I found him sat on his bed crying, his perfect lips were red and puffy I knew that this was a usual thing for him when he was sad but I had never seen him this upset in all the time I had known him but then again, he never let me see him crying I instantly sat beside him and nurtured him by putting my arm around him.
He gave in to me and cuddled me tight. I smile as I realised how much he needs me. The strong sent of his body spray filled my nose.
He gave a sigh of relief as he wiped his eyes dry.
"What happened?" I asked calmly.
"She broke up with me," He said, still silently crying.
I instantly become full of sympathy as a rush of empathy ran over me.
"It's ok," I said in a whisper. "It's ok," I repeat.
My embrace loosens yet his remained tight yet pleasurable. I could feel his ear ring brush against my neck, I suddenly hear him whisper in my ear.
"Thank you,"
I could feel his warm breath against my pulse.
"Andy?" I asked,
"Yes?" He answered in a croaky voice.
"Can you tell me what happened?" I asked, "Can you tell me?"
"I don't really want to talk about it," He replied.
"Are you sure?" I looked in to his eyes he stared back at me, We locked eyes for a moment. I looked deep into his eyes and tried to describe his eyes in some way but my mind just couldn't do it. It was as if even the greatest words I could think of couldn't describe them and any words that I attempted to use would almost offended the pearls that sat in on his porcelain face.
He looked down at his hands, he messed with his duvet for a minute before he gave a cheeky yet modest half-smile and he looked back up at me and said quietly,
"No...no it's fine...hey," he said changing the subject. "Do you wanna go to the cinema tonight? a-as friends?"
"Sure," I answered.
The night went past just like are many trips to the cinema (as friends) until about 20 minutes before the film had finished...
