The cab ride from the station to this little suburb was a lot shorter than I expected. Compared to the train ride that is. Spending three nights on two trains was not my ideal way to travel. But this is the life of a broke college kid.
Before he graduated my best friend Ryan said for spring break I should come to his house. He was one year older than me and in all honesty my hugest crush. I was in college now. I was 21 years old. I shouldn't have a crush. Especially on a guy. My dad would kill me if he knew I was gay. But I couldn't help it. Bryan was so cute and small even though he was older than me.
After the multiple rides on public transportation and then squeezing my 6'9 ass into a little cab I was ready for a shower and some sleep. Bryan said I could just come right in and the door was never locked, His neighborhood was very safe and everyone knew each other. The cab dropped me off in front of a cute blue house. It perfectly fit Bryan.
He was no more than 6'2 had light blue streaks in his blond hair and always seemed really at home. And it rubbed off on me in the years we had known each other. After tutoring me in physics we became friends and started to hang out outside of school. I was happy for the company. Being a jock doesn't always mean you're good at making friends.
I was about to reach for his door knob when I stopped myself . It was something I had thought about a lot. Could I stay with Bryan and control the way I feel about him? I hadn't confirmed if he was gay or not. I didn't think so since there was always a new girl he was with. I sighed deeply and scorned myself. It was two weeks. I could keep my feelings at bay for that long. I think.
