Author: Skytate17
Title: You Won't Be The One That Got Away
Summary: The two ended up at the same bar every Friday night. One came to dance, one came to do his job. They were two different worlds, colliding on these ambitious Friday nights when the party goers were out. Stealing glances across the bar, one wishing the other would knew he existed, the other wishing he never existed at all.
Note: Date Time!
Chapter Seven
Bridge pulled into the driveway of Sky's home, staring to the clock to find that he was a few minutes early. It was just a few minutes, but he didn't want to seem so overly eager to be heading out with him. Then again, they weren't really going on anything like a date. Just heading out for lunch, then figuring out whatever from there.
He checked his hair in the mirror, hoping nothing was out of place, but then again, with all the gel he used, it was nearly impossible for his hair to budge at this moment. He slid out of the car, tucking away his keys in his pocket as he made his way towards the front door.
Clearing his throat, he quickly knocked on the door, wavering on his heels as he waited patiently for some kind of response. After a while there was none, so he reached out and jammed the doorbell, still waiting for a little bit. Suddenly, the door jerked open, revealing a very uneasy looking Sky.
"You okay?" Bridge laughed briefly, Sky nodding his head before holding up a finger as a signal to hold on a moment. The door closed in Bridge's face as he once again was left to wait. A few minutes later, it opened back up and Sky slid out the front door.
"Sorry, still hadn't gotten dressed," Sky stated without even thinking about it as they wandered towards the car. Bridge gave him a brief glance, keeping the new image Sky put in his mind to himself. "Anyway, where we going to eat?"
"Where ever you want," Bridge stated with a sure nod as he unlocked his car, sliding into the driver's seat. Sky then got into the passengers side, having to adjust his seat because it was quite obvious Z had been in here before him. Either Z or someone extremely shorter than he was. "I'm not picky…"
Eventually the two had come across some pizza place in a nearby shopping plaza. It was a lazy Wednesday afternoon, so there weren't many people out, which definitely made Sky feel more at ease about this whole thing. He was still locked in his whole shell about how awkward it was to be seen with another guy, and on top of that, a potential boyfriend.
What also made it easier is that he knew most the people who worked in the place. Z used to baby sit one boy in particular named Boom there when she was a lot of younger. Boom was also friends with Z and Bridge's favorite waitress, Ronny, who always seemed to be working when she wasn't at school.
"So," Bridge muttered after shoving his straw into his glass of orange soda, stirring it around for a second. "You said on the phone back where you live… where'd you move from?"
Sky shrugged briefly, taking a sip of his soda. "It wasn't far, but my family lives a few cities away from here. I moved here to go to school," he stated then, nodding his head. "Well, at least that's what I told my family… They wanted me to head off to college and become something amazing, mom did, at least… Dad wanted me to do sports."
"And you want to do neither, right," Bridge laughed, Sky nodding his head then with his usual goofy, yet charming grin as he stared down at the bubbles in his soda. "What are you going to do?"
"I don't know… something in music, maybe," he muttered then, glancing up towards Bridge briefly before tossing his glance back into his soda. His foot tapped nervously against the floor beneath the table, his eyes then darting around places in the restaurant. "I mean, I'd love to go to school and all that, but I don't know what they could offer me… I can't afford it either."
"And working at the bar, you're still not going to be able to afford it," Bridge laughed, Sky nodding with a slight shrug, his foot still tapping. Bridge noticed him shaking slightly, because of his foot tapping, figuring it must have just been a nervous habit of his. "You okay?"
"Fine," Sky muttered back, glancing up from his soda with a smile, then taking a sip of it. "Just… you know…"
"What?" Bridge muttered, cocking his head briefly as he wasn't really sure what Sky meant.
The man on the opposite side of the booth shrugged again, leaning forward a bit. "This is just weird," he stated bluntly, a brief blush coming to his face. "I feel weird…"
"Good weird or bad weird?" Bridge questioned with a laugh, trying to ease the situation. He wanted Sky to feel comfortable that they were out together, although this entire thing felt like they were just heading out as friends, anyway. It wasn't like they had said anything, touched or anything to imply that they were interested in each other.
"Just weird," Sky stated, taking a big gulp of his drink before shaking the ice around in his cup. "I'm going to get some more soda," he stated then before hopping up from his seat, rushing over towards the soda fountain. Bridge watched him leave before sighing a bit, then noticing the young waitress heading over with the pizza.
"Hey, Bridge," she muttered with the nod of her head, glancing towards the empty seat across from him, then around the area for Z. "You here alone?"
The guy shook his head, pointing towards the man fiddling with the soda machine. "Here with… a friend," he murmured casually, flashing a smile up towards her. He wanted to say boyfriend, maybe even date to say the least. But all he could seem to muster up right then was a friend. In reality, they were just friends. He just wished he could say more.
"Well, if you and your friend need anything, just give me a holler," she said with a bubbly grin, kindly setting down the pizza on the table before quickly making her way to another table to make sure they were still doing okay.
Eventually Sky returned as well, sliding into the booth and staring down at the pizza. "Finally," he laughed, reaching out and grabbing two slices to throw onto his plate. "I think my stomach was eating itself…"
"That's attractive," Bridge commented back with a smirk, grabbing himself a piece and immediately taking a bite from it. Placing it on his plate, he reached over for his soda, seeing Sky staring at him.
"Just as attractive as the sauce all over your face," the man snickered back, Bridge narrowing his eyes as he snatched up a napkin, wiping it away before continuing to grab his soda. The two sat in a content silence as they ate their pizza. Finishing his second slice, Sky glanced up at Bridge. "So, what are we doing after this?"
"What do you like to do?" Bridge questioned back, fiddling with the napkin he had used earlier before dropping it on the table and grabbing another slice of pizza, seeing that with their combined stomachs, there was only about four slices left now.
Sky cocked his head slightly, seeing the young waitress coming by again. "How's the food?" she questioned with a grin, tugging back her kinky hair as the glanced from Bridge to Sky. She leaned forward, resting her hands on the table as she waited for a response. "Apparently it's something, half the pizza's gone."
"It's good," Bridge laughed, Sky nodding his head in agreement as she he glanced up at the young girl with a half smirk. Bridge couldn't help but notice the flirtation in his grin. He just had a way with things like that, able to make a girl, or even a guy, swoon with a single look.
Sky reached out, gently brushing his fingertips over the top of her hands. "It's good. Thanks, sweetheart," he quickly stated, Bridge immediately drawing his attention up to his young friend.
She smiled bashfully, drawing back her hands before realizing that Boom was calling her from the back room. The young woman bit her lip, swaying slightly before she nodded her head. "If you need anything else, just ask!" she exclaimed then before taking off towards the backroom, nearly toppling over her young friend as she barreled through the back door.
"You know, she's like… seventeen," Bridge threw in after the girl had rushed away, Sky turning in his booth slightly to face his friend.
"You know her?" Sky commented, having been gone when the girl came around the first time. He was having problems with the soda fountain at the time. "She definitely doesn't look that young."
Bridge rolled his eyes briefly, then focusing his attention on the said girl as she popped out of the back room with more food to be delivered to a table. "Yeah, think about that before you try hitting on her."
"I wasn't hitting on her," his friend muttered back, leaning back in his chair as he crossed his arms over his stomach. Leaning forward a bunch, he whispered, "We're not even together yet and you're already accusing me of cheating."
Bridge laughed briefly, seeing that irresistible and cheesy grin come across his friend's face before Sky leaned back again, returning to finishing off the rest of the pizza.
