OH LOOK
IT'S ME
WITH AN UPDATE
AFTER...TWO MONTHS? MORE?
guys I'm super sorry I'm soooo stuck with school work and before that I had writer's block (no, not just saying that...I actually did. And it was terrible.)
But I decided to apologize by writing a longer chappie....
Hope yous enjoy! :)
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I heard Tim take a step towards me.
Why?
He was too close now; I couldn't ignore him. Maybe he came to apologize? No. Not likely. So what did he want from me?
I took my shirt off my head, and turned around with clenched fists. This man ruined my life, such a shame to think I actually loved him once. But it doesn't matter now, I've got Carl.
Carl. Shit. Tim saw us together.
"What do you want, Tim?"
A smug, sly smile crossed his face, and my expression hardened. He loved being dramatic, and this uncomfortable silence that he had created was just that.
"Oh, nothing!" He said and flailed his hands around in a jovial manner. "I was just wondering if you wanted to join me for dinner at my place tonight."
Was he serious? Which twisted world was this man from? Was he jealous of Carl? Or is he going to gay-bash me?
I thought long and hard about the meaning behind this unforeseen offer, but in reality it had only been a minute or so.
Why can't he just go inside?
"Well, we haven't talked in a long time, and I wanted to put the past behind us and move on. So, I'm free tonight; we can either order some Chinese food at my place or go out if you're in the mood for it."
What should I say?
"Yea okay," I said without thinking. I made a mental note to slap myself later.
Mental note: slap thyself later.
"So, see you at seven?"
I nodded with a slight smile and returned to my flat, flopping down onto the comfy couch—the only piece of furniture that I genuinely liked at my place. It was slightly used when I first got it, which made it less rigid and hard than expensive couches in comparison.
Soon, I got lost in my own thoughts and old memories.
Seven. His place. Sigh.
The first time I went on a date with Tim was at seven at night at his place. We ate pizza and watched a movie together, unsure of what exactly to do. Coincidentally, he had asked me in the hallway too that time.
Wait.
Coincidence? I think not.
Tim was trying to rewind time to the time where we were together, when we loved each other. No doubt he's been missing being in a relationship, and now that he saw that I was with another guy, he obviously felt a bit protective over me. He wanted me back, and I didn't know what to do about it.
There wasn't much I could do really; I moved on, he didn't, and now I was dating Carl. And he seemed quite caring. I barely know him, but I know I can trust him. Plus he's super hot!
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