- Hey, has anything happened?

Alex looked away, nervous. He had arranged to meet James for breakfast before going to class, but he couldn't stop thinking about that dream he had a week ago. Dammit, it was a stupid dream, why couldn't he get it out of his mind?

- No, nothing - He answered.

- You sure? You've been acting weird this week. You know you can tell me anything - James tapped his arm, and Alex tried not to blush. Why was he blushing? He hoped his friend wouldn't see him.

- Alex, you are blushing a bit, do you have a fever? - Oh, fucking great, he saw him.

- Maybe I caught a cold.

- Well then, don't get too close to me, I've got a date with Ashley this Friday and I don't want to cancel it because of a fever.

- Ashley? You talk with that smug girl?

- Dude, have you seen her body? The personality doesn't matter when you only meet to fuck.

Alex suppresed a grimace. Sometimes he forgot his friend was very friendly with woman. He was always hanging out with some girl. On the other hand, he was shy and didn't really know how to deal with them. Suddenly, he remembered Jamie kissing him on his dream, and his pulse accelerated.

- Shit, we are going to be late. - James got up and took his bag. He looked at Alex -. You coming?

- Uh, yeah, let's go.

Later, at noon, Alex was at his house, seeing Ashley's Instagram account. Not too tall, brown straight hair, perfect boobs, nice ass. Still, it wasn't his type. Wait, did he really had a type? He thought of every girl James had gone out with, but he didn't like any of them (and the variety was wide). James' naked chest came to his mind, and his heart beat faster. Whoa, why was he feeling anxious? That dream had really marked him.

He looked again at Ashley's happy face, and he imagined her under his best friend.

A bitter feeling invaded him.