One Night || Bxb 5| The assignment

It felt like an eternity waiting for Eliot to show up.

The first hour of waiting was fine but for the last 30 minutes or so, I was pacing my apartment back and forth tidying up, trying to make sure it wasn’t messy.

Towards the end it wasn’t really messy but I needed to keep myself occupied in order to keep my thoughts straight. At least till Eliot would arrive.

It’s not like he hasn’t seen it before but I couldn’t help it. This boy makes me feel insane, it’s driving me nuts.

But that is exactly one more reason why I should stay away from him. It’s dangerous for me and it feels violently unhealthy.

I checked everywhere to try and find my phone. I was almost certain I had lost it since that always happens to me. I was starting to get scared as I stumbled around mindlessly, when I decided to feel my back pocket.

“Of course.” I thought aloud.

I pulled up my phone from my back pocket of my pants, checking if by any chance Eliot had texted me. But all I saw was a text message from Matthew.

Mat❤️: Now don’t get pregnant please.

Mat❤️: We can’t afford that.

I didn’t reply for pretty obvious reasons. I honestly shouldn’t even have told him about Eliot coming over to work on the project. It’s just more of a reason for him to bully me.

I was about to put my phone back in my pocket, it vibrated from a notification. I quickly pulled my phone back up to my face. I was kind of expecting it to be Mat again, but to my surprise it wasn’t.

Eliot🤡: I’m on my way but I’ll be five minutes delayed.

Of course I put his name with a clown emoji, how couldn’t I. It was either that or I would’ve named him ‘pain in the was’ but that felt too long and I already know that I would forget who it was after a while since a lot of people seem to wanna be a pain in my ass.

I wasn’t sure on what to reply so all I sent was a thumbs up. In the very moment I sent a thumbs up, I realized I’m turning into every dad on earth.

Waiting pains me. I wouldn’t usually cosider myself impatient but right now I feel nothing but that.

Trying to figure out what to do, I kept cycling around my apartment again, picking up a random item just to place it a few millimetres further from the original spot, as if I hadn’t done it at least twenty times before.

My thoughts kept spiraling around the same topics over and over again but one thought kept reappearing, sticking out from the rest of my overwhelming thinking.

What should I do when I open the door… what do I even say?

I know it’s dumb but I’ll do anything to make this day less stressful and weird. I know myself far too well to expect this to be more awkward than it should be.

I stood up and made my way over to my door to pretend Eliot was out there and I had to greet him. No judgment is allowed.

I put my hand out and acted as if I was opening my front door for Eliot. “Hi! Great to see you!”

No, it’s not great to see him! My voice cracked in out of nervousness as a practiced my welcoming line.

I physically shook my hands hoping my social incompetence would wear off.

I took a step back and repeated the steps exactly as I did before.

“Hi! Fuck you!” See that’s closer but the way I said it made me sound like a 3 year old who’s mad at his parents.

I was getting stressed at this point. I felt restless and confused. One boy… one boy managed to make me act like this. It’s almost uncomfortable how little control I feel of my own body when I have to do anything in regard to Eliot.

Wanting to get some air, since I was already at the door, I opened it shaking my head as if that would help me calm down.

When I looked up, I was met by a pair of dark brown eyes looking directly at me.

Of course it was none other than Eliot. How convenient.

When he locked eyes with mine, his face once again lit up with that awfully bright smile of his.

I couldn’t get any words out, even though I had just been practicing for the last five minutes. All I could do was put my hand up in the air as a wave at him, even though he was so close to me that I could smell his perfume from here. Which, might I add, smelled extremely nice. It had hints of wood mixed with a light lavender scent.

I had smelled it on him the first time we met, but it was stronger now.

When I eventually got my eyes off his, I realised he was wearing glasses. I wasn’t really expecting that from him.

He is a lucky guy though, since they don’t, in any way take away from his attractiveness. Although they do make him appear cuter… a little too cute for my safety.

I’m thankful that I can’t see my own face cause I can’t even imagine how red my face is right now.

He leaned his head to the side and let out a chuckle. “Can I come in?” He then said softly, making my heart pound faster than ever before.

“Oh- yeah.” I opened the door back up and being the gentleman I am, I let Eliot walk in before me.

As he walked in, I took my chance to get a look at him. He was wearing a white T-shirt that seemed to be a few sizes too big for him, seeing how it falls down pretty far on his thighs.

For pants he was wearing a pair of black sweatpants. He was dressed like he was ready to go to bed but somehow that made my little, to no control over my body way worse.

“I already prepared some lyrics.” Eliot said, pulling me away from my thoughts.

He sat himself down on my couch as if he knew the apartment… well I guess he does.

“Feel free to approve of them first.” He then added.

He pulled out his notebook and crossed his legs, leaning back on the couch.

Words weren’t words anymore and it didn’t matter how much I tried drifting my thoughts towards anything other than Eliot, they wouldn’t go away.

As soon as Eliot sat himself on my couch, I got a clear image of what happened the night he was here. I really don’t know what’s happening to me. It’s like I can’t help it.

It felt like flashes of images in my head. As I look at his lips I see him and I making out on the couch. When I looked down at his shirt I would see clear images of his bare chest…

Eliot stood up again and waved his hands in front of my face. “Samuel?” He said putting his hands back down.

He started laughing. His laugh felt comforting in a way. The comfort probably comes from his soothing voice and the immediate smell of his perfume that flowed in the air wherever he walked.

I got back to my senses and shook my head in disbelief of myself.

“Sorry-” I was about to talk when Eliot got to it first.

“I would never mind you drooling over me, but we have an assignment to finish.” He was laughing out of accomplishment, making me flustered… well more than I already was before.