"We Meet Again"

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!"

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