Being rejected feels bad. Constantly being rejected is even worse. That’s why I was scared shit asking if Alex liked guys, but I did so anyway. I mean the last guy I asked stopped talking to me so what could go wrong... Ha... Anyways, I sent Alex a text message at night. The message was short and simple (I didn’t want to appear rambly):
Kevin: Alex, do you like guys?
And I waited... He never replied (turns out he sleeps early, like before 12 am early). The next day, I anticipated his reaction – nothing. But then, he said hey, I got a notification. Some people asked what it was and then it hit me... S. H. I. T.
I. I really
T. Fucked up this time
Yeah... the notification was my text from last night. Eager to not let the whole class know about my feelings for Alex, I lept out of my chair, clambered over my desk and lunged – lunged – at his phone. Grabbing his arm, I said Alex... I... I d-don’t think this is -. Nope. Now everyone’s suspicious. “Alex, what’s on your phone?” Oh, he just asked me if I was gay. Well... S. H. I. T.
T. Is now over
He texted something back and told me to hey Kevin, check your phone.
Yo, we gotta delete that Kevin. I took that as a yes.
hullo. going through my old messages really messed me up. i think some of them are cute. maybe i should put some up here...