JACK'S POV
"You're so not coming here" was the first thing I said when Alex told me that their marvellous trip consisted in travelling to where I lived.
It's not that I didn't want to see Alex -that'd be amazing- but the fact that we met online and had talked to only over two months scared me quite a lot; I knew that he wasn't some kind of pedo who was trying to have my address and intended to rape me or something like that but only imagining that I'd be next to the person I liked, sorry; my boyfriend, was just another reason for wanting to lock myself in the closet and remain there for the rest of my life.
I wasn't quite ready to see my boyfriend in person for the first time just yet. Doesn't that sound kind of funny? I guess everyone who's dating someone would feel like dying if they didn't see their partner on a daily basis, but I wasn't like that. I wasn't a needy person and never had been; in fact, I had always had everything I wanted and if I didn't, then that meant I didn't really need it.
Having someone in your life who has passed the thin line that separates friendship and relationship had intrigued me in some aspect. As much as I liked to think that I needed someone like that in my life, it was utter bullshit but I happened to have one of those relationships and I was completely happy with that for now.
I thought about it for a moment. To be honest, I had been thinking about it for hours, days even, since I had nothing to do and I found myself wondering about pointless things such as why toes are the way they are or why when the wind blows the hair off your face you get the feeling that everyone is looking at how ridiculous you look with your hair pulled back and your forehead is showing.
I realised that I could spend two weeks with the guy I liked, and I wasn't really aware of that until it really hit me that such thing could happen and that it wasn't only a fantasy or a thought of mine.
I had the opportunity of meeting him, not probably many people who are experiencing a long distance relationship have the chance to meet their partner and it'd be a selfish thing to do if I refused to meet him because I knew people out there were and still are willing to meet their beloved partner someday.
Who knows, maybe loads of things would happen or change if we did indeed meet each other at some point.
Alex mentioned something about a youth hotel where they were going to spend those holidays, I didn't really pay attention to him, I was already planning everything out -which was unusual in me.
I don't know where the sudden strenght came from but I felt brave and asked him if he wanted to stay at my place instead of paying to stay in a shitty hotel that was surely pretty far from my house.
At first, I doubted that he'd agree with me on that considering that he was meant to come here in order to spend time with his friends and not me. But then again, he wouldn't have had suggested to come near me just because he wanted to go sightseeing, right?
After a few moments and a few phone calls, he agreed eagerly grinning ear to ear. I guess you could tell who was the confident one and who the shy one.
He told me that he had talked to his friends about the whole thing. I had imagined that some of them wouldn't like the idea of Alex liking boys, it's never easy to explain such things to people around you or even the ones you are really close to. I yet had to tell my mom that I was gay and that my lovely boyfriend from across the country was coming over for two weeks.
Some girl called Cassadee had made the other guys put themselves in Alex's shoes and convinced them of me being Alex's main source of happiness, I don't know if I was or not but I already really liked the girl.
