Ryan had arranged to meet you at a small café near your flat. You weren't particularly excited, even though Ryan was a great guy. You kept thinking about your kiss with Alex and you started getting butterflies in your stomach. Alex was always a really gentle kisser, he was slow and steady and sweet. Every time he had kissed you you had felt like you were the most beautiful person on Earth.
As you were walking to the café your mind wandered to past times that you had kissed Alex. The best kiss was at his house, at the start of dating, when he had tried to undress you right as you got in the door. You had told him you didn't want to fuck him just yet because you hadn't known him long at that time, he took it great and didn't act disappointed at all. He said "That's fine, guess we will just have to order some pizza and watch some movies then?"
And that's what you did,and the night ended with lots of kissing, and you falling asleep on each other on the couch. It was so innocent but it was the best night of your life, even all the nights you spent fucking Alex weren't as great as that night.
You found yourself at the café and stepped inside. Ryan was sat at a booth, drinking a glass of coke. He looked nice, really nice. He wore a black tshirt with blue jeans. His hair was looking similar to Alex's, floppy and casual.
Alex's hair always looked really nice. It was shaggy, but neat. It has little tufts of hair sticking out on the top of his head. Alex was awkward and cute but sexy and cocky at the same time, it was great. Alex was also in a band called Arctic Monkeys, he thought the name was stupid but you really loved it, they were working on an album at the moment, "Whatever People Say I Am That's What I'm Not". You knew they'd be big one day, they were really talented.
"Hey Darcy," said Ryan as you walked over to the booth.
"Hi Ry" you say, smiling. "Sorry I'm late, I completely lost track of the time" you say,which in all honesty, was true. You HAD lost track of time whilst you were making out with your ex. Suddenly you felt a sting of guilt. What were you playing at? You broke up with Alex for cheating on you and you're practically doing the same thing, even if Ryan and you weren't official. Neither were you and Alex at the moment either. You sigh and order some food, guilt still fogging up your mind.
