BRYANAfter a few weeks, I'm practically an occupant of the Royalty Complex. I have a few important things at Mike's. Trekking 5 minutes to walk every day and taking a 45 minute drive are definitely not the same. The latter works for me.I'm making my way to the elevator, I'm going out for beer, I decided it had been long since I drank, and I wanted to use the opportunity to catch up with a few friends from the hospital.The elevator opens to Elevator girl, she's holding a bottle of wine.“Hi, it's you, again” She says in excitement, I'm not sure the excitement is as a result of her seeing me though, so I ask her.“Something exciting happen?”She seems surprised that I'm talking to her, but she's answers happily anyways.“Yes actually, promotion at work” She says, smiling. And her smile is beautiful. I can explain what she does to me, how she makes me feel. But I like it, and suddenly, catching up with friends isn't even nearly as appealing as spending even the fraction of a minute w
DIANAHis presence is oddly comforting, it's enough, it feels safe, it feels happy and it finally feels like what I've craved all these years. Our conversations are not forced, there is no silent moment, unless we're both giving our undivided attention to the TV, or staring at each other, smiling.No one has made me feel this way in a long while, especially in such a short time, and I'm trying hard not to make it obvious that I haven't felt this way in a while.When we're done with the last episode for the first season, we realize it's past 11.“It's past 11” He says with a hint of disappointment in his voice.“That it is, we could do this again?” I ask, standing up, I don't even know why I asked that.Please don't find me embarrassingPlease don't find me embarrassingPlease don't find me embarrassing“We should, we definitely should”. He says, laughing.Phew.“Alright, Bye?” I ask, making my way for the door.“Bye, D” There's a pause before the D, and his facial expression is to rem
BRYANAfter Lynn leaves the apartment, I'm left disconcerted, confused. I might understand where she's coming from, but I thought we both knew this was undefined, since we clearly didn't define it. It breaks me that I hurt her, but I know better than to follow her out, so I let Lynn go, and I head back to Mike's.Few hours later after I'm freshened up and out of my head with my thoughts, Mike walks in.He flashes me a look of uncertainty, noticing my displeasing mood.“Heyyy man, you good?” He asks in concern, sitting on the couch across from me.“I think I messed things up with new girl”“Who? Diana, pretty chick?”“Yh man don't rub it in”“What happened?”So I explain everything, how she called me her boyfriend, and how she was hurt I didn't think we were ever anything closer than friends.After what feels like a sad silent 2 seconds, Mike bursts out in laughter. God I need new friends.“But you kinda led her on man, you've never spent that much time with anyone, hell with me”“Lo
DIANAThe past few days haven't exactly been great, considering how perfect they seemed prior to that. I miss Bryan. And I'm always tempted to answer his calls and reply his text, but Lynn made me swear not to, unless he meets me in person to apologize, and I sincerely don't see that happening. So I'm beginning to live with the fact that I don't get to have anything with Bryan anymore.It's funny, how we used to run into each other coincidentally when we were still close, in the elevator, on the roof, even in the lobby. But ever since things went south, I haven't run into him even once, I haven't even set my eyes on him, I can't tell if he moved back to his apartment, or if he's avoiding me. I always hoped it was the latter.I'm at work when a call is put through to me about something delivered to my office, so I signal to let it in.When the package arrives, I'm stunned. They are flowers. Big, beautiful, nicely scented flowers. There's a note on it, so I read it:_A letter can be as
BRYANI drag her up from her seat and pull her close to me. My hands are on her waist, just above her hips and her hands are gripping my arms tightly. She's nervous. It's the first time we've ever been so close, except from the time at one of our dates to the zoo, when she jumped on me on impulse from the scare of seeing a monkey.Now, it feels real, it's defined, it's consented. “Bad time for a first kiss?” I ask, smirking. Of course it's not a bad time, I just said that for humor, and of course, to sound cool.“I wouldn't know, I've never really...”I don't wait for her to finish her sentence, I brush my lips over hers, softly, seeking approval to proceed. She gasps in surprise but parts her lips in approval, and I welcome them with mine. heat rises from my stomach to my head, her scent hypnotizing.The kiss says all the things I haven't been able to say to her, all the things I might never be able to say to her. It's not demanding, it's passionate, yet soft and gentle. It washes
DIANAHe leans in and kisses me softly on the lips. It's brief and subtle, but it still sends shivers right through me.“You... you look... Stunning.” He stutters few times before gathering his words.I take a few seconds to scrutinize him. His hair, still that same deep shade of brown matching his eyes, he's in a white, long sleeved, collared shirt, sleeves rolled up to his elbow, and the first four buttons left undone. All these seemingly little features, complimenting his build.“Thank you.” I say, smiling genuinely, at both his compliment and his looks, “You look... a lot.” I add in a chuckle.“A lot?” He asks, his face tilted to the right, an inquisitive smile forming on his face.“It's the good kind of a lot... A lot of handsome.” I clarify in a grin.He laughs, “Shall we?” He asks, his arms curved for me to put mine in.“We shall.” I respond in a bright smile.********The Mexican restaurant is amazing, right from what the view looks like from the outside, you could already tel
BRYANIt's 5:44am and the only glow in my room is from the screen of my phone, as it lights up from a text,_17th of next month, 2pm, Family house. Try to be there Bryan, Dad doesn't want excuses because of ‘work’. See you there._It's the text from Kel containing details for the meeting Dad has called for whatever god-damned reason.Once it's family, I hate to talk about it, don't get me wrong, it's not enmity or anything, but with them, my words never hold value. I like to think that ironic, considering I'm the first born, and first son, but I'm barely allowed to air my opinions.They consider me rebellious because I followed my dreams to becoming a Surgeon, instead of joining in the ‘Family business’. Which is why Kel's opinions are held in higher regard.I take a frustrated breath and pull the sheets back over my head, but my bladder forces me to the bathroom.An hour later, I take instant coffee and half a burrito left over from the takeaways I got from the Mexican restaurant and
DIANABryan's house is unlike anything I've ever seen, from the open door to the wide hallway, the walls of the hallway, filled with photographs of children, obviously not his. The hallway opens up to a living room by the left, and a kitchen, much bigger than my own living room, by the right. The living room has a beautiful fireplace, expensive drapes and furnitures, and a formal dining room by the corner. The house is beautifully decorated with some bright flowers, it smells amazing, and there are few scented candles here and there.“It's quite a place you've got here Bryan.” I say, slowly spinning to take in the view of the house.I never got to see a home like this, let alone live in it, it looks like one of those homes where the whole family stays in together and live happily together. This place could house an entire extended family. “Thanks, I got a few things for dinner, I'm cooking.” He says that smirking at me like he's trying to tell me he's very good at cooking. “Want