#Aliver

Chapter 6:

The club was packed. I really don’t know why. I figured more people would want to spend today with family not at some sleazy club. We maneuvered our way through the  crowd, Michael leading the way. This was really not my day now. I really didn’t want to dance ( well maybe with Adam but...). A weird shiver ran through my body when I thought about the fact that I would have to dance with girls.

It’s not like I haven’t danced with girls, I dance with Alissa all the time. This, however, was different. I would have to make it look like I’m enjoying myself while I grind on random chicks. I can’t do this. I wanted to run away, but I couldn’t. Just breathe breathe (1...2...3...4…)

“ Guys want a drink?’ Michael asks as soon as we make it to the bar.

“ No I’m good, how ‘bout you Olly?” There’s the nickname again. He makes it sound so special.

“ Just water.”

“ Oh c’mon live a little.” He turns to the bartender.” Three beers.”

“ Michael I’m not drinking a beer.”

“ Oh don’t worry these are for me, you can get your own drinks can’t you.” Rude, but at least he’s not making me drink.

I order a water and Adam does too. We sit and watch as the song changes to something a bit more techno.

“ Hey you want to dance.” I’m startled thinking somebody realized I was totally gay and came up to ask me. However, as I turned, I realized Adam was the one who had asked.

“ Um sure…” He was asking me to dance ( *pinch* nope not dreaming). We make our way to the dance floor. We dance separately for abit just trying to find our own groove. People are starting to crowd in and people are trying to squeeze between me and Adam. I’m nervous we’ll get separated, until I feel a hand around my waist. I turn and see Adam. He’s shifting us closer as the music turns even more upbeat. Our bodies pressed close. This is wonderful. I’m on cloud nine. He’s dancing with me. We’re pressed up so close and closer it might be considered something else. I really don’t know what comes over me, but I decide to turn my back pressed to his chest. I slowly grind to the beat feeling the music in my hips. Adam holds me close, breathing in my ear. I close my eyes enjoying the feeling of being with him.

The moment is ruined however after some chick storms by knocking me over. I fall to the side and land on my butt. Talk about embarrassing. Adam lends me a hand and picks me up.

“ You alright?” he shouts in my ear. Inod. This was perfect. Something could have happened, but now the moment is now lost. “ You want to head out of here?” I nod again and we head out. We make our way out of the club and into the dimly lit street. We stand there in a silence before he speaks up. “ Can I ask you something.” he says. I gulp, suddenly very nervous.

“ Sure what?”

“ Do you ever wonder what it would be like if the person you liked liked you back.” The question catches me off guard. Of course I wonder that I wonder that all the time (with you…). I just nod.He continues. “ The thing is I have feelings for this guy and I really want to tell him, but I’m not sure how.”

“ Well do you know if he has any feelings for you?’

“ That’s the thing I’m not sure.”

“ Well maybe you have to work your way there. Be a little extra caring and touchy. See if they reciprocate. If they do then the guy probably does. When you know tell them, there’s no good in holding yourself back. “ I sigh at the irony. He smiles.

“ Thanks Olly.” And he hugs me. I hug him back, our bodies pressed together once again, this time more loving than lust. He pulls back and says, “ Let’s get out of here. I don’t mind walking if you don’t.” So we walk back. The whole way the only thought on my mind is: I’m in too deep.