Niel

I began to drive to this certain bar my cousin asked me to come. He didn't bring his car so he wants me to pick him up. Oh Lord, if my parents knew of this, they will surely give me so much time of lecture that I never wanted to hear. For the past 6 years that I lived in America with my parents, they made it sure that I don't drink and go to bars and have bad habits. They made sure to make me safe and always healthy, i think? What am i? A kid? TSS. This is why I made myself look like a decent man to make them assure I will never do bad things and that I can go back here in England.

Well, there is a certain reason why I want to come back here. It's because I want to get back together with my best friend from childhood. If I changed so much, I'm sure he did too. I'm sure he's a hottie around here, and he's popular, i think. Of course, who would never fall in love to his kind-of-like person? When we were still together way back in the past, many girls and even guys confessed their feelings to him, but he never accepted any of it. He never tells the reason why he's rejecting so much of these blessings for him to have someone you love, but I know that he's just annoyed to every confession.

He's the serious type, but he's gentle and kind to everyone, that's why he's so popular. No one dares to fight him or bully him. Everyone respects him, and so do I. I respect him so much, and I adore him so much, not to mention I fell for him the first time he helped me clean the mess I've caused in the library. You'll know the past later or sooner, but I need to get out already and fetch my cousin at this bar I've made a stop.

I opened the door, as I entered the place, I felt disgusted already. The place is covered with smoke, many people making out, guy to guy, and girl to boy, yuck, can't they get a room? There are so many hotels around. There are lots of people using weed and etc; I know that this place is so bad, and that if my parents knew of this, I'm doomed. I need to find my cousin really fast. Where is he? I grabbed my phone from my pocket and dialed his number. After 3 rings, someone answered.

"Hello? Oh, it's you. Dear cousin, my beloved cousin who comes to his very adorable cousin. Hek Hek." I heard from the other side. I flinched when someone bumped at me. I didn't bother to look around, I just heard him say Sorry. I think he went to the men's room.

"Where are you, Kevin? I mean, I'm here already at the bar you told me to come. I can't find you." I told him back. The music's a bit loud and there are many crowds dancing around the dance floor.

"Oh, I saw you already cousin. Wait there. I'm coming." and it ended. Huff. This cousin of mine is such a bad ***. Why? When we are in America, he always forces me to come with him every time he goes out. My parents know he's a good guy and we always do some good things, but they didn't know the truth, he is such a bad guy if you ask me. He smokes weed, drink every night, goes to clubs, went to hotels and brought different girls every time he checked in. And he keeps me company so that I can watch him and be sure no one around will spot us. I know I shouldn't do this because it just means I approve with his routine. For the 6 years we lived in America, is the 6 years that I always looked up for him and be sure he's safe. Ugh. This is pain in the ***.

Now that we came back here in England, he never changes i think. Haaaa. He's always the same guy I knew for those years we shared. I spotted him at the dance floor, he's coming this way, and what is he holding? Ugh, a bottle of vodka. (-_-) Kevin, you are going to have a bad lecture from me. Hahaha. Yes. I always lecture him after he does these things, when he wake up in the morning, I always throw words and more than words to him, and that made him more worst. He keeps laughing and laughing at me every time I try to lecture. He says, it's like I'm his mother or a lover. Eew. Never thought of it. Then for him to make up for it, he always makes good breakfast and buys me a good material. Haha. Well i did some effort of looking up for him, so at least he can do something for me.

I was shocked. I saw how Kevin slipped his foot and spilled the remaining vodka to the man in front of him. Oh no. This is bad. "F*ck!" I heard the man yelled and started to brush his pants and shirt. Kevin just stood there stunned and never said a word. He's just looking at the man he spilled the vodka from, as if he's drooling at him. What? I never saw this side of Kevin. I went near the commotion and as i tap my cousin's shoulder to make him apologize. What shocked me most is what I saw.

My heart starts to pound itself like no end. Oh no. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. I felt like butterflies inside my stomach. What is this? What the f*ck is this?

"You f*ck sh*t! Look what you did to my shirt! You'll never get away from this." He said and went near my cousin and starts to punch him in the face. I felt my cousin shrieked from the pain, but I'm just standing there and looking or rather staring at the man in front of me.

I missed him. I miss him more when I think of him. That's why I made myself control my thoughts and control the urge of me jumping to him and hug him and kiss him. I want him to know that I miss him when we are not together. Like what I thought, he's changed. He became more beautiful than ever. Gosh. I can't help myself blush when I see him. He's wearing a black shirt and black skinny jeans. He's hot in all black. He has long wavy hair. Oh how I miss much more of his dimples. I want to see him smile. His green eyes is my favorite, I could stare at it forever and want myself burn from it.

