Chapter Five

Chapter Five 

I didn’t even know how to respond. I instantly felt like I had my time wasted. It felt like it was already a rollercoaster ride and we only met in person and had our first date yesterday. First, he’s late, then we had a great date when he DID eventually arrive, then he makes a second date but he cancelled, then he tells me he wants another date next week, now he tells me he is already dating someone… or rather some people... 

Me: Oh I see. Well, if that makes you happy, good, but, I'm not interested in dating a bunch of people and I'm not interested in being one of many either, so, all the best to you in the future, but I don’t think this is going to work.

As soon as I set it, a pit opened up in my stomach. I wasn’t heartbroken or anything like that because I didn’t know him well enough, but, I was a bit gutted. Oh well, What I said was true. I wasn’t interested in being one of many. When I date someone, it's exclusive. On both sides. 

My phone vibrated. He had replied;

Andy: It's not like I’m sleeping with them. We just go out for coffee and stuff, it's just dating. 

Me: That’s not really the point. If you date someone then you’re interested in them. I'm not judging you, I just don't want to date someone who's dating a bunch of other people too. 

Andy: it's really not that serious. If I'm free, I’ll message someone for coffee... That’s it. 

He’s really not understanding what I'm saying at all… 

Me: ..and that’s fine, but I’m sorry, I'm just not comfortable dating someone who is dating a bunch of other people, no matter how harmless it is. 

He didn’t reply after that, but that was fine. He clearly didn’t understand what I was saying. I understand he was trying to say that it was harmless, and that’s fine, but I just wasn’t that kind of girl and I didn’t want to be either. 

Simple. 

I put my phone down on the table and just finished up my food in peace. When my phone did vibrate, I ignored it. No. I needed to just forget about him. Everything that’s happened so far has been a big, bright red flag and this was just the icing on the cake of a relationship that was clearly destined to fail. 

I grabbed the TV remote and put a movie on, just something to keep my mind busy so i wasn’t tempted to text Andy, but with my phone right in front of me on the table… I couldn’t stop thinking ‘’What did he reply?’’. I managed to last about half an hour into Bridget Jones before I grabbed my phone to check the text; 

Andy: Ok, I'm sorry you feel that way. They aren’t that serious or important and I’d like to see where this is going with you, so, I'm more than happy to cut off contact with them.

Really?! 

Great, now I was second guessing myself again. What did I want? Did I want andy? Why? I didn’t even know him. It was like... He had this hold of me and I didn’t know why... 

Me: Really? You’d cut contact with them, for me? Just like that?

Andy: Just like that. 

I couldn’t help but smile. 

Me: Ok. Do it then. 

He didn’t reply for a few minutes but when he did, it was only with one, simple word. 

Andy: Done! 

Me: What do you mean?

Andy: You wanted me to cut contact, I have. Can I take you out on that second date now? :) 

I was smiling again. He really did it? How could I know for sure? I guess… I just had to trust him. 

Me: Ok. 

The night went from there, we spoke more and more about... Well, everything and nothing at the same time. We arranged our second date for next week, bowling. It was my choice. I LOVED bowling and since Andy made a point of telling me that I could choose our date and it could be ANYTHING, it seemed like a great choice. Not only are we going to go bowling, but we’re also going to play the arcade games and claw machines and just have fun. 

Proper kid fun. I really couldn’t wait! I was so excited! Which.. Andy loved it. He said my child-like excitement for silly things was cute. 

... before I knew it, it was after 11 pm and time for bed. I didn’t want to go, and if it wasn't for the fact Andy had work in the morning and already said goodnight, I wouldn't have gone to bed either. I kept rereading his last message over and over again;

Andy: Its bedtime, now be a good little girl and go to sleep. If you don’t, I won't be impressed. Goodnight princess. 

I loved that he had told me to go to bed in such a strict manner, and strangely, every time I read it, I felt more and more sleepy, like this order was actually making me feel tired. 

I climbed into bed and snuggled up under the covers. I took a cute little photo of me and sent it to Andy so he knew I had done as he told me to do and put my phone on the bedside table on the charger plate. 

I just laid there for a few minutes and let my mind wander to random things for a few minutes. Tomorrow was just another boring day, I had some shopping to do, I had some cleaning to do. I had to call home and give my parents the weekly update on how my life is going, but it didn’t matter, because I knew when I opened my eyes in the morning, I’d have a text message of Andy.

With a smile on my face, I closed my eyes and let sleep take over…