DESMOND

After our conversation I had relaxed a little bit about how to better deal with Wesam. I had suddenly got the need to seem him more, but that idea had been put to rest. Wesam’s company were focused that week on get everything they needed ready for an even that was taking place at the weekend. As much as I wanted to see Wesam, it just meant I had to wait till the weekend.

In addition to that, Cassidy had been on my case too. He wanted to meet Wesam properly, as he felt their previous meeting didn’t really count. I did want the two to meet, but a large part of me wanted to keep Wesam to myself. While I didn’t know how Wesam would feel about us all going out together.

DESMOND

I rolled over and I was surprised to see someone lying there. It took me a second to remember why someone was there. I was so used to waking up and no one else being there. Even with Adam I had never woken up to find him next to me. He would always fall asleep next to me, but then he would sneak out at some point, leaving me to wake up alone. It was nice to wake up to someone even if it was to the back of their head.

DESMOND

After having good date, but ending on a weird note, I was glad Wesam, and I had decided we would do it again soon. I was taken by surprise when Wesam had asked me to accompany him Wednesday evening, to his cousin’s engagement party. I thought this was quite the event to bring a guy you’ve met twice, but I did find it inclusive, as you didn’t bring just anyone to a family event. Wesam must have seen something in me as he wanted me to be there. When I discussed it with Cassidy, he had been happy for me and had mirrored my ideas. He did think it was kind of soon to meet family, but it was a good sign for the two of us

DESMOND

I was sitting on a suspended train somewhere between Waterloo and Embankment. I knew I was going to be late. The driver had said there were delays on the platform, so they were being held in the tunnel. I was meant to be meeting Wesam for our first official meeting in five minutes. Even if the train moved in the next couple seconds I still had to get through a few more stops, then the station, and down the street and meet my date.

DESMOND

A very interesting thought crossed my mind, how could you date someone who looked almost like your twin? I pondered this thought as I looked over the patrons of Rupert Street Bar that evening. It wasn’t like this kind of thing was only happening here, it was every bar I went to. It happened a lot with same sex couples I saw; it was always the same thing. People dating other people who looked like them. Same body type, same hair style, same race. Was it people’s own narcissism that made them do this? Or was it people sticking to their own kind? I didn’t get it. I couldn’t date someone like myself, it wouldn’t last long. Looking at variant of myself wouldn’t be as pleasing, also knowing the many things I am, and having to put up with them long term, isn’t something I could deal with.