Him, and Him

Chapter Three

I spin my bar stool so im facing the dance floor. Its amazing what these people do to feel loved. Sexualize themselves by writhing on each other.
I look around the room and just see horny men dancing on eachothers dicks.
Then, my eyes set on a different thing.
Down the bar, a few seats away from me is a young man, not so much younger than me, but, obviously younger.
He ordered the same drink as me.
I stand up, walk over to this boy and sit down next to him.
"No, i do not want to dance, have sex, or smoke weed."
He says in an irritated voice.
"Whoa, i dont want any of those."
I respond.
"Then why are you here?"
He asks.
"You looked lonely."
And absolutely adorable.
He laughs quietly under his breath.
He looks up at me and his eyes widen.
"What?"
I ask out of confusion.
"Its just uhh..."
He looks at his drink and mumbles something under his breath.
"What?"
I ask again.
"Your just.."
He says excruciatingly quiet.
"Your uhh... Kinda hot i guess"
He responds while his face turns as red as a tomato from blush.
This kid does not know the first thing about picking up dudes.
But he seems like he's struggling.
"Hey uh... Do you want to come over?" I ask.
Shit. Why did i say that? I slap myself internally. I could have just blown the whole night. I wait for my rejection.
"Uh.."
"Sure."
He responds quietly.
What.
He said yes?
"Oh. Cool."
I stick out my hand,
"Alex. Im alex."
He returns my gesture by shaking my hand.
"Im cole."
"Cmon. Ill signal a taxi."
I walk out the door with him by my side.
Cole. He has short brown and blonde hair, he is wearing a jacket and black jeans.
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I fumble with my keys as i open my apartment door. Cole stands near me. A little closer than he should, but i enjoy his company. I check my watch.
1:00
I finally get the correct key to my door. I put my key in and open the door to my apartment.

(End of chapter three)