Victor
Pierce stared at the large double doors of the college, and strode forward confidently.
Smiling to himself as he thought about the good times that he had had while he
was a nineteen year old student, he was looking forward to seeing what the rest
of his classmates had made of themselves since leaving.
He
would have been surprised if many people there remembered him; after all he had
changed unrecognizably in the ten years since leaving. Gone was the thin,
scrawny, nerd that took his classes seriously and in his place was a man
standing 5’ 9” tall, very muscular, heavily tattooed with pale brown eyes and
short, white blond hair. A man who, with a mixture of hard work and good
fortune, had become a very successful businessman. A man running his own
private security firm, with half a dozen people working for him.
Pushing
one of the doors open he stepped inside, paused, took a deep breath and then
continued forward to the large hall, where the main reunion was taking place.
As Victor reached forward, and placed his hand on the handle, the other door
swung open and a couple he vaguely recognized came through, arm in arm,
laughing and joking. For another second or two he paused, to regain his
composure, then opened the door and entered.
Music,
from the years he was at college, was playing and there were at least thirty
people in the hall. As he walked towards the makeshift bar, that had been set
up for the night, he looked around trying to see if he could recognize anyone.
One or two faces seemed familiar to him, he just couldn’t remember the names,
but then he had never been that good with names.
“Alright
what would you like?” The man working the bar asked.
“Double
Jack Daniels please,” Victor replied.
The
barman handed him his drink and Victor walked away from the bar, towards one of
the tables that had been set up around the edge of the room, and sat down.
Sipping his drink slowly he continued to look around, at everyone in the room,
when he finally saw someone whose name he could remember. Ian Kraemer was
standing on the opposite side of the room, and staring straight at him.
Kraemer
was an athletic looking man; in fact he looked pretty much like he had when
they were at college together. Standing an inch or so shorter than himself, Ian
was similarly tanned, with one ear pierced, dark brown eyes and dark, wavy, brown
hair.
Victor
took a large mouthful of his drink, his eyes never leaving Ian’s, before
standing up and making his way across the room.
“Hello
Ian,” Victor said when he was within range, and held his hand out.
“Victor
glad you could make it,” Ian replied reaching forward and placing his hand in
Victor’s.
The
two men gripped each other’s hand firmly, just for a couple of seconds, before
letting go.
“Of
all the people here I didn’t expect to see you Victor,” Ian said.
“To
be honest I nearly didn’t come,” Victor replied.
“Why
not?”
“It’s
not really my scene,” Victor replied. “And besides my firm has got a big job on
tonight.”
“So
why change your mind then?”
“I’m
not sure I guess I thought it would be good to see how everyone else has got on
since leaving college.”
The
two men stared at each other as Victor raised his glass, and took another mouthful
of the fiery liquid.
“Aren’t
you drinking Ian?” Victor asked noticing he hadn’t got a glass.
“I
might in a bit,” Ian replied. “If I hang around for long.”
“Well
I’m getting another,” Victor said draining his glass. “Surely you’ll have a
small one with me.”
“Okay
I guess one small one won’t hurt,” Ian replied.
Leaving
Ian where he was Victor walked over to the bar and ordered the same again for
himself, and a single for Ian. Downing his quickly Victor ordered yet another
and then walked back to where Ian was waiting for him.
“Here
you go,” Victor said offering Ian his drink.
“Thanks
Vic,” Ian said. “So what are your plans for tonight then?”
“I
thought I might have this drink then go for a look around,” Victor said. “See
how much of the college has changed in ten years.”
“Sounds
like more fun than staying in here,” Ian said. “Do you fancy some company?”
“Sure
why not,” Victor replied and downed his drink. “Coming then?”
“Fuck
hang on,” Ian said emptying his glass, a look of disgust crossing his face,
causing Victor to smile as he did so. “I don’t normally drink that shit.”
“You
should have said,” Victor said. “I’d have got you lemonade.”
As
he said it Victor burst out laughing, while Ian pushed him back.
“You
cheeky fucker,” Ian said. “Come on then let’s go.”
The
two of them put their glasses down, headed out of the main hall and walked
along the main corridor, peering into each classroom they passed. As they
turned the corner at the end of the corridor Ian tried the next door they came
to, and it swung open.
“Bet
this room brings back memories,” he said as he entered the dark, the only light
coming from a street light directly outside the window.
“English,
if I’m not mistaken,” Victor said following him inside.
Without
turning the lights on Victor looked around the room, at all the posters on the
wall, and walked over to look out of the window. The night outside was clear, he
could see people still arriving to the reunion and there were cars everywhere,
he had never seen the car park as full as it was\ now, even when he was a
student.
“Guess
we better continue looking around,” Victor said turning away from the window,
to find Ian standing right behind him. “Fuck Ian I nearly stood on you then.”
Smiling
Ian didn’t say a word; he just lifted his arm, and placed his hand softly on
the side of Victor’s face.
“What
the fuck?” Victor exclaimed, reaching his own hand up, wrapping it around Ian’s
wrist and pulling his hand away.
“Oh
come on Vic you didn’t think me being here was an accident did you?” Ian said. “I
knew you wouldn’t be able to resist and I had to see you.”
“What
happened between us was ten years ago Ian, Victor said, still gripping Ian by
the wrist. “We were young, inexperienced...”
“But
we were also damn good together,” Ian interrupted.
“Yes
we were but times change, people change,” Victor said.
“But
memories stay with you forever,” Ian said, before pulling his hand away from
Vic’s , lifting it again and putting it around the back of Victor’s neck.
Before
Victor could say another word Ian moved his head forward and placed his lips
against Victor’s. Shocked Victor froze for a second before he found himself
responding to Ian’s kiss, with one of his own. Wrapping his arms around Ian’s
back Victor pulled him as close to his own body as he could, his tongue darting
into Ian’s mouth, their groins grinding together, before he suddenly pulled
away and pushed Ian off.
“We
can’t Ian not here,” Victor said. “Not after ten years without even seeing each
other.”
Before
Ian could do anything Victor pushed passed him, and hurried back out into the
corridor.
“Vic
wait,” Ian called out, as he followed him out of the classroom.
1 comment:
Mmm...need more! What a nice tease. ;)
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