Knowing you

I walk the same way every day because to get on the bus that takes me from my part-time job to my home I have to walk four blocks and this happens because my home is in a place far away and out of the way of the region that I am.

In general I follow my life very normally, I have two parents who love me and accept that I am gay, two best friends who make me disappear with the boredom of my life, because their craziness makes anyone cry. As any ordinary person I suffered a little, an example was when I discovered my demisexuality, I saw my friends in adolescence saying that they fell in love at first sight or that they had a first date and soon decided to kiss. With me the situation was more complicated, I have to know the person very well in order to feel something like love for the person, but the worst thing for me was when I talked to the person for a long time, explained to him/her that I didn't feel at that moment I wasn't in love with anyone and after that the person insisted on sending bad pickup line, an example that happened when I was a teenager is that online, I made friends with a boy, we talked a lot and our relationship over the months at least for me became almost best friends, the problem that happened is that he insisted too much, so much so that when I told him that I studied when I was a minor in religious schools, he sent shortly after that religious people are to get married, being that in previous messages I warned that I was not religious and after several pickup lines from him, I decided to block him.

Going back to the present day, for the last three days I've been feeling observed on the way to the bus, I've been trying to find out, because I've been feeling this. Until at the corner near the bus stop, I dropped my briefcase from my hand and when I got up, because I had to bend down to get the briefcase, I realized where the look that bothered me came from, there was a boy little bigger than me, he was with a big scarf around his neck and a jacket that looked comfortable, on his desk he had a book that from the distance I didn't recognize, but it was familiar to me.

I just realized that I had been staring at him for a long time, when I see my bus leaving the stop, now I was stuck there for an hour, I will take the opportunity to meet him.

I went into the cafe and ordered a large cup of hot chocolate and after the order was ready I picked him up and headed towards the place where the stranger was and I asked him

"May I sit here?"

He made a face of amazement that he didn't notice my presence there and then answered

"Yes, you can"

A few minutes passed and I spoke

"By any chance of fate, are you the person I've been observing lately?"

He was surprised by what he looked like, I don't think he thought I'd discovered it, his face blushed a little for the shame of being revealed what he was doing and then he replied in a low voice

"I happen to do that"

I got confused by the situation and asked

"Why did you start doing that?"

He answered while hiding his face lightly

"I thought you'd be someone interesting to talk to and I didn't know how to get to you"

I was a little surprised but soon realized that there was a chance that he was falling in love with me and that I didn't want to hurt him without even knowing him, so I told him calmly

"So we may be friends, but I'll let you know if you feel a passion for me that'll be tricky enough, because I'm demisexual"

He got his eyes wide-open and I sketched a little altered

"I am too and I was in the moment looking for your friendship, even more that you have likes like me books, so much so that I saw the first book about a history of kingdoms that you were reading, I had read it too soon and I found incredible to find another person who read this book"

I started laughing and I talked

"Calm down a bit, if not soon you'll get everyone's attention and good that writer is an incipient, but her works have interested me a lot"

He opened a big smile and said

"I wanted to find out how she can create characters that are so amazing"

I laughed low and talked

"If you want to meet her we can arrange a day for that"

His eyes almost jumped out of his face with the information and then he spoke stuttering

"B-But h-how do you k-know her?"

I smile and talk

"She's one of my best friends and she always uses me to test the quality of her stories, that happens because I work in a book publishing house"

He took a little more of his drink and in the meantime I said

"Pass me your number please, because then we can dial to meet her we can continue the conversation, because soon my bus will arrive"

He put the cup down and took a post it and a pen in his backpack, then they wrote the number and his name on it, he then said

"Here it is, I hope we can become friends"

After that we said goodbye and for two months we exchanged messages and met at the café, talked about everything a little bit, some examples of subjects are books, our childhood and adolescence, as was our day, among other varied and random conversations.

The meeting between my friend and him happened only three months after the first day we talked, because we were very entertained with our stories and conversations that we did not even remember the world around us.

I realized in the fourth month of our friendship a different feeling than I had before for him, I started to fall in love with him, because we always had a subject or something interesting to do, he did and makes me feel special and I will let everything happen naturally, because if we are to love each other it will be at the right time.

In the sixth month that we met for me at least it was confirmed, I was madly in love with him and one day in the cafeteria while we were talking a very handsome man came out of nowhere and he passed his number. I never felt so jealous of any boy as I did in that instant, at that moment my only desire was to beat him, even though I was a good one less than him. But the mood brightened up when he started laughing and said

"My God, how can he be so confident that he's just gonna come in here and give up his number without even saying his name and have anyone at his feet, that guy seems like the typical schoolboy."

I agreed with him and felt relieved, as if a weight the size of a piano had come out of my heart. From that moment on I decided that I could no longer hide my feelings, so I asked my best friend to write a short book with our story and that in the end she had written "do you want to date me?" and a ring written " I feel something just for you", to complete the surprise I booked the coffee for a month from now.

The seventh month we met quickly arrived and the first weekend of that month I asked him to meet me in the cafeteria, there I had left everything organized on the table that we always used in it had a bouquet of roses, the book and a cup of his favorite coffee.

That day he confirmed with me that he was supposed to be there at ten o'clock and I stated that it was, at that moment I was putting the last touches on what was needed for the order and when the time was coming, I hid in a place that could watch what was happening in the place he was going to stay.

When the clock struck ten hours I received a message from him saying that the place was closed, I soon answered that it was not and that he should sit at the usual table, he did in a short time what I said.

I kept seeing his expressions from afar, the first one was surprising what was there, the second was emotional because he had started reading the book, when I realized that he was on the last page, so I came out of my hiding place and prepared myself with the ring, soon I saw tears falling from his eyes and when he saw me kneeling with the ring he smiled in the middle of the tears and I said

"You want to be my boyfriend?"

He threw himself on me and by his size a little bigger than mine, made me fall on my ass and he said excitedly

"Of course I want to! I was planning on ordering for you already, but you were faster"

As soon as I saw his face in a fight I kissed him and said

"I love you"

He looked at me and smiled again and said

"I love you too"

After that I put the ring on him, we put things together from there and then we decided to go to his house to make lunch, we left there holding hands and a smile on our face, so our courtship began.