The Head – A Short Story

This might or might not be based on my real life story. But, fiction is always a fun story to write. Trying something different here. Also, please leave a comment! 🙂

Michael wore his favourite leather jacket and favourite jeans to meet Said at a movie festival they both have planned for months. The French Movie Festival was back in town and the two lovebirds have been dying to watch their favourite Marion Cottilard’s movie. Heck, they fell in love because of their fondness of French movies and music and how could the gay Francophil couple missed this event?

Michael reached first where hundreds of people have started to queue for the movie tickets. The sky seemed cloudy and Michael worried if it might rained. Said didn’t drive but he loves to walked, and Michael knew that Said will spent his time walking to the movie festival while enjoying the roads and the good weather. “But, it’s going to rain? Said wouldn’t like this,” Michael pondered.

Said arrived after a few minutes while Michael was in the tickets queuing line. “I am right behind you,” a text message from Said appeared on Michael’s smart phone. Michael turned around to see that Said was standing far behind, but he stood out among the crowd with his flashy white bomber jacket and white pants. Yes, it’s an odd combination for Michael too. But, Said was in love with monochrome at that moment and Michael was not going to say anything about it.

The couple sat in the dark auditorium for two hours, without saying a word to each other until the movie ended. The two was so immersed in the movie, in particular of the French actress’ acting, that their interlocking hands went numb after a while. They held hands throughout the whole movie; it was their thing.

“I thought she was flawless in the movie. And that final scene with the machete? Wow. Just wow,” yelled Said.

The two walked shoulder to shoulder outside the movie festival, heading towards the small tent for two glasses of beers. It didn’t rain that day, or maybe it did? Michael wasn’t sure, but when they walked towards the tent, it didn’t rain for sure.

“I loved her for sure. But, what about the scene that she has to killed her lover and buried her head in the sand? That was weird,” Michael replied.


As they approached the Mexican restaurant after the film festival, Said began to order food for the two of them. “I want one Chicken Enchilidas, please, and, he will have your Vegetarian Fajita,” he told their waiter of the night: the doe-eyed waitress in a white uniform. Said and her looked at each other’s outfits for three long seconds before he broke eye contact.

Michael positioned himself comfortably next to Said. He was hungry and the restaurant felt cold even with his leather jackets on. He took Said’s hands onto his thigh and covered it with his two palms before Said took it back and gave him the look: ‘Not in the public’ was his signal, and Michael was okay with it. If Said had come out sooner to the world he might feel a little bit comfortable like Michael was about holding hands.

The two eat cautiously while discussing over Ta Tête, an aptly named movie they just watched. Michael thought the movie had a sloppy script and directing, but overall it was saved by Marion Cottilard’s performance. Meanwhile, Said kept on raving about Marion’s “batshit crazy” performance as a lesbian who had to defend her lover in a post-apocalyptic movie. Michael smiled a remorse smile as he craned his neck numerously to see his five-month boyfriend’s giddy face.

“Yes, yes, alright her performance was crazy, I agreed. But, the movie could do better with the script and the directing. I mean, the black smoke looked horrendous in that one scene and I still don’t get the connection with burying her lover’s head in the ground so that she is “saved” from the Mauritians?”

“But, babe, that’s the whole point of the movie. Her lover’s head!! Hence the name of the movie, you dummy. Why don’t you get that, really?” Said raised his voice while eating his enchiladas in a lunatic manner.

Michael wanted to reply something, to defend his point of view for the movie, but he knew better. So, he kept quiet and let Said had his moment before the two will break up after watching what will ended up as the two’s favourite movie of all time.


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