Sing it again, Sam....
"Yeah, I know you too - I remember a cute face," He has handsome dark brown eyes, long eyelashes, long sideburns and a nice smile. Underneath his lower lip is
a small triangular patch of hair.
He sits down beside me and signals the bartender.
"Care for another, Andrew?"
"Nah, I'm good for now." I can't decide whether to stay or go. I should have been in bed hours ago, but then again, this guy here has sparked my interest.
"What's the name of that guy you're usually with?"
"Who? You mean Spike? Tall, blond?"
"No... the other guy. I haven't seen him around in a while."
"You mean Aaron? He moved to Austin a few months ago."
"Is he your boyfriend?"
"Um... y.. well..." I hate binary questions that need non-binary answers. Yes, but he moved
to Austin and so I'm not sure if we're boyfriends or not anymore.
"Listen, it was nice talking to you. I have to go..." I say, getting up.
I walk home at a fast pace, but that sinking feeling in my stomach follows me all the way.
(related posts: Aaron's move; Aaron; The Midnight Sun)