Ashley looks admiringly at me and licks her lips..Oh God! But she catches herself and shakes her head, as if she was shaking her thoughts away, “Fine. Just tell me about your past relationships and if you’ve found any crushes out here in LA yet.”

“Okay…I guess that’s reasonable.  Um…well I guess I had a kinda, maybe, girlfriend back in Ohio, but not really cuz she was really messed up.  I mean, she came over to the house to get counseling from my dad, and she was like 3 years older than me.  Basically we would just hookup, but once my dad found out then we stopped because apparently I was doing her more harm than good with her breakdowns.” I say lightly chucking about that situation; I mean the girl was seriously crazy.  I was in eighth grade and she was a sophomore…and she had a slip personality, which was, let’s say, interesting. 

“Oh…so you guys just had sex then?” Ashley almost looks disappointed.

“What!? NO! We never had sex; damn I was still an eighth grader! She was just, there, and I knew I couldn’t really hook up with girls from my school cuz they were mostly religious, or not gay.  Abby, the girl that I would sometimes make out with and go to the movies with, had a split personality.  My dad wanted her to have stable friends, so that’s why I started hanging out with her to begin with, and then she said she liked me, so I thought I had nothing to lose.  That’s how my dad found out I was gay, she actually told him, and then he talked to me about that and said he still loved me and would always, but that I need to stop seeing Abby, and I agreed.” I felt strangely comfortable telling Ashley every little detail of my life, only my dad and I knew about the Abby thing before now.

“Wow, that’s intense… so you’ve never been with a guy before either?” Hah..she really doesn’t want me to have slept with anyone, I can see it in her eyes.

“Nope.  I had a boyfriend when I was in like sixth and seventh grade, but you know how stupid those relationships are.  We like kissed maybe ten times in two years, hah.” I said laughing, I mean he was my best friend, I even told him I was gay after I told my dad, he totally understood because he said he was gay too. 

“Well, then that’s cool.  I mean, I didn’t have sex til like last year, which would be about your age.  Not that you’re a lot younger than me or anything…” Ashley says as she blushes.

I put my hand under her chin to lift her head back up so I can see her amazing eyes, “I think you look hot when you blush.” Where did that come from?! Now she’s going to know I like her and think she’s hot!

“Thanks…” She whispers as she leans into my hand and begins to close the gap between us, so I start to lean in too and unconsciously lick my lips…