So Lane texted me today asking if I would do headshots for him. And of course I said yes. He got an audition for the lead role in some play, so he needs them ASAP. So we chatted about that for a bit, and then made plans to meet before the show, so we could talk about it.
So when I went to meet him, expecting it to just be the 2 of us, Will was there. Which was fine, cuz I love Will, I just...wasn't expecting him to be there. And Lane acted weird and standoffish AGAIN tonight. We all went out for one drink, but there was this other girl with us, I can't even remember her name. She was nice, and cute, with plastic framed glasses. But it just seemed like our whole dynamic was sort of thrown, cuz I didn't know her, and neither did Will I don't think. Or maybe he did, I dunno. But we met up with her friends afterwards, and none of us knew them. And they were all wasted.
So we're sitting at the table with them, and Lane was talking to one of the guys, and to that girl, but he wasn't paying all that much attention to me, and I was starting to get really discouraged. So when Will said he was heading out, I said I would go with him. So he and I took the train together. We both get off at the same stop. And the whole time I wanted so badly to ask him about Lane! You know, to get the dets, and see if he knows anything that I don't. But I didn't have the guts to bring it up, and I wasn't even sure if he knew anything about Lane and I.
But when I got home, I saw that Will was on FB chat, so I messaged him and came clean. He said Lane never told him anything, but that he suspected. He didn't have any info for me though, just that he knows Lane has had a really strange week. ((Sigh))
I'm just feeling like I should walk away now, before this gets worse. I'm not really getting any encouraging signals from Lane at this point, and I don't wanna go out on a limb and get shot down. That would just...really fuck me up right now and I don't think I could deal with it.
So for now, I'm putting on the brakes with Lane. I'm just going to wait and see what happens. He is going to have to make the next move, and it's going to have to be a big one because I'm done. I'm done flirting, done texting, done playing Words With Friends with him, done cleaning my room and making my bed in the hopes that he'll come over later. I'm just done trying.
I'm not gonna lie though, I'm sad.