e is for elliot
BY andrew lips
As he opened his door. "Just give me five minutes and then i'll go" when in my mind what I really was saying was "you'll miss me so much, please make me stay for three whole weeks, maybe more" I forgot just how much I missed Elliot and how cute he looked. We walked down the hall, passing other students in the flat. Oh look! There's Joe! "Hello Joe!" i screamed. He giggled and waved avoiding eye contact. We went into his small bedroom, very small, very student-like. "How appropriate of him" I thought to myself. He sat on his green bed and I sat on an old wooden chair. "Padda only ever said three things to me". (Padda was E's only lover. He left after six months of romance, tears, fights and laughter. Sssh, ssh! Back to the story!) He pulled out a wrinkled piece of paper:
1) I love you and would like to have sex with you
Elliot took great pride in this. It was the first time i've seen him smile since I walked through the door. Neither of us said anything on it. I think I was slightly embarrassed.
2) Take me around England
So Elliot did. He drove Padda around and about with no place in particular to see. I think Padda had in his mind great sights and sounds. Unfortunately, this was England and Padda needed a reality check.
3) I have a dentist appointment this Friday.
It's always good to know when someone is having a check up, don't you think?
What to say, what to do? laugh? pretend you didn't hear it?
Joe walked in perfectly in time.
"So how is everyone today?". "I'm just great" I replied immediately. As if never wanting an awkward second of silence to ever occur again in my life.
Carole King was playing in the background
This was getting weird.
Shall I describe Elliot for you?
Elliot wasn't that beautiful, more cute. A little geekish too, which can always be quite sweet. He was a romantic, a soft sweet boy. More than anything else I think that is what really appealed to me: The fact he loved. I really wanted to suck his dick. But did he like me?
I knew we would be sharing the bed that night. Would I still be here in three weeks? In four months? Christmas with Joe and Elliot? Friends or Lovers? Just fuck buddys?
Well needless to say I suddenly felt very tired. We went to bed at 7:30 that evening.
When I awoke the next morning I would know the answer.
