Tuesday, 24 February 2015

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 Damn it was a hot night – and my stupidly tight skinny jeans were making my legs feel like they were on fire. I was very grateful for my ripped tee shirt I can tell you. The weathermen had promised us a really hot night too – it wasn’t gonna drop past twenty degrees – scorcher! Still, as hot as it was, I wasn’t gonna miss a chance to hold her hand – or to hold her in my arms and dance with her. I grabbed her hand as we walked down to the bus stop. “You look lovely,” I blurted out. I grinned embarrassedly at her. Jeez, I really had to rein it in – I was being a total doofus around her tonight...

Dallas... Operation Boyfriend. Out Now!
 I sat and stared into space. I wasn’t really thinking about anything, which was rather nice for a change – it really didn’t happen very often. I mostly had to force myself to not think about Sean and what I’d done to him – but since I’d met Celeste here last week I had to admit that my quiet moments had actually been spent thinking about her – what she was doing – why she came to see Ellis – what made her tick… Shit – I was in all kinds of trouble now – I was falling – for her…

James... All Kinds of Trouble... Out Now!

 I picked up my mobile phone and pressed the favourites key.

The phone took a while to answer and I bit my lip as I checked the time on the dashboard. Damn, it was way after ten o’clock. James might be busy…
He eventually answered, “What have you done this time?” came his sleepy voice.
I pinched the bridge of my nose between my finger and thumb and closed my eyes, “Remember Savannah?”
He yawned, “The tutor?”
I rubbed my eyes, “Yeah, I think I upset her.” I told him about the date from asking her out to right up until she ran away from me.
“Well, it’s obvious, isn’t it?” he asked.
Not to me it wasn’t, “Is it?” I asked, “If it’s obvious to you then please tell me what I’ve done wrong because I’m clueless, dude.”

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She stared at me. She really didn’t get it, did she?
How could she not realise how I felt about her? How could she believe that what we had together wasn’t the most perfect thing in the world? How could she think so little of me that she thought I considered her a plaything? A toy to be discarded once a shiny new one came along?

I didn’t know what was going on with Lydia but she was definitely lying to me. She felt the same way as I did – I could see it in her eyes. She was in as much pain as I was being separated from me as I was from her. So why was she pretending otherwise?

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Thursday, 19 February 2015

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Suddenly a very familiar roar filled my ears. I stopped what I was doing, my heartbeat quickening and a feeling in my belly that wouldn’t go away. I just knew it was him this time… I didn’t know why he’d left or whom he’d been with and I didn’t really want to know and neither did I care anymore… that engine was definitely his… He was back now and that was all that mattered.

Just as I knew he would, he pulled into the driveway and almost immediately disappeared into the house. Damn he looked hot – even from this distance. I absolutely loved it when he turned up wearing his bike leathers. I swear – if we ever got together (fat chance of that, I know) I’d have him wear them on dates…

“Go and set the table, Toby.”

He rolled his eyes, “Can’t we just sit around with trays on our laps like a normal family?” he complained.
I chuckled, “No – I want us all around the table – Tate’s going to be here soon – he’s gone to see Maddie – and Will’s gonna be here soon, too. Sit him opposite Tom.”
Toby sniggered, “Sure – maybe they’ll play footsie under the table.”
Trey about choked on his drink. I frowned at the pair of them, “What are you two on about?” I asked.
Toby looked at Trey in alarm and then he looked back to me. His jaw was slack and he looked like he’d been totally caught out.
“What?” I asked, sensing that they totally knew something I didn’t, “What’s the matter?”
He frowned at me, “You really don’t know?” he asked.
I looked back at him wondering what the hell he was on about, “I don’t know what?” Seriously, what the hell?
“Tom,” he said, “he’s gay. He’s fancied Will from the first moment he ever laid eyes on him…”
My jaw about hit the worktop. I was absolutely gobsmacked. Well, no – not totally gobsmacked that he was gay – I’d had an inkling that Tom wasn’t quite as straight as the rest of us for years, but I had no idea he had the hots for my best friend… “How do you know that?” I asked him incredulously.
Trey and Toby both rolled their eyes simultaneously, “How did you not know?” they asked in unison.

I frowned, “You two still get on okay, don’t you?” I asked, trying my hardest to look worried and not to laugh at his expression, “I mean – I know he’s not the chatterbox he used to be around you…”
Will coloured up so much it seemed almost cruel to not let him in on the secret that we all totally knew he and Tom had wanted to get it on for years and we were giving them the green light tonight…
Trey had been singing, “Tonight’s the night,” by Rod Stewart all week whenever it had just been the three of us. He was the most excited out of all of us for Tom – but he absolutely idolized him, so I guess it was all good.
I sometimes wondered about Trey – I had a good idea that he was straight – but it wouldn’t ever surprise me if he brought a guy home sometime, instead. He was so accepting. I loved him for that.

Toby wasn’t unaccepting – he was just totally different. He’d never had a girlfriend. He was just in love with Robyn Reece. An actress. Yeah, I know – never gonna happen…

 There was only one woman for me and had been since I’d first laid eyes on her five years ago in the Princess and The Frog on Mars. It was a kids TV productions and she was the princess. I’ll grant you I was only thirteen at the time and therefore I suppose I have to acknowledge that it was nothing more than a crush – but now I knew it. I was in love with Robyn Reece. She was absolutely perfect. She was the same age as me – and into the same things (I knew this because I followed her on Instagram, Twitter and Facebook – obsessed? You betcha…) and I was (not so secretly) secretly in love with her.

The fact that she was now a famous actress and so far out of my league really should have made me take a reality check – but I’m Toby Fletcher – and reality checks just don’t register with me. I blame it on my upbringing…

 I shook her hand and I was a little alarmed to find that I was really kind of taken with her.

I was totally used to calling the shots. Women fell at my feet – not the other way around. What the hell was going on here?
I took my pint off the bar where I’d set it down and took a sip. I nodded approvingly – the girl could totally keep beer.
She was smiling at me with one eyebrow raised, “Good, huh?” she asked, amusement tingeing her tone.
I grinned back at her, “Yeah, very good.” I admitted, “So – do you ever, like, get a day off?” Oh my God – I was at it again. I really wanted to take her out on a date.
She cocked her head to one side, “Are you asking me out on a date?”
She was forthright too – a quality lacking in most of the girls I’d dated so far – they were all the same really – coy and giggly and wanting something from me I didn’t want to give them – my heart. This girl, however, didn’t seem to want anything from me except to talk and to get to know each other...