Of course I find Matt attractive,
and when we’re not arguing,
I love his company.
But I don’t want a boyfriend
who plans to stay in the closet until university:
that could never be my story.
I recall my advice to Vass:
It’s fine to have a crush
without having to act on it.
I have a crush on Matt,
I can admit that,
but I deserve to be with someone
who’ll be proud to be with me.
I allow a few more moments
of silence between us,
before I weave a new thread
into our conversation.
“Were there any hot guys
at this boxing boot camp?”
A shadow falls over Matt’s face.
“Nathan Anderson and The Boys were there.”
I don’t catch Matt’s meaning.
“Do you fancy Nathan Anderson?”
Matt shakes his head
and narrows his eyes,
like he’s disappointed
I can’t read his mind.
“No,” Matt says. He tuts and sighs.
“Because Nathan and The Boys were there,
it was like there was no fresh air.