Phil
Okay so this guy sitting next to me on the bus, he's called dan and I've noticed him reading my books recently... so I don't know whether to confront him about this or just leave him be.
But I've come to the conclusion of doing something a bit more creative...
So the next day when i go to school just before i leave i grab a couple of my old graphic novels that i thought he might like aswell. I put them on the seat next to me where he usually sits, jut before he comes on the bus.
It's about time we start talking to be honest, it's just sort of awkward on the way to school; both of us sitting in silence next to each other. And also, I'd like to get to know him, he seems unusually unique and just generally different.
When he gets on the bus I just smile at him, and he looks back at me with those chocolaty eyes looking slightly confused, probably as to why I am smiling at him- I never usually do this.
Dan
As I get on the bus to school for another day, I notice a small pile of books on my seat and a Phil just smiling at me.
I assume the books are his.
I pick up the books, and look at him again. Then I finally sit down.
I turn to phil, his big blue eyes staring at me.
"umm, are these yours?", I ask hesitantly
"Yeah, but they're for you"
"Me?..uh...why?"
"Because I noticed you like reading.."
" Oh god! You saw me reading your book didn't you?"
"Haha, yeah maybe...", he said with a little giggly smile, which sent a flutter down my back which was somewhat pleasing and nice.
"Thanks but I can't accept these" I say with a shrug.
"Shutup, and take them. I've read them all already and they were just gonna keep them on my bookshelf for the rest of time anyway" he laughs again.
"Okay" I say giving in "I'll be sure to get them back to you when I can"
"Fine!"
And for about 5 seconds we just look at each other, into the others' eyes. I see his pupils dilate for a second and then he snaps back into reality and so do I.
Phil
Jesus! His eyes and his face, they're so damn gorgeous! I stared into them unknowingly and I felt something inside me, I don't even know what it was but it was there. This warm feeling that was growing in me.
And when he look away, he looked down at the floor and so did I. By this time, I really, is we both just felt the exact same thing as the other.
I didn't want this little things we had to stop, so I tried to make small talk with him as he clung on to the books.
" so, dan, is it? How are you liking this hell hole so far?" I asked, referring to school. If he didn't have the same sense of sarcasm and humor as me he probably wouldn't get it.
" Haha, it's... just like any other school to be honest" he replied looking back up at me, with his dark brown fringe in his face. I was trying so hard to not stroke it gently and push it aside.
"What you mean boring and torturous? In that case were on the same page I guess"
" Yeah pretty much!"
*more awkward silence*
Dan
The silence between us was really awkward, so phil decided to read. And in the end I picked up a book as well.
As I read , I had my book in one hand and I slowly lowered my other onto the seat. As I did my hand touched phil's, and we both flinched and looked at eachother. My hand still on his as I looked at him.
And as I was going to pull my hand away he smiled at me, and pulled my hand back in into his; pinning it softly and delicately to the seat.
For a second I didn't quite understand what the hell was going on. But then I just smiled back as we had a weirdly intimate moment.
Phil went back to reading and so did I. But I didn't really.
I just kept re reading the page, my hand still under his.
What did this mean?
Friends don't do this; hold hands whilst smiling.
Wait, phil's gay isn't he? Yes, yes he is.
Oh my god! Does the cute, popular, older guy like me??
No, no way! Dan stop getting your hopes up! Think about this realistically, why would such a cool, popular guy, like some awkward, introverted little freak like you?
The answer: he wouldn't!
Well technically the answer is: I'll never know until I ask, but that wasn't gonna happen! Not in a thousand years. Imag I ne If he didn't, I'd never be able to show my face in school, ever again!
But then again like I said at first- just friend don't hold hands whilst smiling.
Phil
What am I doing!?!
I don't know but it feels good, it feels right.
I wonder what he's thinking about all this..
*
As we arrive at school, hands still locked together, we both look at each other like, I don't know what to do. And for about a minute we just sit still. Until Dan finally pulls away his hand to put the books in his bag.
My hand feels weird and tingly now, and I can see dan hold his hand with his other as we stand up to get off.
This feels really weird, my hand just wants to go back to touch dans soft, honey tanned skin once gain as if magnetically attracted or something. But in the end he just says "see ya round" to me as he goes his own way.
I can't help but look at him as he walks further into the distance of loud, noisy teens. And then he turns round to look at me
One last time
And smiles this drop - dead - gorgeously adorable smile.
It's okay, I didn't need my heart anyway...
