• Sunday | December 10th, 2017 | 04:50pm •
"so when did you move here?" I asked while biting into a chicken wing
We were now at Emerson's place eating and talking about random shit. His place was so fucking sexy, it put mines to shame. I was even surprised that we lived in the same building because of the differences in our apartments.
We had spent mostly the whole day out. I had to get plates and shit from Ikea, also some paint and other shit. He was so patient with me even though I know he got better things to do. He even held off eating till now.
"I think two or three years ago. I got it around the same time my bro got his apartment. That's kinda when we both hit big in our careers"
"he's a photographer too?" I asked
"nah he...well now he models before he used to do some other shit" He explained
"oh what's his name, maybe I know him?" I asked
"uh Damien" He said looking down at his food
Damien...that sounds familiar but then again it's a common name so.
"so what major are you, you mentioned you were in school right?"
"yeah. and I honestly don't know which sucks. I'm a junior I'm supposed to know what I want to do with my life or at least the direction I want to take but nope. so I just chose business because that's the basic major everyone chooses when they have no idea what they want to do, either that or psychology" I sighed
"it'll come to you so don't give up. I wish I hadn't dropped out after my freshman year. at the time I thought there was nothing college could teach me. if I had stayed I could've at least been a film major and get a degree for it. I would've made so much more money, not that I'm complaining"
"well I should get going. I want to finish painting the living room at least before it gets dark. you know how it be getting dark here when it's winter time" I said closing up my food
"you need help with that?" He asked
"nah, it shouldn't be that hard. plus I'm pretty sure you tired of being around me all day" I chuckled
"nah it's the opposite. you cool people, I needa be around you more often" He said
"well I'm gonna be on break for the next month with nothing to do so we can link up sometime" I said
"I'd like that very much" He said
I grabbed my food and headed towards the elevator. He watched me as I got in until the door closed.
He's mad cool, I really like his personality, but he has straight written all over him. I am kind of confused as to why he'a being so nice to me. maybe he just doesn't know I'm gay so he thinks of me as a friend or a bro.
YOU ARE READING
𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞
General Fictionᴘᴀʀᴛ ɪɪ "ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏʀᴇ, ʙᴀʙʏ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛɪᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ, ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʜᴇʀᴇ. ᴏɴʟʏ ᴍᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ."