So that's what we do. I met him at Lime Street, we checked into a hotel where bless him, he'd booked a twin room, go and have a drink, have dinner and have another drink and then go back to the hotel. Lots of kissing, a bit of playing about - thank goodness for the new underwear I bought the day before just in case, and then he have sex - eeeeeek!
He's lovely, we really clicked. I don't want to compare him to my ex but it was so effortless with the Wedding-Boy. There was no awkwardness, conversation flowed, we were laughing, he's gorgeous, just like it was with my ex. He said he really wanted to see me again and I definitely wanted to see him again and spent most of that week looking for flights back to Manchester.
Ok, still with me? Not lost in a world of Kirstin Dunst films just yet?
So I spoke to him a couple of days later and then again the next weekend, however it was quite a quick chat as it was quite late. He did say though that I had to let him know that I got back safely to Sweden the next day. So the next afternoon whilst I was at the airport I was all in a tizz because I didn't know whether to request his friendship or not on facebook - pathetic I know. So I requested it and when I was on the train back to Sweden from Copenhagen I had a message from him, half in Swedish saying not to forget to let him know that I got back ok. I'm thinking, he's very sweet and caring!
I met up with my girlie friends back in Sweden after work for a coffee and told them all about my date where in true girlie form we were very giggly about it all. After coffee I went back and Wedding-Boy and I skyped. We chatted for just over half an hour and it was all good. It was very much general conversation about lots of things but it was nice to have a completely effortless conversation about just general conversation.
Now at this point I'm thinking of inviting him over to a Halloween party over here. A friend said I should just do it and invite him saying that our first date was spontaneous and crazy with me going to Liverpool so this one should be too, but with him coming to Sweden instead. So I think, ok, I'll text him later. However I don't want to be the one doing all the asking out though, especially after probably coming over all desperate with constantly asking out the Bagel Man.
So a couple of days later I got sent home from work ill and I was just doing a bit of internet spying when I notice that there's a lot of interaction on his twitter page between himself and another girl. It looks like they are going to meet up in a couple of days time. (I know, I'm only setting myself up here for a fall) however I decided to follow my friend's advice and sent him a text that Thursday saying "A friend of mine is having a dead celeb Halloween party. Its sounds like fun, I think you should come along too!" But I never heard anything back from him, not even a sorry, I can't.
I'd been waiting for a response from him and had still heard nothing. A few days later I see he's online on skype so I send him a message saying hi. We chat for a bit, he's in the middle of packing because he's going on holiday the next day so the conversation isn't particularly flowing. I say to him that I'm thinking of flying back to Liverpool for a friend's party the first weekend of November and does he fancy meeting up. To which he types, that sounds good but he has to tell me that he's started to see another girl now.
Gutting! I feel like such a fool for getting so carried away with it all and what annoys me more is the fact that this has essentially pushed my one night stand total up another notch. On complaining about this to a friend she did comment that she had recently decided that we're not going look like we do now for ever so we really should make the most of being young, fairly slim and unsaggy. Now, she's not saying that she's gone off on a one night stand rampage but on the occasions that it may happen, we can appreciate the fact that we are young and pretty and looking back in 20 years, we'll be pleased we made the most of it!
And on breaking my not putting out until the third date rule? Well this was technically a holiday romance and holiday romances never last!
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