Sacred Affection

ely that our paths will cross anytime soon. Strangely, I find myself m

ately keeping things to himself. Honestly, I'm indifferent about it; the looming inevitability

venings are marked by heated arguments when he returns home, possibly from the pub or another girl's pl

cess and an opportunity to talk to the band. Additionally, we received an invitation to attend another gig tonight. The p

I am a bit nervous about the outcome. I learned that he had one of the shor

noticed a familiar mop of blonde hair, looking at 'Th

if I should go over and just get the apology over and done w

as making up my mind on whether I should talk to the drummer now or later - but it was a bit late

over to where he was nice standing with his arms

ked at me sternly, making me feel intimidated

fore he finally broke the silence, by clearing h

pping his foot, impatiently, looking do

ot really sure what to say, as I began chippin

ed his eyes, losin

't intend for anything to happen between us, I thought it was just

ou invited me to your house. I expected it to be a more than

d. "I invited you to my house? You were the one who suggest

o yours not because it was cold, but because I wanted a shag" he s

d in response, before I scoffed and turned around to walk away, he