And no, not in a health way. This thing about liking the Dutsch guy is driving me crazy. (It’s like) I can’t go a day without thinking of him, and it sucks since he is not going to stay in my country for the rest of his fcking life, and (most likely) I will not be the last woman/girl in his life.
It still surprises me how I (we) got to this point. When I first saw him I didn’t even notice him..I mean, I knew he was there because he’s freaking 2 meters tall, but I wasn’t attracted to him AT ALL. The night went by and he was THERE like nothing, I didn’t even sww him cause as I said, I didnt like him.
But things started to change the next day, when a friend of mine invited me to a club. I was wearing an animal print dress (a really nice one), did my make up and I straighten my hair. I went to his house to get some pre drinks...and when he first opened the door he looked at me and he said:
Since then, things are so much different. The whole drive to the club was interesting and he was trying to flirt with me and stuff...so I stared to think he was an interesting dude. At the club, he didnt stop looking at me, and we danced all night long, until I had to go. He asked me not to go but I left.
ugh..I dont even want to keep writing because it makes me feel so emotional, Someday I will continue writing this post, but that’s all for now.
R, I’m started to have feelings for you and I’m scared.