Drive By [BoyXBoy]

Beautiful

I don't think I've ever moved so fast in my life.

I ran to the bathroom, flicked my hair around a bit. Brushed my teeth,put on deodorant, almost prayed myself with cologne, changed my shirt. Twice.

Taking a deep breath I got into my car and drove to Tim Hortons, where I again I didn't see his truck. Assuming I was the first to get here I went inside, inhaling the smell that was coffee and donuts and giving my order at the till.

When I turned around with French vanilla in hand I almost jumped out of my skin to see Clayton standing behind.

"My turn to apologies, didn't mean to scare you. I was just in the bathroom thought it would be better to walk to you, instead of passed you." He chuckled,and started walking to a table that already had a coffee mug sitting on it.

He sat down, and I sat across from him, finally getting the chase to admire him. I couldn't help but feel self conscious. He was beautiful. His hair, his face, his eyes. Everything about him screamed masculinity and strength.

I was a scrawny, short, nerd who couldn't form words correctly around him and fidgeted to much.

I knew nothing big was going to come from this. But I couldn't help but have my hopes up.

"So Gabe, it's my turn to ask you questions." He said with that award winning smile. "Why a journalist?"

I actually thought about the answer to that, instead of the 'I like to write so why not?' Answer I gave everyone else.

I thought about back when I was in Junior High and Grant and Garrett were on the baseball team and I, as the loving brother I was, would sit in the bleachers and watch them. Eventually I started bringing along a note book so I could tell them everything that happened, then it turned into writing articles, eventually I got a spot on the school newspaper. Which I stuck with until High School, then collage.

"It's been a hobby of mine sense school." I said, my fingers tapping on my cup. "I joined the school paper in grade seven, I had to get into something or else my mother was going to force me to join a sports team like my brothers." I shrug.

"How many siblings do you have?"

"Just two, we're triplets actually. Grant and Garrett, Grants older, Garrett's younger I'm in the middle. We were all born five minutes apart."

"Wow seriously?" He asks, his eyes wide with curiosity. "So there are two other guys out there that look like you?"

"Kind of, their both big on sports so their bodies are build more. But face and height wise we're all alike. They're both in university now on baseball scholarships."

"You're kidding. That's amazing."

I smiled, he seemed genuinely interested and amazed, it was cute on him. I liked it.

"Come on." He said, getting up from his chair, I got up behind him, both of us leaving our drinks behind. Confused but still followed as we walked out of the brown coloured coffee shop and into the parking lot, then to the park beside it.

It wasn't a big park, it had a large side walk with a few trees and benches, in the middle was a jungle gym for kids to play on and during the day there was normally a food truck parked near by. I furrowed my brows looking up at Clayton as we walked side by side along the small path and into the trees.  "Where are we going?"

"Just on a walk." He said, putting both his hands in his jean pockets. "I wanted to show you something."

I didn't comment of how this was a community park and chances are what ever he wanted to show me I had already seen.

We walked through a few bushes before coming up to a bench with a few rocks around it and flowers, the bench had a memorial marker on it. He stood in front of it, but no on it. So I came beside him and leaned forward reading the marker.

"Never to forget Kally Ann Cartwright. A smile that could never been forgotten."

I looked up at him, he didn't look sad. But his eyes were distant. I stood up again bumping him with my shoulder. "Do you have a picture?"

He smiled, pulling his phone out and scrolling a bit before holding it towards me. "I know it's a weird place to take someone on a first date. And yes, this is a date. But I told you about her, and I just thought it would be a nice walk." I looked at the picture on the phone of a young girl, bright blond hair all over her face and shoulders with a gap tooth smile, a few teeth missing on the bottom row as she proudly held up a fish on a line. She couldn't be any older then ten in the picture. Beside her were two toddler boys, both wearing large rubber boots, one mid laugh while the other, smaller one sucked on his thumb looking up at the sky.

I laughed, then looked at him smiling. "That's cute. I'll have to find a picture of me and my brothers to show you next time we're out."

"Next time?" He grinned, sliding his phone back into hid pocket, moving an inch forward so he was just in my space. I gulped, pressing my lips together nervously.

"I mean- if you, wanted to." I said awkwardly, putting on hand behind my neck."

"I would love to. I'll call you. But let me walk you back to your car before we say goodbye."

And he did. And for the first time in ages, I laughed until my cheeks hurt, and smiled like a fool.