Teenagers of the 4th street : the new guy

Back in his room, he played his guitar while I took the liberty of singing.

He smiled at me after the song and said, “Nice, besides being neurotic as hell, it appears that you have sing talents as well…”

I smiled back at him… “Well, I’ve got talents that even you couldn’t imagine…”

He raised an eyebrow. I’m not sure if he knows what I’m thinking. But, I liked the way he looked at me.

That night, I took him to “No Barricades”. I’m actually ready to find out whether he’s gay or not. I got into an outfit that showed more skin. I sang on stage while he was enjoying his drink. Later on, I went to him at the bar.

“You always come here alone” he asked.

“When I’m not with my band,” I answered “Yeah. I know it’s a little lame but I don’t have a lot of friends.”

“How come”

“Let’s just say that I’m not into people who don’t like me for what I really am”

Then there was a moment of silence. I was expecting him to ask something like what’s wrong with the real you or to be more specific what are you. But he didn’t ask me anything like that. In fact he didn’t say a word. Then he opened his wallet and I caught a glimpse at a picture of a guy. This could be a good thing.

“Who’s that?” I asked

“Francis” he uttered, “He’s my ex-boyfriend. I didn’t want to keep his picture on my wallet but, there are things he reminds me of”

My heart was pounding at that point. This really hot guy is practically open about his sexuality. Now to me, that is a real turn on. I like guys who are brave about who they are. Then I realized that we were having a conversation before I froze out on him.

“What does he remind you of?"

“That you shouldn’t easily trust people. We broke up two days before we came here. Apparently, he doesn’t believe in long distance relationships. To make a long story short, I caught him fucking some guy in his room.”

All I could say for a reply was “Ouch”

We spent more time at the club until we finally decided to get home. I was wondering why he wasn’t asking me if I was cool about him being gay and all. Maybe he already knew I was gay or he just doesn’t care. While I was trying to comprehend what was going on I didn’t notice the garbage can that was laying on the gutter. At the most likely situation, I tripped. He picked me up. I felt a shiver as he gently held my arm and pulled me up a little too close to his face. I swear! If didn’t have at least one-fourth of the sanity that I have, I would’ve kissed him at that very moment. Then, he smiled and said “You better be careful you know”