Harry left me to go with Aaron and they left me with Aaron's sister whose name I just learned is Hanna.
We are now sitting in a booth at McDonald's. "Are you also gay?" I ask with a smile as I finish chewing on my burger.
"No I'm not gay." She sits back on her sit and says, "I'm pansexual."
"As in gender doesn't matter? Nice I love that. " I smile.
"What about you?" She asks.
"I'm heterosexual." I reply
"That's cool." She says and the conversation falls dry. We are now sitting awkwardly infront of each other."Let's go do something fun!" She suddenly exclaims as she stands up on the booth. "Should we invite our friends?" I ask. "No, this is like a date, a friends data to be exact. Just you and me, you look like you need a breather." Am I that readable? I always thought that I hide my emotions very well.
She stands up and puts money on the table then outstretch her hand for me to take and I do.
"It's going to be fun trust me!"
•••
"Where am I?" I ask to no one in particular. I look around only to be met by a familiar surrounding. I've been here before haven't I? I ask in confusion.I hear the door creak open and I turn to look who it is. "You are finally awake." Jayden says, taking a sit on the bed. Now I know where I am, I'm in Jayden's room. No wonder the blanket smells like him so much.
"Yeah, how did I end up here..." I say with a husky voice. "I remember leaving McDonald's with Hannah and... AH!. My head hurts, do I have a babalaas?"
I touch my head trying to ease the pain but my attempt was in vail. Jayden starts laughing, "What the hell is a babalaas?!". He continues laughing.
Sometimes I forget that Jayden is not South African so he doesn't know some slang words. "Babalaas is hungover. You know the thing you get after drinking too much." I laugh, "You need to learn of these words."
"Is there any food in the house, most likely meat?" I ask sitting up on the bed to look Jayden right in the eyes. I can feel myself slowly getting lost in his eyes.
I can feel us slowing moving closer to each other. Butterflies erupt in my stomach as I think of what is going to happen next. Are we really going to kiss? After a long time of me having a crush on him! It's going to happen.
I can see him looking down at my lips and I look down to his. He licks his pulmp lips so I bite mine in response. He slowly starts to close his eyes so do I. Our face are so close I can feel his hot breath on me.
Then I remember that this boy is taken! I may be in like with him, yes Iike and that's because love is a strong word that I'm not ready to say yet. ANYWAYS, I may be in like with him but I'm not a home wrecker. I may dislike Jessica but I'm not about to do this to her.
So I burped! A mean old man burp. I don't know how to put this put we used to play a game where we compete to see who can burp the longest in primary so I kinda mastered the skill.
I can see suprised written all over his face and I'm so embarrassed, I try to play it off with a laugh. "Haha, blame the alcohol." I get down from the bed and make a b-line to the kitchen.
He probably thinks I'm weird now, fart! I seach the fridge for some food and I find leftover steak and boerewors, perfect. I put them in the microwave to get them warm. I reach the top shelf to get a glass so I can drink water as I wait for my meat to get warm.
I can't stay like this, thank God I don't have class today otherwise I'd be going to school the biggest babalaas I've ever had. Leaning towards the tap with my now full glass water I stare at the wall trying to remember what actually happened yesterday.

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