When I Met Dylan

It was two months after Edan and I had broken up and I was still very depressed. I had been keeping an elastic hair tie on my wrist which I snapped (metal part right on the vein) every time I thought about him. Surprisingly it worked very well. Though with the amount of times i had to snap it I'm surprised I can still write with all the spasms it used to cause.
It was a Saturday afternoon when I anxiously awaited Dylan's arrival. Dylan was a friend of a friend from another school who got us talking over the internet. We hit it off very well at first, well before the days of Edan but we fell out of contact for about 9 months and had recently gotten back in touch. We originally were going to go on a date, but over time I had been through my issues with Edan and he was now in a six month relationship. He was coming over to teach me some guitar lessons which was very exciting.
I saw him wandering around in the apartment block next to mine, so I strolled down stairs to collect him. He was an attractive young man, 18 in his first year of university, a quality I found very attractive. He had grey eyes and a dashing big smile. Though his hair could've used some work. It was all slicked back in what I thought was a very failed attempt to look like Dracula.
He tried to teach me a few bits of songs, though I was admittedly pretty hopeless. Dad went out for the afternoon so we put on a video of a comedy gala I had taped on tv. The ads came on so Dylan picked up to the remote to fast forward them. As he put his hand back down, his pinky finger was stretched over mine. I figured it must've just been an accident and thought nothing of it. However with each ad break his hand become more and more on top of mine. On the inside I was petrified. There was a taken boy holding my hand. In my peripheral vision I could see him turn and look at me for quite a few seconds. I had no idea what to do! He was certainly attractive but he was also spoken for.
After he had gone home, I spoke to him about what had happened. He said some corny line like "well I was sitting next to such a beautiful woman, how could I not have helped myself?" I explained to him that I wasn't sure I was ready to move on but he said he would wait. I had no idea what I was in for and felt way over my head. Especially when another friend of mine, Mitchell decided to profess his interest in me. This was going to be a melodramatic few weeks...


-Endrin-