It was a usual night here at Horan’s Bar & Grill. My dad had me working bartender again, which annoyed me because those drunk old guys are creepy. It was the start of the summer seasons around here, May. May was the opening month of the public beaches and all that. My dad’s restaurant was a year ‘round thing, but we mostly are fully packed in the summer, thanks to the tourist and all.

Miami was nice. The water was refreshing, not too cold. The sun shined nearly every day around here. Despite the times it rains, about once a week at the most. I worked with my dad only because it was comfort zone kinda thing. I've watched my dad and mom cook non stop through my life. But my dad was always more into it. That's why he decided to Miami to start this new life or ours, or whatever.

I moved here when I was thirteen, with my dad. Just after my brother died. My mom lives in London now, she flies to visit on my birthday and on Christmas. I never go back over there though, I don’t want to be reminded of the reason I left.

Miami was nice. The water was refreshing, not too cold. The sun shined nearly every day around here. Despite the times it rains, about once a week at the most. I worked with my dad only because it was comfort zone kinda thing. I moved here when I was thirteen, with my dad. Just after my brother died. My mom lives in London now, she flies to visit on my birthday and on Christmas. I never go back over there though, I don’t want to be reminded of the reason I left.

But despite my past, my life was pretty good now. I’m doing online school and I’m just getting me a simple degree. I don’t know what yet, I actually haven’t started anything yet. I might do business, or management. I’m not too sure though.

“Niall!’’ I hear that cheerful voice that I love so much. It snaps me out of my thoughts and I look up from the bar. It was Alice, just like I had figured. She was running over to me, pushing past the drunks and people dancing. I enjoyed working in building A, the actual restaurant part, instead of over here, the bar.

‘’Hey, Love.’’ I smile as she finally reaches me. Alice is my best girl friend. We’ve been friends ever since I moved here. We met in seventh grade, friends ever since. She’s a nice, kind person. I enjoy having her in my life. She brightens my moods and calms my nerves when I’m upset.

‘’Okay.. so you know how you’re all depressed because you’re lonely and all?’’ She asks me. Oh yeah, and by the way, she’s one of the only people that know I’m gay. ‘’Yeah.. what about it?’’ I ask as a smirk creeps on her face. ‘’There’s this new guy that just moved into my condo building. Not the one I live in, the one my parents own. You know what I’m talking about?’’ She sighs as she rambles. She does that often.

‘’Yes, not the one you live in.. I know. Keep talking.’’ I roll my eyes playfully. She leans her arms on the bar as she climbs on a stool. ‘’He’s cute.. well, he’d be cute to you at least. But anyways.. he’s tall.. he’s got green eyes.. he’s.. well. Ya know, he’s cute.’’ She shrugs lightly.

‘’Tell me more.’’ I smile gently. She sighs, looking up at ceiling as she thinks of stuff. ‘’Ooh! He’s got tattoos.. not like weird tattoos or anything. He lives alone.’’ She wiggles her eyebrows at me, I know she’s thinking dirty at the moment. ‘’Alice.’’ I mumble. ‘’Okay, okay. Seriously though, he’s cute. He’s got long hair.. down to his shoulders.. its brown and got’s a natural curl.’’ She tells me.

‘’Damn, Alice. Did you stalk the guy?’’ I laugh lightly at the information she’s giving me. ‘’No, not this time. I was the counter when he checked in.’’ She smiles back. ‘’Oh.. checked in. So he’s.. just a tourist.’’ I sigh, this is how they all go. All the guys she sees.. they’re all tourists and they won’t stay long.

‘’No. He’s not.’’ She smirks. ‘’He’s moving in! He got a one bedroom, master condo. The ones that we legit like.. sell and all.’’ ‘’Why didn’t you say that!’’ I ask, a smile on my face. ‘’You never asked.’’ She shrugs a little with a smirk as she raises her eyebrows.

‘’Be sure to recommend the place for him.’’ I say, referring to the restaurant. ‘’You know I will, Horan.’’ She winks as she leans over the counter and places a kiss on my cheek. Friendly, that was all. ‘’Okay. I’ll catch you later, yeah?’’ I ask as she jumps off the stool. ‘’Yeah. Call me when you get off.’’ She nods as she starts to walk backwards.

‘’Alright.’’ I nod back before she turns around and heads to the exit.

Miami is my home. But there’s no one here that I like, or I plan on liking. I mean.. yeah.. I’ve sleep here and there, but nothing I’d keep. And no, I haven’t always been this way. I was straight, at one point. I actually lost my virginity to a girl I met a while back. I thought I loved her. But she only used me. That’s why I gave up on girls… they use you.

But I’m sure God has some one for me. Straight or not. I believe that God loves everyone, I know that. I know its not right to be this way. But I don’t care. This is just what I want to do. Who knows.. I might go back straight one day. I might not. I don’t know.

My friends have accepted me either way. That’s all that matters. My father doesn’t mind either way. That’s the only things that matter now. And as long as I’m happy, they are too.

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