But that's not what you're reading this for, is it? You are all dying to know more about a boy. And, trust me, I am dying to tell you.
So....I went back to Michael's apartment the other night, like I said I was going to. Soon after I got there, Allison (his friend from the night before) was there. She's very cool. We all sort of sat around and didn't do much of anything, but we had a good time. I guess there was stuff on TV we were watching, but unless it was HGTV all night I honestly don't remember what it was -- so I'm guessing if there was more than HGTV stuff it wasn't all that entertaining.
I'll tell you what I do remember though: at one point in the night, Allison and he were getting ready to go out on the balcony and smoke, and all of a sudden, quite randomly, he kissed me. Just a kiss on the lips, but it was still really, really nice. I know, I know, I'm lame. Whatever.So, following that, Michael and I went to bed, cuddled, and slept.
In the morning, we both got ready for our days and went our separate ways, he to school and I to Brendan's. He kissed me again in the parking lot which was totally cool (especially since I'm so used to the Pennsylvania atmosphere where man-on-man PDA is a strict no-no unless you want "FAG" spray painted on the side of your car). I won't lie, I may have stopped breathing for a second at that point. Maybe.
At the end of the day we talked, and I ended up going -- surprise! -- to Michael's apartment. He and I watched
Monster House and I drank -- because he doesn't like rum, and he was surprisingly and sweetly not annoyed with me being seriously tipsy (I'm a lightweight, I hate it). When we went to bed, I was totally obnoxious and couldn't shut up, so eventually I rolled over so I wouldn't see him and might fool myself into thinking I was alone and had no one to talk to. That worked, though when I woke up later in the night I was spooning with him, so I guess that started at some point.So, this morning, we parted ways with a long hug and a kiss that -- I think -- he may have been aiming for my cheek and I was aiming for his lips. Whoops.
I'm expecting two things tonight: 1) I will not be able to sleep tonight -- alone, in my bed -- having just spent most of the past week sleeping with him in his.
2) Our little romantic and super fun fling is most likely at a close. I'm okay with that, I'm mostly glad it happened at all. I mean, if more is meant to happen, it will, right? So we'll see.
I know that he'll be at XS on Thursday, but following that I don't know when I'll see him again.
(Michael wanted me to put pictures of him up, so I got one off his Myspace.)
PS Forever ago was the last time I did this:
And I was only PG-13 then!! I'm growing up! :P
