He’s that boy, for me at least. He’s the one I knew I’d never have and I always wondered what it’d be like if I did.
He’s beautiful. Completely. He’s pretty in that Instagram, bartending-in-only-underwear way, and every detail is perfect. The first time I met him was nearly a year ago. He was behind the bar making drinks for the crowd around him and I watched him for a moment. I remember wondering to myself what kind of crazy perfect person I would have to be able to get next to the likes of him.
He is a very talented musician who is already well on his way to success – and hell bent on it. He’s that kind of million-twidder-followers popular. He knows every gay in the city (and I mean every single one), and most gays in other cities.
The second time I met him was at his house (no, it’s not what you’re thinking). I was with a friend who works with him at the club during a small gathering. I casually asked him about his music and we ended up sitting on a couch chatting for awhile. When I gave an awkward look he smiled and asked, “What?”
“I was just thinking about asking you to play for me. I mean I don’t expect you to but…”
He interrupted me and said, “Sure, I’ll play for you.”
As I stepped through the doorway into his room I still had that thought of him in the back of my mind. “I wonder what it would be like to kiss someone that beautiful…” (Not that I ever would…)
He pulled out a black guitar and while he played the voice that came from him fit perfectly – it was beautiful. He then showed me around, talking me through various recording equipment and discussing his plans to add more. He sat down in front of a keyboard and toyed around with it for a moment. I had my phone in my hand and took a picture of him playing. He smiled and said, “What’s that?”
“I want to remember this, and I sort of take photos everywhere I go.” He smiled and continued to play, pausing briefly to pull me towards him and wrap my arms around his chest. I could feel the sound of his voice moving from his body into mine as he sang. My whole upper body vibrated to the sound of his voice and I’m pretty sure I was trembling a bit. Still playing, he turned and looked at me.
Then, he kissed me.