"Is it cliché if I say, 'That was amazing'" He said rolling over to face me.
"Not at all, you are my first man, and my first woman!" I joked, smiling back at his makeup covered face.
"I can't help but love you, because you love me for who I am, and that's not something I can say I have ever felt with anyone before. My first real girlfriend was your typical popular brunette, with thin eyebrows and a YouTube channel for makeup tutorials, but she didn't know me, and didn't want to know me. When I told her I had a secret she should know, she told me that she didn't want the baggage and all I was to her was a good lay, and the secret wasn't even the drag thing, It was that my mom was kicking me out so I wasn't going to see her that much anymore, an she didn't even care. I cried when I moved, and she got a new boyfriend before I had even had the chance to breathe. Now I know that though, that she wasn't right for me, and that I just wanted her because everyone else wanted her, but you though, you're different. You are beautiful, and smart, and accepting, and open, and you have no idea how much I appreciate those qualities in a person, I have just never seen them all at once." He paused, "You are a star!" He smiled really sappy.
"A star?" I asked.
"No, you are not a star, because there are an infinite amount of stars, you are just you, because there is only one for me." He whispered in a gritty voice.
"I don't know what to say." I stuttered.
"Don't worry about saying anything. I just want you to know that when I first saw you in the coffee shop, I knew I had to see you again, and fait be it, you fell right into my hands." He smiled.
"Wow, this sounds like it came from a romance novel." I giggled and smiled at him, meeting his gaze.
"no." he laughed, "I have just been practicing it since I first met you. So was it good? Did your best night get better?"
"Yeah it did, and your speech was the cherry on top." I smirked.
"Thank you, thank you!" he did an awkward sideways bow in bed that made me laugh. "You want to do it again sometime?" He winked.
"Absolutely!"
YOU ARE READING
Dragged.
DiversosA girl named Billie makes and unlikely friend out of a barista named Patrick, at the Bean Bar that she visits frequently. They get to be good friends, but a secret threatens their bond.
