A week had passed of texting each other none stop, I had even resorted to texting him in class. Starting to loose count of how many times my phone has been taken off me this week by angry teachers noticing my head facing my phone screen rather than their faces, I had become rather fond of him.

I was now in my last period of the day as I finished early today because of summer vacation. I Counted down the seconds before I was free to do whatever I wanted for the next 10 weeks.

Our constant texting was starting to become very tedious, for my friends, especially teachers and parents (even though they had no idea why the sudden attachment to my phone. Over the last week, our conversation have gone from innocent flirting to slightly inappropriate innuendos, to exchanging suggestive photos. He has also taught me everything I could possibly need to know about rugby and promised that he would take me to a game, we have also had very long discussions about that age gap which doesn't seem to phase him, as long as I'm cool with it.

One of our main topics was how i discovered I was gay, and he explained his theory on how he's straight but finds some guys attractive. I felt like the more we text, the more I fell for him.

The bell went, and everybody in class threw their books at the teachers desk and charged out the classroom door. As tradition, I met up with my friends to go to McDonald's for the last day of term. Of course the line was out the door and inside was chaotic, but I didn't care I had pretty much eaten salad for the past 6 months and I was starting to feel like I was morphing into a rodent.

After having ordered I sat down and began to eat my fries. I wish I could have enjoyed the salty crisp taste of the fries but my mind was somewhat diseased, as usual.

When I arrived home, I didn't feel like going out that night, so I climbed into the shower in and decided I was having a night in. The hot water burned at my skin, I didn't care though, it was relaxing me. After I had finished, I dried wrapped the towel around my waste and jumped into my bed to check my phone. It was 11pm! , How did time go so fast! I was about to climb into bed but something stopped me in my tracks.

Adam: Hey, do you know we have been texting for a while?

I quickly replied.

Me: Yeah?

Adam: Well I was wondering if at any point, we were going to meet again?

My heart quickened, he really was interested in me.

Me: You mean like a date..?

Adam: I guess, I mean would you want to? I'm not really sure how you ask a dude out?

Every part of me was now numb.

Me: Exactly like that, I would love to.

Adam: Thank god, I don't know what I would have done if I got rejected then.

Me: Is it even possible for you to experience rejection?

I imagined him chucking to himself.

Adam: Your right I don't have much experience in that area. I'm pretty hard to turn down.

Me: You sure are. Anyway, I'm like really tired and without sleep I look a state, not that sleep would help me anyway, I'm fucked. Night x

Just as I was about to turn off my phone, he replied.

Adam: Well wake up early tomorrow for our 'date'. I'll meet you at station at 4 and the with or without sleep your still cute as fuck. Night x

I didn't feel the need to reply. I replayed the nights messages in my head and I slowly fell into a deep sleep and slipped into dream world.