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“ don't patronize me. ” it comes out harsher than he's expecting, eyebrows furrowing together. there's been many instances where alex has been talked down to, gaslighted into believing he doesn't actually know better. experiences only increased with his newfound prominence in the politics world, resentment settling into his bones every time someone belittled him. none of them hurt as much as henry's blatant disregard for his feelings. “ you can lie to yourself all you want, but don't pretend to know how i feel. ” it's insulting, infuriating, and it reminds him of a time where he despised the prince and everything he represented. he wouldn't risk it all for someone that didn't mean everything to him. alexander might be passionate, but he isn't fucking stupid. if henry wasn't worth it, then he wouldn't be standing in front of him, asking him to have the courage to love him back. he can understand, though, the need to have some semblance of control. the crown yielded so little of it, it was no wonder henry fought to regain the most insignificant ounce of it. it was a mournful sight to behold.

“ before we... before texas, my mom asked me if i feel forever about you. ” there's no real reason to be telling him this, not when his decision appears to be cemented. alex has given up the hope of changing his mind, has realized it is nothing but a fruitless attempt. the only certainty is that there is no future where they can be together, not as far as either of them can see. “ it took me a while to realize it, but i did. i do. ” even now, after every rejection, he can't imagine ever getting over henry. the prince of wales came crashing into his life, cake and all, and changed everything for the better. he ignited a fire inside of alex and no matter how much it flickered, he knew it would never die out. “ i might not be that for you. maybe i'm simply not worth fighting for, or you don't love me enough. or at all. that's fine. ” that was something he could live with. the youngest claremont-díaz had been dreading this day ever since he could remember: when his fear of not being good enough would undeniably come to life. of course, he wasn't expecting his worst fear to materialize itself with such high stakes, yet there was no way of escaping it. it was coming eventually, he'd always known as much. “ but i hope that you find that... something, or someone, that makes you realize you are so much more than nothing. that you deserve more than what they've given you. because you do. ”

if anything, alex could see this for what it was: closure. the night at the lake house had left him heartbroken and confused, searching for answers in the dark. henry had now offered him a glimpse of his own reasoning, and he didn't have to devote his time to understanding the thunderstorm that had brought havoc on their relationship. he wasn't under the illusion that this was something easy to get over, that it wouldn't continue to haunt every waking moment and each sleepless night, though at least the wondering wouldn't consume him from the inside out anymore. a step in the right direction until he could go back to feeling like he was whole, even if deep down he knew there was a part of him that had been ripped out and there was no way he could ever retrieve it. alexander takes a last steadying breath, and while he knows there's nothing left to say, he's gotten used to giving henry more than he ever asked for. “ i guess i'll see you around. ”

best laid plans, henry does not necessarily bode well with the unexpected. a cosmic joke binds the two of them together, as alex once often seemed to leave him guessing. now, it is spelled out. his intentions were moot. a futile experiment of distance instead resulted in pain for both parties involved. the prince refuses to believe it is as dire as the first son indicates. henry has to believe alex is not beyond saving. his conscience demands it, but so does his logical sense. granted, alex can infer a lot from his silence. sentiments henry carefully decides not to speak because they’d reveal too much. then, it would ultimately be too late. though it physically aches him, he catches himself flinching at yet another declaration of love. the months separating alex’s initial admission and these did little to prepare him, henry remains unequipped and unsure of how many more i love you's he could manage before he loses his head entirely. he deliberately does not confess he loves him back, not because he ever stopped feeling as if his heart belonged entirely to the man, but because he worries it would be used against him. against them.

at what point had they become adversaries on opposing sides of the ring? henry stands across the street, hose in hand, trying to put out a fire he’d set himself. his head shakes ever so slightly, a quirk to his lip ready to discredit alex’s bases. they’d be sound if he weren’t so fearful. henry clambers to differentiate the details of what they disagree on. and yet, for better or for worse, henry has commited him to memory. he has learned alexander claremont-díaz has never half-assed anything in his life. he is infuriating and prone to exaggeration. henry knows alex’s passion can lead to blind-spots and resolutely considers this to be one of those cases. “ i’m sure you think you mean that. ”  all of it. alex’s expression of unwavering devotion, his hope for a better outcome, to come out victorious and content, they come from a place of naiveté. alexander makes the perfect ingenue. henry’s words are meant to be sympathetic, stretched into a lower key that echoes pity. he tries to be understanding, but there’s so much that he’s kept hidden away, out of reach.

it’s safer like this: in their stiff statures, the air between them catching static. he would learn to drown out the noise, the dull the brimming desire to pull him near. a glance is cast in all four directions before he attempts to explain himself, and most importantly, convince alex. he’s been given a head start, he thinks: he’s not easy to love, after all.  “ you are not seeing the big picture. i know it may be difficult to hear considering you tend to believe you know better... ”  an ache settles in his stomach, dreading letting him down once more. yet it must be done, seeing as alex’s notions are so horrifically mistaken. theirs wasn’t the kind of thing one could just work out. there was no room for negotiation. the public sphere was black and white cinemascopes; their shared moments had been live in living technicolor.  “ there’s nothing to make work, alex. there is no better. there is just this. ”  a lethargic hand gestures at the distance between alex’s chest and his own, donned in their finest but not preferred attire, as it should be. he can’t really look away from alex’s face, though. not when it is contorted into a longing expression. the plea in his brow makes way for softness in henry too. head cants as his spine gives way to genuine concern. “ you deserve better than nothing. and since that is all i'm offering, i implore you to make use of your choices. not all of us have them. ”

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VANS PRESENTA A NO WRONG NUMBERS

Ésta será la primera banda que formará parte del line up de House of Vans México

CDMX, 19 de julio de 2018.- Después de un largo recorrido Vans Sessions, llegó a su fin. Blanco Gitano, Laphie, No Wrong Numbers y Purple Pig fueron las 4 bandas finalistas que se presentaron el pasado 21 de julio en el escenario del IndieRocks en busca de subir al escenario de House Of Vans México.

La banda de funk rock alternativo, originaria de Xalapa, Veracruz, No Wrong Numbers, después de un energético show, demostró que ellos lo tienen todo para tocar en el legendario escenario de House Of Vans. NWN fue la ganadora de la noche quienes además de obtener el reconocimiento y difusión de Vans y ser parte del próximo line up de HOV, tendrán la oportunidad de asistir a un HOV Internacional.

Los cuatro jueces de esta contienda: Cecilia Velasco, Theresa Wayman, Alex Franco y Milo Froideval, se enfrentaron con una difícil decisión ya que las todas las bandas a través de ejecuciones vibrantes, entusiasmo y creatividad, demostraron por qué fueron parte de esta final, después de una convocatoria con más de 1000 bandas inscritas.

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