fantasies

“if you leave him, what happens?." Criss asked me.

“What does that mean?." I asked him.

“You're important. He needs you."

“Not really, he has tons of personal assistants."

“Then why are you always with him?."

“Because we're friends... Are you going to give me a lift or are you just going to keep on asking me questions."

He sighed and shook his head.

“Just when I thought we were finally having a great conversation."

“I should have choked you with that plastic bag when I was nine." I told him and he chuckled.

“You know, you were the nastiest kid I ever met." Criss said.

I rolled my eyes at him.

“It was a disappointment when you never showed up again." He sounded wistful.

“I didn't know you waited for me to come around again, you should have just told my mum. I'm sure she would have brought me along on one of Gabriel's evening lessons."

He held the door open and he took my luggages from me.

" Trust me I didn't want you to come back but it was refreshing to meet someone that was my age."