I was taken aback when he pushes my cousin to my side. What then? Wait. What is happening? I look at Kevin and he's in pain. I looked back at him and he's still standing there brushing off the remnants of the vodka cussing at it. Wait. Cuss? Did he just say the F-word like lately? Wait. Wait. Wait. I think I'm having a headache. Is this the guy I know? Or just someone who look alike him?

"F*ck that retard. Get him out of here! And would you mind not showing your faces here anymore? Ugly b*stard!" and he started to walk away. Wait. No. I put my cousin in one of the couches around. There are only few remaining costumers around. I guess it's because of the commotion that happened that's why they went out. I made my way to him and called him.

"Harry!"

Niel

"Harry!" I called him but I'm not sure if that's his name. I'm not sure if he's the one I know. But I saw him stopped and turned to look who's calling his name. I went near him and we stand there a few steps towards each other. Our eyes met. But he's still confused.

I cleared my throat. "Uhm. I'm Niel. Your best friend." I said. I'm nervous. What if he's not him? Then why am I feeling like this to him? My body only responds to Harry. I know it. Some time in America when a guy moved his way to me, I didn't feel great about it. I rejected his offer and went home to wonder why I never felt the way I felt to Harry from other people. Well, I never make out with somebody before. My first kiss is never stolen away from me. I want it to be Harry, I'm sure of it. And when I saw his picture from my phone. I felt my boner for the first time. Oh no. How is this happening?

I saw his eyes glistened for a bit when he hears my name. I somehow managed to smile. It's him. I know it's him. But my smile faded away when his face turned dark, and stiff like there's no emotion. His eyes are dark green and I felt a pang to myself. His eyes were still horfeous but it dont show emotions at all. What's going on? I took one step to him.

"Who are you? How the f*ck do you know my name?" Ouch. It hurts. Does he not remember me? His best friend 6 years ago? Well, yes, I did change my hairstyle; I dyed it back to blonde with brown roots. And i changed my style of wearing. I wear a blue shirt and blue jeans. Well, i guess it's just normal i think. But why does he not recognize me? I told him I'm his best friend. Oh no. Was his best friend. I don't even know if he's still thinking of me.

I tried to think of a reason. "Is it because you're popular?" I managed to speak out. I don't know what to do. He's acting strange; he's not the Harry I know. The Harry I know has a serious type face but knows how to handle the mood of situation. He's cheerful too, not that often though, he's cheeky and funny. And i love him most of that. But the Harry I'm looking at right now is not what i imagined to see after 6 years of parting ways from each other. I imagined him more -well, he's sexy and hot. Oh no.

A grin formed his lips and took the steps between us, now our body is touching itself and I can't breathe properly of the closeness. W-What do i do? He's close. I can feel his breathe to me, feels like we share the air we breathe. I felt myself excited. What? Excited from what? No. He's really acting strange. I felt his arms at my back, somehow it made my heart pounds like drum roll. My mind is blurring.

"Oh, so you are one of the guys who want my d*ck inside them, huh." He uttered near my ear so that I could hear properly. I felt chills down my spine as he muttered that as well as I felt shocked at what he says.

What? Does he know what he's talking about? My innocent Harry says that kind of thing. Wait. Don't tell me he already did that kind of thing to other people? Somehow I felt a pain in my chest of the thought that Harry's been sleeping with guys or girls. No. No. Don't jump to any thoughts that might hurt you. Harry never does the things he disliked most. Yes. It's because he felt annoyed every time there's a man confesses to him. Well, that was 6 years ago, when we were still best of friends. What if he did change? Am i prepared for that?

"I'm happy to reject you because i only do that with him." He says

"What do you mean guys? Didn't you like them, guys?" I managed to utter from the pressure our bodies made. I push him a little, to make a space between us; I don't know if how long I will be taking it from exploding. My heart can't stop pounding, i wonder if he hears it although i feel that he noticed it.

"I like them. I always like them, only one actually. Especially when I hear him beg for me to pleasure him." He said as he chuckled a bit scary. No. This isn't Harry any more. This is not my Harry.

I pushed him hard. I saw him glare at me when I pushed him. I want to run away and finish this dream. I don't want this. I want my Harry to comfort me. I want to see him smile and make me happy. I didn't know that I'm crying already. To make it worst, in front of this stranger who I almost took it to be my Harry. I knew my Harry so well. This is not him. I turned away and started to walk away when he said the words that made my heart stopped. I looked at him to see if I was just hearing things but his facial expressions said it all.

"People change. Don't expect me to be the same Harry you of all people know and just left alone."

