The Friend

At some point in the spring of this year it was noted just how nicely myself and a friend got on, in fact, the friend who also wanted more romance in their life for this year. Cue the rest of my friends now seeing me as their project and trying to set us up.

So I ended up being invited round to friends for dinners where in true Bridget Jones style I was the token single girl whilst The Friend was the token single guy. Yes we got on well and had a lot in common. Did I find him attractive? I'm not sure. Yet everyone was talking about us and getting a little bit excited. It was almost as if I had gone back in time to being 14 when a friend pulled me aside in a club and asked whether I liked him because he liked me but was too shy to say/do anything about it.

So I invited him round for dinner and to watch a film and it was nice evening, got a small kiss at the end of it too. But something just wasn't quite right, and I think the multitude of texts I received that night from everyone asking how the evening went didn't help. It really demonstrated to me just how small of a town I live in. I felt like I was in a goldfish bowl.

I went round to his for dinner a couple of days later and it was all just a little bit awkward. Although I guess I was only "courting" The Writer at the time, it felt a bit wrong to be spending this amount of time with The Friend. It was also just a little bit too exposed with everyone watching so I let another friend explain to him about The Writer at a party I didn't go to and I haven't heard from him since. 

I guess we weren't that good friends then!