I decided that if I want to pursue Josh, I'll have to stop my casual affairs with Johnny. Or at least only have them on special occasions, like Easter or Presidents' Day.
I sit in the parking lot of Josh's apartment and wait for him to come back with his keys. I see him make his way down the steps of his apartments in the afternoon sunlight. His skin looks beautiful in the sun, almost like it's glowing.
He opens the passenger side door and plops down in the seat, jingling his keys so I can see them. "All set?" I ask not because I care if he's 'all set' but simply because I like the sound of his voice.
He slips his seat belt over his front and replies, "All set."
His house is about a mile from the studio and about two miles from my house. We talk about the weather. To be honest, I never gave a damn about the weather, I only gave a damn about him.
After driving with him to studio I learnt some information about him.
Rainy days are his favorite, he believes in aliens and he's a cat person. All these personality traits suit him perfectly. Although it's somewhat useless information. I want to know him.
I watch him leave in his car to make sure he gets home and then I sit there for awhile. Just thinking. Josh. Fuck I don't even know his last name. I sigh and put my head on the steering wheel making it honk. A stray pigeon flies away from the parking lot.
I leave the parking lot and make it back to my house. I notice a car in my drive way and recognize it as Johnny's. Oh shit. How am I supposed to tell him we can't fuck anymore? I'm sure he'll understand.
I walk up to the door and run my hands the through my short hair before opening the door. I walk in to my house and don't notice anything unusual except the extra keys on the counter belonging to Johnny. I hear rustling from the bathroom and walk down the hall. I peek into the bathroom and see Johnny sitting in the bathtub reading a book. The bathtub is dry and he's in his underwear.
I knock on the open door and he looks up at me. "Fuck, hey Ty, why are you here?" I sigh. "It's my house."
He closes his book and sets it to the side before advancing to me. He's at least an inch taller than me and his black hair is sleeked back with a few stray hairs in his eyes.
"I thought we could do something." He smirks, "You seem lonely."
"Do I look lonely?" I look in the mirror and notice the shadows on my face. I don't look the same. Shit. He's right.
Before I can respond, he closes the bathroom door and slams me against it. His hands are in my hair as he grinds into me. He bites the skin of my neck and sucks it into his mouth. I feel his soft tongue swirling over my skin.
"Johnny," I manage to gasp out, "Please stop."
He looks up at me, his hands are undoing my button. "W-What do you mean Ty? Don't you want his?" He gestures down to my crotch with hurt eyes.
I run a hand through his black hair and caress his cheek. "Johnny, I love you, but I need to move on, we can't just be fuck buddies forever."
I look in his eyes and pull his face toward mine. I place a light kiss on his lips and pull away.
He nods his head and steps away, grabbing his book, 'Gone With The Wind.' He pushes past me and leaves the bathroom without making eye contact. I really hope he stays. I need a friend.
