My Gangster Prince

MASQUERADE

7

But wait! I was definitely going too far on my thoughts, and I forgot to ask him the question! But how was I going to approach him when I just cried and my eyes were still red? How was I supposed to just ask him and not end the conversation awkwardly? But is this not the best time to clarify things up? How, HOW, HOWWW?! Getting rejected is at least way better than keeping myself in suspense right? I mean how else could I possibly level this acquaintanceship up?

“Hey, let me ask you something. What are you trying to do?” Chris questioned with a tone of curiosity and dismay. 

“Nah man I am not trying to do anything! Just trying to play a prank! GOTCHA!” I replied back in a sarcastic manner, which he might have thought it was real.

Now this was probably the only method out, which was to put on a facade. There was absolutely nothing else I could do at that point of time but to smile my way through. He had already started to question things out, which made me feel that I was going a little too overboard. Hiding was the best way out.

“If you have any problems, just contact me,” Chris handed me his phone number.

Just as I thought things had died down, another problem rose to the situation. Him giving me his phone number was like a signal and sign for me to carry on everything that I had been trying to do, which was to question him about his sexuality and relationship status, and to just be close to him. What was god trying to tell me? That I could carry on, or that I should just stop? Sometimes there is no way to decipher the situation or to check what the right solution is. One step might lead me all the way to heaven, and the other could plunge me down straight to hell.