Niel

"People change, Niel. Don't expect me to be the same Harry that you left alone."

Those words just kept repeating and repeating in my head. That night, I tried to follow him where he went but I couldn't catch him. So I get back the bar and I drove my cousin to his home. The next day, I went to the bar again in case that I will see him again, but can't find him. I went again the next day, but I think he's not coming again. I want to try looking for the other bars but I didn't want to, I just hope that he will come again so that I can talk to him again. I don't know where he lived, they moved from their old house, and I don't know his number, as much as I want to get it the other night we talked, the mood is bad and he's angry I think. Of course he's angry, you left him Niel.

It's been a week, and I still can't see him at the bar. I don't want to lose hope because I want to know why the sudden change. I know that I left him alone and I didn't heard of him even from my parents, my Mom and Harry's mom are best friends as well so I expect that they are having connections from each other but whenever I asked my mother about it, she just said that she never heard about Harry's mom. What is going on? Why did Harry make himself change? Is it because he's bored? Will he get back from my gentle Harry that I used to know?

I didn't want him to change to be honest, I had the thought that if I ever I came back; he's still the same Harry that I know from the past 6 years. I was thinking things when my phone beeps.

"Yes, hello?" i answered.

"Hi, dear. How are you? Is everything okay right there?" my mom asks from the other side. She never changed, she still calls every time she feels she needs to know what I'm doing, and she still thinks that I'm a child. I had enough of her but still is my mom so I need to be considerate and not tell her harsh words.

"I'm okay, Mom. And I'm doing great; I was just about to go out. Call you back, okay? Love you." then I ended the call. I know its rude, but I just want her to know that I can take care of myself at least.

I went outside and went to the bar again; I hope I would see him tonight. I searched for every table and I even went to the dance floor to search for him, but I can't see him. What I saw instead is my idiot cousin. I sighed and started to walk to his direction. I was about to pat his shoulder when a man came suddenly and shouted at him. I looked at the man and my eyes widened as I saw Harry again.

Oh my God. He's looking good. I mean he's hot. I'm falling from just his looks again. No. No. No. This is not the time to describe his perfectness; I need to save my cousin. I went straight to my cousin's side to hear what they are talking about.

"I did tell you not to come here again, right? So why are you're bloody fucking face is here? You're not learning your lesson, aren't you?" I heard Harry said with a sharp tone. It's like he's going to punch my cousin anytime.

"Excuse me but my cousin didn't do anything wrong right now, didn't he? Come on. He's just having fun. We all came here to have fun, yeah? He didn't mean what happened last time. And he said he's sorry. Can we just shake it off what happened and move on? I mean we don't to have it more seriously taken, right?" I said calmly with a smile. I expected him to just shove it off and leave so that I can follow him and talk to him. But what shocked me was that he punched me. He punched me! Right in my face!

"F*cking shut up! You don't have the right to tell me what to do! I told you last time, and now I will say it again. Just go f*cking get out of here. And don't come back here in my club ever again! You understand?!" He shouted at me. I was shocked when he punched me, but I was more surprised to what he just said. He owns this place? Does that mean he knows that I came back here every night after that incident? I looked at him and his face was furious. I want to ask him why but I was pulled out by my cousin.

"You alright, coz?" my cousin asked me. I didn't utter a word and my thoughts just go wild from thinking about Harry. My cheeks hurt and I know it will leave a mark and my Mom will see it if we do the Skype thing. Ugh. I don't want her to come here or go back there in America just because I had taken a punch from my old best friend.

"I'm alright, just shocked." He helped me to stand up. I look up at Harry, and he started to walk away, this time, I will talk to him. I followed him not minding my cousin's words. I didn't call his name; instead I just quietly followed him until we reached a room. Harry stopped right before he open the door.

"What are you doing? I think I already told you to go out." he said with a sharp tone. I flinched but I just want to talk to him. I missed him a lot, and now that they've met for almost 6 years not having contacts, I want to reached out to him and hug him and have fun with him.

"Aah, I want to talk to you, Harry." I said.

"I don't have time to talk to a sh*t like you. I'm busy so get your asshole out of my bar and never return." he said and opened the door. This is my chance, I walked fast and before he shuts the door, I pushed it hard entering the room and closed it. I saw him glared at me. Uh-oh.

"I'm Niel. You are Harry. We are best friends back then. I don't know if you still remember me but I want you to know that I never forget about you, Harry. Just please, can you listen to me?" i asked him but he's not looking at me. As if he doesn't want to remember me at all. I was about to talk more but the door opened and a guy came forward and went straight to Harry, and next thing i knew the guy and Harry are kissing!