Don't read if you hate all that romance rubbish...
I feel so bubbly and tingly, like a bathful of disolving painkillers or something. Ah, love.... Ryan's fine. Picked him up from hospital with his friend Pete (the guy I love..tell you in a min). The doctors say everything's cool just that he has to rest and stay away from rhubarb! Anyways, we decided to just sit around the apartment, nice quiet night in, the three of us, Frank was in bed,sleeping off his uber hangover... Anyway, Ryan got tired and went to bed around midnight leaving Pete and I alone. Having had a few jack n' cokes, I decided it was time to tell Pete exactly what I think about him. I got all schmusshy and stuff and explained how I think about him and dream about him (yup, it was that schmusshy)...then I started rambling and crying and saying how I understand that he doesn't want me because of his soul girl and he stopped me by kissing me..it just felt so good and then he told me how sorry he was for not telling me this before but he said he thinks he loves me more everytime he sees me. Horrible schmusshy romantic comedy bs so I won't continue by telling you what other rubbish we said, in fact I can't believe I wrote this much of the convo down! This schmush is so unlike me but you've gotta understand, Pete's been on my mind for a long long time and I never really mentioned or spoke about him to anybody, just because.
We spent the rest of the night lying on the floor eating ice cream and listening to music, just chilling. He smelt so good and I almost started crying again because I knew that this probably would never happen again, there would never be a moment in my life as perfect as this and it hurt, but i also realised i had to relish it, so my big cheesy grin didn't fade at all.
He left around 7ish in the morning, had to go to work. I told Ryan all about it when he woke up and he was all like, " finally, thank god! I always felt the tension between you two, now it's over!" Then he hugged me and called in his work sick because I'd forgotten to do it the night before in my happy happy little state!
I worried all day though that it had all been a dream, that maybe he was even more drunk than I thought he was but it was cool because when I got home Frank was sitting with this huge basket with a big watermelon in it and he simply said, listen to this, and played me our answerphone messages. They were from Pete of course. The watermelon? Well watermelon is one of my biggest addictions, I love the stuff more than anything and so rather than buy me chocolate, he bought me what I love. Make sense. Romantically disgusting enough for ya. Yeah, thought so...
Oh yeah, I almost forgot, despite Ry being told to take it easy, he's gone and booked himself another gig and oh yeah, he forgot to tell me that he was including me in on this one! He wants me to sing with him and play the occasional instrument. Mmm..I dunno still, I mean brother/sister twin stuff is still cheesy but you know, I feel like doing it. Not because it's a brother/sister thing but I feel like now I'm ready to sing to people and play music and just do what I feel like doing. Before I felt so insecure but now...it's so weird, I don't know this person. Ry says I've been extraordinarily pleasant. That doesn't sound nice. Doesn't make me sound good at all, oh well.