In the mean time, my high school friends had also noticed I had befriended F. Since he had been a topic of interest since the beginning of the semester, things did seem to get a lot more interesting now that he was my friend. The critical question about his sexuality quickly reappeared. We had been discussing it for months, and now the answer to the question seemed closer than ever.
I was curious too. I still wasn't sure. And since we were going to grab a movie together, maybe we would get a little more personal.
But first, I had to go ask him about the movie, since he had told me to remind him. So the week after he had asked me, when our class was done, I decided I would just go and 'pop the question'.
It sounded easier than it was, for I was still pretty insecure. I don't know why, but I felt like a little, shy schoolboy who was about to hand over a very personal love letter to the most beautiful girl (or boy, in this case) at school. Basically, I was just asking a friend to join me to the movies, but I guess the fact that I was really attracted to him, made it feel a little different. I took a deep breath and walked towards him.
He was talking to one of his friends, a girl. She seemed a nice person, a little overweight, desperately trying to cover that up with fancy clothing. I later learned that she had very rich parents, which explains the expensive clothes part.
"Hey" I said to F.I was curious too. I still wasn't sure. And since we were going to grab a movie together, maybe we would get a little more personal.
But first, I had to go ask him about the movie, since he had told me to remind him. So the week after he had asked me, when our class was done, I decided I would just go and 'pop the question'.
It sounded easier than it was, for I was still pretty insecure. I don't know why, but I felt like a little, shy schoolboy who was about to hand over a very personal love letter to the most beautiful girl (or boy, in this case) at school. Basically, I was just asking a friend to join me to the movies, but I guess the fact that I was really attracted to him, made it feel a little different. I took a deep breath and walked towards him.
He was talking to one of his friends, a girl. She seemed a nice person, a little overweight, desperately trying to cover that up with fancy clothing. I later learned that she had very rich parents, which explains the expensive clothes part.
"Hey. Just hold on for a moment" he said, while turning his head in the direction of the girl again, trying to wrap up the conversation. After 20 seconds or something (it really seemed more like a decade, and felt really awkward) the girl took off, and I got F.'s unconditional attention.
"So, hey, L." he grinned.
"Hi, I was wondering if you feel like grabbing a movie this week? You know, like you proposed?" As soon as I asked him, I felt a lot more at ease.
"Oh, yeah, that's right." he said, while thinking if he had still room for me in his dense schedule.
"You know, I've been wanting to watch Sicko for a while now, so I'd really like it if we went to see that movie together."
"That sounds fine with me." I said, totally not caring about what movie we were going to watch.
"What about next Tuesday? I'll come over to your place around 9:30 PM, so we can cycle down there together."
From the moment he pronounced the word "next", I was like say what, brotha? Next week? Another seven f*cking days? I already felt like someone who had been edging his way through ten hours of the finest porn collection in the world, and was then suddenly told he had suspend his climax for another week. Nevertheless, I had no other choice but to agree. The date was pinned. Tuesday 11th of December F. would come to my place, and we would go to the movies together. Finally.
Until then, we texted each other, which felt really great. I talked to my mum about what great friends I had become with F. too, mainly because I found it excruciatingly difficult not to talk about him. He really was a great guy.
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prologue - part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7 - part 8
"Hi, I was wondering if you feel like grabbing a movie this week? You know, like you proposed?" As soon as I asked him, I felt a lot more at ease.
"Oh, yeah, that's right." he said, while thinking if he had still room for me in his dense schedule.
"You know, I've been wanting to watch Sicko for a while now, so I'd really like it if we went to see that movie together."
"That sounds fine with me." I said, totally not caring about what movie we were going to watch.
"What about next Tuesday? I'll come over to your place around 9:30 PM, so we can cycle down there together."
From the moment he pronounced the word "next", I was like say what, brotha? Next week? Another seven f*cking days? I already felt like someone who had been edging his way through ten hours of the finest porn collection in the world, and was then suddenly told he had suspend his climax for another week. Nevertheless, I had no other choice but to agree. The date was pinned. Tuesday 11th of December F. would come to my place, and we would go to the movies together. Finally.
Until then, we texted each other, which felt really great. I talked to my mum about what great friends I had become with F. too, mainly because I found it excruciatingly difficult not to talk about him. He really was a great guy.
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prologue - part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7 - part 8
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