It had been three weeks since he had seen Liam. At first, they saw each other every weekend. But then Liam's class schedule changed, and he had to study on the weekends. Then Asher had to start working longer hours. And now, it felt like they were ships in the night.
Asher was at the gym when his phone rang. He put the weight back on its stand and sat up, pulling his phone out of his pocket. It was a text from Rachel. "Den tonight?"
He sighed, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He typed out a reply quickly. "too tired. maybe next week". He shoved the phone back into his pocket, scowling. Still no reply from Liam. He laid back on the bench, staring up at the barbell above him. He shook his head and sat up again, cursing mentally. He opened a new message to Liam. "are we okay?" His thumb hovered over the send button for a moment. He was being stupid. He sent the text and stood from the bench. He crossed the gym back to the locker room, where he unlocked his belongings.
His phone chimed from his pocket as he walked outside. "Let's talk."
