Charlie
Nick and I talked for what felt like hours. It wasn’t all sadness and regrets; it was laughs too. We found out we’d grown up just 15 minutes’ walk from each other, and had he not ended up going to a rugby academy for Secondary School we might have ended up meeting sooner. Only when I struggled to stifle a yawn did Nick decide it was time to call it a night. Things with him felt so easy and so comfortable, I wish we’d met at school instead of me meeting Ben. How different might my life had been. That’s assuming of course if he wasn’t straight, with body like that and a love of rugby he had to be straight. But it was to allow myself to imagine as I drifted off to sleep that night.
I awoke the next morning with the sun streaming through the windows and a feeling of calm that wasn’t there just the morning before. I reached over to my phone to check the time and noticed the battery had died. I was so engrossed in my thoughts of Nick last night that I must have forgotten to put it on charge. I opened my bag, rooted round to find the charger and set it up on the side in my room. After showering and dressing, I didn’t give my phone another thought and headed out into the hotel where Nick told me they did a daily breakfast buffet with muffins and pastries that he baked himself. Was there anything that man couldn’t do?
I head into the hotel’s dining room and all thoughts of eating are forgotten. Standing in front of the table wearing the cutest apron and the tightest white shirt I’d ever seen was Nick. He’d just put a tray of pastries down and stopped suddenly when he turned and was looking in my direction. I looked behind me to see if he was looking at someone else and then I realised, it was me he was looking at. His face lit up with that beautiful smile again. Aside from our now matching goofy grins, we were both frozen in place just smiling at each other.
It was only when the door behind me opened and collided with me that I was forced out of our trance and started to move towards him. He matched my movements and met me halfway.
“Hi”
“Hi”
“Did you sleep well?”
“I did, thanks to you,” that made him blush, I loved that I could affect him like that.
“Erm, I was…wondering, erm…” for someone who comes across as so confident and self-assured, he definitely seemed to get quite flustered when he talked to me. Could he possibly be interested in me, like I was in him?
“You were wondering, huh, what about?” I couldn’t help but tease him, it was just too easy his face turning ever more crimson.
“Well, you see, erm…” he started rubbing the back of his neck nervously, maybe he wasn’t as straight as first thought.
“IhavethisafternoonoffandwaswonderingmaybeifIdon’tknowyoumightwanttogosomewherewithme,” well that was different.
“I think you might have to slow down there a bit Nick,” I giggled, “I didn’t quite catch that.”
He let out a long breathe and then tried again, “Sorry, what I was trying to say, was I have the afternoon off, and I was wondering, if you might want to go somewhere,” he paused before hurriedly adding, “with me.” He was so cute.
“Like a date?” I asked, hopefully.
“Well, erm, I mean, if you want it to be,” he stammered again, “I mean, it’s ok if you don’t want to, I know you’ve just been through a lot with your ex. Wait, he is your ex right or are you hoping you might get back together. Oh god, please forget I said anything,” he started to race back to the kitchen so I quickly grabbed his arm to stop him, but his momentum sent us both flying down to the floor. I landed right on top of him inches away from his face. His kissable lips so close to mine. I wanted to know what it felt like to kiss him, to feel our lips touch and our tongues tangle together. I started to lean towards him slowly, allowing him to push me off if he wasn’t what he wanted. We were so close when the doors to dining room crashed open.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
Nick and I both turned towards the doors, my jaw dropped and screeched, “Ben”.