After telling all my friends, I felt really good and free, so I decided to tell Jason Mendler. He is my best boy friend and I always tell him everyting, except for this. I didn't tell him because there was a time when I really liked him, and as I didn't want to ruin our friendship I decided to keep this one secret, until that day.
As he lives in Ohio, we usually skype a lot so one afternoon while talking I told him "Jason... there is something I have to tell you" but I couldnt get the word out of my mouth. They just didn't. So I told him to guess but he is not really good at that game.
- Hmm you like Amanda.-
- Noupe.-
- Sohpie?-
- Noupe.-
- Marian!-
- Noupe.- I was getting really tired of his stupid guesses. - Its not that I like a girl Jason...- I said enphasasing "a girl". But he didn't understand it.
- Hmm then it is about any friend?- He said and I really wanted to hit him and he noticed so he tried again and guessed. I sudently started getting nervious. I said yes with my head but I got really scared so I laughed and said no. He laughed too. Then he continued trying to guess but just said silly things such as "you discovered a dead corpse in your wardrove" or "you married an alien?!" so we just laughed and forgot about it. Then I had to go to triathlon so I thought it was my last oportunity so I just said:
- Hey Jason I have to go... I like a guy from Germany bye.- And I closed my computer's screen. I ran downstairs and send him a message saying "Hey sorry for that... I'll explain later" and when I got his text back it made me smile.
-Don't worry bro'. You told the right person and remember anything you every have to tell me don't doubt on doing it.- He was the only guy I told and I really don't regret it. His reaction made my faith in humanity come back.
Meanwhile, As Scout seemed to find the german guy everyday on her way home she had decided to talk to him to finally decide if he was really gay or not. So when I got back home from triathlon the first thing I did was send her a message asking how did it go.
She told me she had found them again and introduce herself. They talked and laughed during the whole afternoon and became really good friends. But in that moment she wasn't sure if he was or not gay... But at least she had his name!!
His name was Arthur... which was also my dead grandpa's and his son's name. Perfect. But in that moment I didn't care about the name. I just wanted to find him on facebook. So I wrote "Arthur" and the very first one's profile picture was really familiar to me. Gold blond hair, malibu blue eyes, a cute and strange nose... it was him! Arthur Koch. Damn that was sexy. He was sexy.
But I had one last problem... should I add him on Facebook?
