BLAKE'S POVHi,I'm Blake .I guess you're wondering "who followed a boy?". Well,I did.
It was winter in New York two years ago when every thing ended and began at a bar.
It was Christmas and I happen to be spending this joyous day at a bar.
You must be wondering why I would celebrate Christmas at a bar and not with my family.
Well, I have no family to celebrate with neither do I have friends.But I have one person who is my only friend slash brother slash father ,he is a decade older than I am and I'm twenty four.
At a bar across my apartment which I usually visit every Friday night after a hard day's work,I sat with a glass of vodka in my hands and just sipping on it .
I usually just sip to relax not to get drunk.
Guess what my alcohol tolerance if rated on a scale of 1 to 10 it will definitely be 1.You may ask" then why are drinking?",but no I'm not drinking I'm just sipping.
As I sipped,my friend walked in the bar,remember my only friend I told you about,yes,Steve.
We had plans an hour later but i decided to come an hour early.
I didn't know him as an hour early person but the complete opposite.
I called out his name,since he was going to sit elsewhere.
He was surprised since he didn't expect to see there but he was also glad i was.
He sat yet said nothing to me ,he called "waiter a bottle of whisky" , " A bottle?" I questioned, he asked "I thought we had plans an hour later?".
He looked nor sounded like his usual self , then i said " you're no early-come yourself ".
He tried to smile but I could tell something was off so I asked.
" Are you okay?" ,he replied "I was home hours late from work expecting Michelle to be long home,but to my surprise she wasn't.
As i tried calling her I saw a voice message she sent about an hour ago, informing me that she was working late and something about work emergency.
So i decided to prepare her favourite late snack and go to her. upon arrival,i was astonished at what I saw "," what did you see" I interrupted.
He drunk straight from the bottle and nearly finished it if I hadn't pulled it away "She was screwing her boss" he yelled."What?" ,"didn't she say yes to your proposal last month? How could she?" I questioned.
He kept on drinking and I didn't dare try to stop him but I decide to let him crush at my place,because I knew he wouldn't want to go home.
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I Followed A Boy
RomanceBlake follows a boy from New York to Bangkok to get back his mother's bracelet. His return to his motherland reveals so many secrets in the lives of three families. Will he fall for a thief who stole from him?.