#Aliver

Chapter 4:

Over the next week, Adam greets me every morning I walk into art history. Ok maybe not every morning since I usually only have art history Tuesday through Thursday, but still. He's been really sweet. He always asks if I'm doing ok. I always say yes, but he still seems concerned. He says that in order to prove I don't have some form of weird amnesia, I should tell him things about myself. I give him a few new facts about myself everyday. He smiles every time I tell him something new. I have to restrain from throwing him on the ground on making out with him when he smiles. I'm just glad that we're some how becoming friends.

I haven't mentioned the fact that I watch his Youtube videos. I don't want to come off weird. Plus, I think he might feel like I'm not really befriending him I don't want him to think the only reason I talk to him is because he's somebody on Youtube. I genuinely care to learn about him. I want to be his best friend ( and maybe lover). I just want him to know I want to learn about him, the real him and I have been learning. He's told me  a few things about himself that nobody else knows. He told me that sometimes he likes to ease his mind by taking a walk. He loves to read when he has nothing better to do. He gets hooked on shows with really good looking protagonists- sometimes antagonists. It's nice to learn about him this way.

It was a casual Friday afternoon when I got a text. It was from Adam. We had also been texting a little bit throughout the week. It says that he wants to meet me at the cafe. Oh dear Lord, someone pinch me (*pinch*) Ow. Noep this is very real. I scramble out of the bed knocking a few of Dylan's book away as I pace around the room.

" Dude, you pushed my economic textbook away." He tries to reach for it ( ok more like pathetically throws his arm out like it might come to him) but of course he can't reach. " Well I guess this counts as a break. So what's up?" He says moving to lay back on his bed.

" Adam wants me to meet him in the cafe." Suddenly Dylan sits up totally knocking his notebooks to the floor.

" No way really. Looks like Adam wants a date."

" Not a date, he clearly said hang out."

" I wouldn't be to sure. Alissa told me you guys have been pretty chummy lately." He smirks. Alissa is so dead next time I see her. i wish she would stop gossiping about my sad love life.

" Look we're just hanging out, now if you'll excuse me." I pick up his book, handing it back to him. I grab my leather jacket and pause at the door. " I'm late for a very important nonromantic hang out." I exit smoothly ( so maybe I tripped on my untied shoelace and face planted, Dylan laughs so hard I hear him as I walk away.)

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As soon as I enter the cafe, I spot Adam sitting at a table near the back. I smile when I approach and he returns it.

" Hey Oliver. Hope you don't mind I already ordered your drink." He holds up a second cup that I didn't even notice was there. He knows my order. I can die happy now, not that I'm suggesting that world. Don't do anything about it because I swear I will come back to haunt you world.

" Thanks." I take the drink and sit down. " So any reason you wanted to hang out today?" I ask taking a sip and yet he got it right.

" Not particularly, I just figured we could talk." He wants to talk. I really can't explain how great this guy is.

" Okay, what about."

" I don't know anything really. We could talk about our pasts, our futures, our love interests..." The last one catches me off guard and I almost spit out my drink. NO, NO, NO! There was no way I wanted to talk about love interests. The main reason being he's one of them.

" Oh." Is all I can reply. " Um, ok well how 'bout you start." I suggest hoping to suffer later rather than now.

" Alright well let's see..." Adam spends the next half hour to hour just talking. He talks about his past and the difficulty of coming out as gay. He reminisces about funny childhood stories. He talks about his future, his ambitions and his goals. He talks about being dedicated to his profession because he absolutely loves it. He talks about settling down and being a family man. I'm so overjoyed with this new information I might burst. I think the butterfly I was feeling earlier has made friend and now they're having a party in my stomach.

" The last guy I dated was actually a few days ago." I remember the guy who stole my chance a while back. " He was nice, but I just couldn't see myself with him for the rest of my life. I think when you date someone it should be because you can see a future with them, you know. Oh I know. I could imagine having a big house in the country with Adam. Adam and I could adopt three children. We could have a dog, and hold family barbecues. Then afterward when the kids are asleep, we could have hot and steamy s-

" Oliver, did you hear what I said." I look up and find Adam looking at me expectantly.

" Oh um no sorry, what did you say?"

" I asked about your last ex, you know if you've had one." Well here come my misery.

" Well, my last ex was terrible, h- they um were bad with commitments and cheated on me with like five other guys." I don't know why I just didn't say he. Adam's gay for heaven's sake. He wouldn't care. I feel like it might make things awkward though. I don't want him thinking I might have a thing for him ( even if I totally do)

" That sucks buddy, the girl should have known you were one special guy." I feel a blush tinting my cheeks. He called me special, God I feel a schoolgirl with a stupid crush ( I mean I am, but...)

" Yea I don't know about being special but I would have been way better than those other guys."

" Yeah, I definitely think you would be." He smiles and I feel another blush. He's trying to kill me, he might not know it, but he is. " So what about now? Anybody catch your interest?" I want to say him. I really just want to admit everything at this point. I don't though because I don't want to risk losing him.

" Not really, just kind of keeping my options open." He studies my face trying to find fault in my answer. I don't think I showed any because he just shrugs.

" Well same with me..." I feel calmer knowing he isn't at least crushing on anyone. " although, I find myself maybe falling for somebody." I spoke too soon.

" Really who?" He shrugs and gets up. I follow behind as he walks out the door. " Oh c'mon I want to know." I plead. He just smiles, pretending to zip up his lips, lock it, and throw away the key. " Jerk" I mumble.

" Hey." He says nudging my shoulder. " Looks it's not a definite deal so I don't want to ruin it." I look at him to find him smiling. It seems he just wants a bit of time to keep this person to himself.

" Ok, ok, I won't mention it until you bring it up again." He smiles and laughs. I do the same and he walks in the direction of my dorm building. I follow, thoughts seeming to pick this moment to intrude my mind. Who the heck is this mystery guy?