert, but up close. Her work wasn't that bad either if she had been invited to the reception. Maybe, there is a chance, who knows?

Suddenly the light went off, just the small, makeshift stage was lit by a spotlamp. The presenter announced his name: Dave Gahan and he appeared on the stage smiling broadly, greeting everyone and informing the audiance what this event was all about.

Her breath was took away by his sight. He was so close to him, she didn't stand more than three metres away from him in the corner. Of course he wore black. No, not black, something of the darkest grafite colour. He came to the edge of the stage and started to sing the first single of the album. It was a slow one. His rich low voice filled the room and was floating in the air. She closed her eyes, she liked listening to music, especially his music with eyes shut. This way she couldn't notice someone was watching her. A man with dark hair and manly features. The man was smiling at him, but she was not aware of it. The man tried to reach her with his voice but again in vain. She was hypnoticed, mesmerized by the voice of this same man. Then another woman, her friend shook her hand so she opened up her eyes at last only to meet with his hero's eyes as he was looking at her with piercing eyes, smiling while he sang the last few lines of the song. She did the last thing she tought she would do. She responded the eyecontact and didn't brake it until the end of the song. She didn't know why did he looked at her like that, but she didn't care either. Only the fact was important to her that he did looked at her. She was in the seventh heaven, all the others circled her and congratulated laughing, predicting her the first place in the competition. The mighty Dave Gahan disseapeared behind the stage swarmed round by journalists and admirers. Most of the contestants followed this example but she, her friend and the young guy didn't. Her friend was talking but she couldn’t really catch what, she still had her head in the clouds. That burning gaze! His look searching for her look! But she didn't understand the reason. Why she? Dave was on the stage again and announced the three winners who walked happily toward the stage, toward him. She wasn't among them. She sighed a big, yeah, true, she wasn't worthy... She looked at them and noticed David was still smiling at....not them, but her! He moved his gaze only when the three girls reached him and he shook their hands, handing them sacks stuffed with goodies, his new signed album and many more. Soon it was over and all people in the ball-hall attacked the buffet-tables. She wasn't hungry, she had her third champagne in her hand. She wanted some relief for the aching inside. Not that she was sad not finishing as a winner, rather the fact that the whole thing will be over soon and then nothing. Nothing again, just the grey days of another week in another month in another year, which followed each other relentlessly. A big grey river she was swimming in all the time. She searched him with her eyes but too many people were moving around the tables, the winners and other contestants came back and were chatting with each other merrily. She thought she was a failure, she couldn't be happy even on an occasion like this. Her soul was on fire, wanting him, oh so badly.

-You, see Morgen, I am insane. Waiting nothing and wanting everything at the same time.

-Mau, he looked at you. He somehow liked you. I know we are not among the winners, but still. Oh, he is so gorgeous, don't ya think?

-Of course he is, like always. He is always gorgeous.

-May, I ask who the ladies are talking about, asked a velvet bariton behind them. Her friend turned instantly, she didn't. She knew all too well whom this voice was belong to. She stood there with her head bowed and knew how crazy she is acting. A hand touched her bare shoulders above the v-cut of her long, black evening-dress. This touch was hot. And this touch was his. On her skin. She started to tremble and he turned her to face him and tilted his head with a hand. -Don't be so shy! Ur name is Mau, am I right?

-Ur right David, yes-she said and now her gaze met with his eyes.

-Can I have a few words with you Mau?

-Sure.

-But not here. Wherever I go here they don't take their eyes from me. I can't help it, sorry.

-Well, I can understand them.

He flashed a hundred Watt's smile and continued his talking.-Now, it'd be soon over and everyone is eating anyway. Would you join me and have dinner with me? I am starving. Jonathan knows a place where they serve fantastic Hungarian food. I have to discuss something with you, something important. Even want to explain you something. Is it okay for you?

-I guess so.

-Come then, he was holding out a hand offering an arm to her.

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