I was over at my aunt's house, making cookies and deep-frying seafood with her. After dinner, I helped her with her garden by picking vegetables and raking the dead leaves from under her apple tree.

Now I was sitting in the living room wrapped in a blanket and eating a cookie, waiting for Aunt May to come and start the film she said she wanted me to watch. While waiting, my mind was going crazy with thoughts from over the past month. Me doing my final exams for the term, decorating my apartment for Christmas, and not seeing Leo. I haven't seen him and that's mostly because I've tried to avoid ever running into him or him being able to enter my house unannounced

"Micah?"

"Huh?"

"You've been nibbling on the one cookie for 10 minutes. What's wrong?"

Aunt May asked as she sat in front of me

I pushed the cookie in my mouth and shrugged my shoulders

"Is it school?" I shook my head

"Work?" I answered with a no

"Someone bullying you?"

"I'm nineteen. No one can bully me." I sighed

"Then tell me what's wrong."

I sighed again and played with my fingers in my lap

"There's this boy."

I looked up at her to see her reaction. Her face was blank she was staring at me, waiting for me to continue

"He's tall, about 6'1. He has soft silky hair as black as coal. His eyebrows are thick, just eyes. His eyes are blue and they sparkle. They remind me of the stars they are so bright you can see them in the dark." I laughed.

"His lips are full and pink...and soft. His jawline is sharp, reminding me of a model and he has about 3 piercings on each ear. He has freckles on his forehead and under his eyes but you can only see them if you're close enough, close enough to hear his heartbeat. He has three cross tattoos on the left side of his face. His muscles are huge. Not bodybuilders huge but they're nice. His entire body is covered in tattoos. He has some clean spots but not much. His smile... it's amazing and dangerous. In other words, he's hot."

"If I didn't know better, I'd say you just describe the triple cross gang leader."

Aunt May said leaning back in her chair. My heart started to beat faster and faster by the second.

"I did." I close my eyes waiting for her to scold me, tell me how stupid I am, fire me...something.

"You like him?"

I opened my eyes and look at her. She still has an unreadable facial expression.

"I don't know." I covered my face and sighed, "I've never liked anyone before and I didn't think I'd be confused over a guy. A bad guy. He just came out of nowhere giving me mixed signs and it's frustrating. I don't even know if I'm gay."

"Honey, the way you just talk about and that little smile on your face, there's no way a straight guy can do that."

"Even if I am gay, he's no good."

"You can't judge a person by what they do, some people do things go make a living to get through and some don't stop because there isn't a way out at least not an easy way, get to know him."

"Are we talking about the same person here?"

Aunt May laughed.

"Yes, I'm sure we are."

"Well, he doesn't want me, but he says I'm 'interesting'.

"How about you find out how interesting you are to him."

"How do I do that?"

"I don't know." Aunt May laughed.

We watched three black and white films, Aunt May talking through most of them getting me to understand how things were in her days. At 7:30 pm, I packed the rest of the cookies in my backpack and kissed my Aunt's cheek telling her goodbye.

I walked the sidewalk towards my home replaying our conversation in my head. I was about to cross the road at the end of my block when a car came at full speed towards me. I screamed and stepped back as it stopped in the spot I was previously at. I tried to catch my breath and place a hand over my heart waiting for someone to roll down their tinted window.

Once they did, I rolled my eyes and placed my hands on my hips.

"You idiot! You almost hit me?!"

"Almost, get in."

"I'm not going anywhere with you," I said and started to cross the road but he drove in front.

"Micah, get in the car."

He knew my name?

"I um no!" I said stubbornly.

"Stop being so afraid of everything. I'm not going to do anything, just come on."

I huffed and got in the passenger seat of his Jaguar XD. Surprisingly, his car smells nice and clean.

"Your car is clean." I complimented

"Was it suppose to be dirty?" Leo raised a brown looking at me.

"Kinda yeah."

"Stop acting like you hate me all the time." He sighed

"I do."

"You don't. Are you hungry? let's go to burger king."

"I didn't even answer." I mentally facepalmed myself.

Leo just smiled. I rolled my eyes and looked out the window.

After getting out sandwiches and drinks, we drove through and Leo parked his car at the entrance of a park. We ate in the back seat and talk. This made me learn more about Leo and the more I know the more I feel comfortable around him. The more I like him and the less I fear him. Leo is twenty-one and has been in the triple cross gang since he was fourteen. He didn't talk much about his gang but he did tell me about himself, his likes and dislikes. We shared and short yet sweet kiss before heading back home. Leo's kisses always made me feel small, defenseless yet protected and special. I really would want to know if he felt the same way

By the time we made it to my apartment door, it was 9:56 pm. Leo and I were standing face to face only the doorframe between us.

"I was doing a little thinking over the past few days and I've come to the conclusion that I like you. A little bit." He spoke with a smile on his face.

I returned the smile and laughed a little, trying hard not to blush. I was actually worried about Leo just using me but here he was telling me he liked me, too.

"Like me enough to go out with me?" I asked.

"I don't do relationships." He said in a bored tone.

And I really had high hopes about this.

"I have a lot more to worry about and stuff to do than being caught up in feelings. I'm sorry."

"Fuck you, Leo." I hissed and slammed the door in his face.

I kicked off my shoes and went into my bedroom, climbing into my bed and going straight to sleep forcefully stopping myself from thinking too much.

Did I actually think things will work out with a man like him?