The Untold Dream

Part Three: OSCAR

OSCAR: So right when I walked through the door I saw that guy again. I think his name is Alan; I'm not really sure. I've never talked to him, like an actual conversation, but I've heard about him. Nothing good, honestly. From outside sources, I've heard that he has been around with a lot of women. Someone said he constantly brags about it. In my opinion, it's a shame he only sleeps with women because he's so fucking cute. I can't believe I'm actually admitting it to myself, but he's cute. Too bad I'm in the closet, and he's straight.

ALYSSA: Hey, you good?

Oscar snaps out of his train of thought.

OSCAR: Huh?

ALYSSA: I asked if you were good?

OSCAR: Yeah, I'm fine.

OSCAR: Honestly, I just spent the entire night drinking and having a good time with my friends. I didn't do much at the party. I mean I'm in the closet so I can't go dance with a dude, nor can I dance with a girl because I'm not attracted to them.

OUTSIDE THE UPSTAIRS BATHROOM...

Oscar turns the knob, but the door is locked. He knocks but nobody says anything. He knocks again.

JULIA: Go away!

Oscar backs up from the door. Alan walks by him and goes down the stairs. Oscar watches Alan as he exits the house.

OSCAR: Fuck it.

A FEW MOMENTS LATER...

Oscar walks up behind Alan and catches a glimpse of Grindr on his phone.

OSCAR: Holy shit. He's gay.

OSCAR: Hey.

Alan jumps with fright and frantically closes the app. He turns around to face Oscar and pauses.

ALAN: Uh...um...hey.

OSCAR: Did I scare you? I'm so sorry.

ALAN: No, no, you're fine. I just- I didn't know anyone else was out here.

OSCAR: Oh, I saw you leave the party and I-

Oscar's words slowly fade away.

ALAN: Did you follow me?

Alan smirks.

OSCAR: I should've thought that through, now I seem like a fucking creep.

OSCAR: That did not come out the way I expected it to.

ALAN: It's fine, dude.

OSCAR: So where were you heading?

ALAN: Me? Uh, just for a walk. You?

OSCAR: Same here.

ALAN: You sure you weren't following me?

Oscar rolls his eyes.

OSCAR: Oh my fucking- I'm done with you.

They both laugh. For a quick second, they lock eyes with one another.

ALAN: Did you want to tag along?

OSCAR: If you want me to, sure. I don't want to intrude on any plans.

ALAN: No, you're good.

Alan gestures for Oscar to follow him.

ALAN: Let's go.

Alan puts his hands in his jacket pockets. Oscar walks over to him and they both continue on side-by-side.

OSCAR: Let's hope this goes well.