EXPECTATIONS, depicts the struggle between what we desire for ourselves and our familial obligations. This is personified by Chris and Matt Taylor, identical twins, who are trying to win their overbearing father’s approval and acquire their trust funds. Their best friend and roommate, Aiden O’Boyle, left his family behind in Ireland to pursue a career in dance.
Chris: Aiden and I went out on our much needed date. I made an effort to forget about concern over Matt. Nothing kills a romantic mood faster than worry. If I’m honest, I was preoccupied all during dinner. It wasn’t Matt, or my father, I was thinking about though, it was Aiden.
Looking across the table into his beautiful green eyes, I was reminded how lucky I was to have him. There were times when I would hold him at night and kick myself for not being with him sooner. But that line of thinking got me nowhere.
So many things I wanted to tell him, to hear him say. But I lacked the words. I’d been building up to it for months. He knew something was up, he always knew. No matter what was on my mind, Aiden had a knack for picking up on it.
He reached across the table and grasped my hand. It was amazing how his touch still sent shivers down my body. His smile could affect me like nothing else. He could’ve said something, but we both knew it wasn’t necessary. Of course we talked throughout the meal. We discussed the progress of class and his specific plans for the performance. Almost couldn’t focus on the stuffed shells we shared. That’s alright, Matt or I could’ve made them better.
Finally, as we were leaving Aiden turned to me and asked, “What are you thinking about?”
“I’m thinking about a lot, mostly us.” I started and then almost stopped when he turned toward me. He silently challenged me to continue, welcoming my response. “Aiden, I don’t want to see anyone else.”
“Ever?” He asked. I wasn’t sure if he was teasing me. I was equally perplexed about why he would. But I saw the mischievous glint in his eyes, signaling that he was testing me. Also, torturing me with the pause. He knew the answer.
“At least for the foreseeable future. What do you think?” I held my breath awaiting his response.
“I think there’s no one that makes me as happy as you do. I couldn’t imagine a reason I’d want to be with someone else.” He answered as he took my hand and smiled contently.
At that moment, nothing else mattered.