#jamar

Anyway I listen to his annoying drama, because I'm nice. Anyway, hw knows I'm going to be there in November. .he wants to hang out. Okay. But he also keeps talking about how he wants to visit the PNW, since he's never been before. Okay?

So I'm like okay. If you come here I'll tour guide you around..but he's talking like he wants me to pay for his trip here?? And I just keep thinking to myself WTF??? Like I'm not an ATM. I'm not the bank of Nicole...I'm not someone's sugar momma.

“Hey Jamar..?” His voice was soft but not like his normal tone, it was almost sounded afraid. I turned my head to face him, my bedside lamp making it appear as if a heavenly glow surrounded him. I found my voice,” Yeah?”

He looked at me and a smile stretched across his face and instinctively one began to form on mine as well. “Do you ever..Umm I don’t know how to say this,” he stumbled over his words and his flustered voice was some what adorable, “Do you ever you know like have a crush on someone but you don’t know if they feel the same? Like how do you find out? I mean..I don’t know.”

Was it Me? Maybe it was me. Is it possible he liked me? No, no I told myself he just thinks of me as a friend. He would never feel the same. Surely I would have been able to tell. I cleared my throat hoping he didn’t notice my pause, “Yeah I understand. If your asking for my opinion I’d just maybe try to hold their hand. Ask them to go to the movies and just see. Simple but sweet. I mean if they didn’t like you back they’d really be missing out. Because you..you’re amazing..” I found my eyes avoiding his and I felt heat rising up my neck. Oh gosh that gave it all away.

“Okay then..” the sudden confidence in his voice contrasting greatly from the anxious mumbling before and I felt myself suck in my breath.

Suddenly I watched as his hand as it found uts way to mine and as he interlaced our fingers together I felt my heart pound like it never had before.

“You wanna go to the movies later tonight? My treat of course.” His voice was strong but I could hear the uncertainty in it as well.

My eyes went up from our hands laced together for the first time to his face, all I could do was smile like an idiot and I knew he could tell why. I squeezed his hand tight and gathered my voice the best I can.

“Can we get some popcorn?” I asked my voice shaking my face burning with I don’t know what.

All of a sudden I felt my nerves go away as he laughed his goofy laughed and said, “Only if we can share?”