Adventure in a Cup

The book

As beautiful as the room was, it looked like it was hardly ever used.  Books upon books covered floor to ceiling book cases with intricate carvings on them. The oak wood floor was covered by an enormous Victorian style rug with only two soft red lounger chairs in the middle. "Wow," I said still spinning around the room looking at the rainbow of books.
"I know, this room is absolutely insane. There must be at least a thousand books in here."
"Hard to believe anyone actually reads any of these." I said grabbing an old leather bound book with no visible title.
"Oh yeah?" Jay said grabbing the first book he touched on the shelf. "I've read this." He held up a hard cover book.
"Really," I raised my eye brows.
"Mhm, good light read."
"What's it about?"
"Well," He claimed staring down at the book, "It's about this guy."
"Please continue." I joked.
"And he, um, has no arms or legs."
"Wow. What genre is this book?"
"Um, I would describe it as erotica."
"This book just keeps getting better. An Erotica about a man with no arms or legs?" I tried to reply holding back laughter.
"Yeah, it's kind of a fetish." He explained while his face turned light pink, joining me in laughter. "Ok now your turn." He passed me a red book he pulled off the shelf reading 'The beach.'
"Well this is a nonfiction actually." I explained flipping through the pages. "There's this beach in Switzerland,"
"Switzerland is land locked." He scoffed.
"That's whole point of the book." I said in a matter of fact tone. He chuckled and picked up another book off the shelf.
"Ok this book is one of my favorites." He said rubbing his fingers against the cover. "Now this one, is a romance."
"Ooh," I said sarcastically.
"Yup it's a real heart hitter. There's this guy," He explained while inching closer to me. "And he's kind of into this weird, confusing girl, but he doesn't really know what to do about." He said now looking into my eyes. I froze my hands no getting shaky and looked at the floor, breaking eye contact. After a couple of seconds I felt my phone vibrated. I took a step back.
"Sorry," I said with an uncomfortable smile. "I just want to make sure my friends aren't looking for me." He nodded looking uncomfortable and defeated. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket to see a text from Sam.
"Where R U?" she wrote.
"I'm upstairs. What's going on?"
"Ollies here." She wrote bluntly. My heart sunk a bit as an inevitable sigh came out.
"You ok?" Jay said touching my shoulder.
"Yeah I'm fine, sorry, I just,"
"Hey it's alright." He frantically whispered pulling his hand away. "If you're not down you're not down." My face started to go red. I turned around and slumped down in one of the red loungers putting my hand on my forehead.
"It's not that." I blatantly uttered. "It's just bad timing?" I guessed, looking at him. He came over and sat in the other red lounger beside me.
"Why do I feel like this has something to do with that tape?" He stated.
"I guess it kind of does." I admitted, tucking hair behind my ear.
"Are you ever going to tell me what that was about?" I let out a shaky sigh and turned towards him.
"This stupid guy, that's all it's about." I expressed frustrated.
"Oh, I see." He leaned back into his chair. 'Your kind of, into someone else?"
"No, well, I was. Maybe still am." I took a deep breath getting ready to explain.

"So you left it all out on the table, and he split." Jay said in disbelief.
"Yeah pretty much." I said fidgeting with my phone.
"I'm really sorry I mean, that really sucks. But how does this have anything to do with the security tape. Are you like, stalking him now?"
"No, No. Its, this cup." I said continuing. "I bought a coffee this one time, and when I went to pick it up someone wrote something on it, and I thought maybe it was him." I said scoffing, realizing how stupid it was.
"Well what did it say?" I hesitated before rolling my eyes, cringing.
"I love you." He nodded with a holding-back-laughter kind of smile. "I know it sounds stupid ok, but I just thought, I don't know."
"Nah I get it, you fell in love with a guy, it happens, makes you crazy."
"Yeah apparently."
"Well, if it wasn't him, then who was it?"
"I'm not really sure." I said pulling out my phone and opening my camera role. "I think whoever the hell this guy is." I showed him the picture of the guy from the tape.
"Well he goes to Seaforth." He said looking into the photo.
"What? How do you know?" I said surprised.
"Well it says it on his hoodie." I pulled back my phone and now noticed his hoodie read 'Seaforth senior.'
"Oh," I said ignoring the fact.
"We should go find him!" Jay said, his eyes lighting up. "It will be fun, like a mission or something. Seaforth's only like, and hour away. We can track down this guy."
"I don't know. I mean, I don't know him."
"But he clearly knows you."
"We'll see." I said looking back down at my phone.
"Why do you still seem sad? Come on, cheer up. It's Friday, let's go down stairs and play pong or something."
"You know that guy I was talking about earlier?"
"Yeah."
"He's here."
"Oh shit." He stated tapping his fingers on the small, wooden side table. Well, you know, jealousy is bitch." He said with a wink.