Mathew:
I bolted off the field and tore through the change rooms, trying desperately to catch Julian. He couldn't have gone far, yet he was nowhere to be seen. He'd probably wasted no time in getting into his car and driving home, at least I hoped he was driving home. I would get changed and head there. I made my way back into the change room to my gear. By now I'd had a chance to breathe and think, I decided to send him a text, but I didn't know what to say. I sat staring at my phone for what felt like forever. Nothing came to me. Maybe it would be better to chat face to face, to see his expressions, and hear the tone of his tone of voice instead of sending a hasty and risky message. Heaven forbid I confessed my feeling to him and he had merely been upset over stepping on gum in his nice shoes.
Throwing the phone back into my bag I headed for the showers. If he had been disappointed because he saw me kissing someone else and things went well when I found him, I didn't want him running his hands through my hair and finding grass in it or kissing my neck and tasting dirt. Just the thought of his plush full on my neck had me biting my lip and imagining all the incredible things that would follow. I showered, dried myself and dressed quickly; checking myself in the mirror as I walked out. I took a deep breath.
The short drive to Julian and Luke's house mainly consisted of me telling myself 'you got this' repeatedly and trying to pump myself up. By the time I arrived I had managed to work up a strong bravado. Before I knew it I was at the door, heart in my throat, determined. I knocked confidently and waited. With each second I could hear my blood pumping louder and louder in my ears. Luke opened the door and looked at me quizzically, his head cocked to one side.
"Wasn't expecting you this evening, thought you might be off celebrating with that cute little cheerleader." He gave a cheeky smile and leaned against the door frame.
"No, NO!" was all I managed to get out. Ordinarily Luke's brotherly teasing would have me rolling my eyes and laughing with him but now it was just disheartening. If that's what things had appeared to Luke, it can't have looked much different to Julian standing next to him. Luke stepped back, allowing my access to the apartment.
"You coming in then? I just put a frozen lasagne in the oven, there's plenty." He offered.
"Actually, I wanted to see Julian" Luke raised his eyebrow quizzically and replied.
"You just missed him; he was heading out when I got home"
"Oh." was all I could muster but my face must have shown the severity of my disappointment. I didn't have a backup plan. I'd psyched myself up and now I was at a loss.
"He was going to Lady Adelaides, it's only a few blocks away..." Luke volunteered. My eyes lit up and I started backing away, the smile returning to my face. The plan was back on.
