And then it was my 21st birthday, friends from all around came to drink. JK like six people came and it was perfect. Male friend showed up and bought me shots of whiskey. That's pretty much all I can really recall from that particular instance, but to be fair, it was also almost a year ago.
So up until Halloween whenever we hung out it was always a party of three. Me, Banana, and the Boy. And then it happened. The Boy and I hung out, just the two of us, for the first time.
And within five minutes we both had made the awkwardness go away because we established what we where to each other: unrelated siblings. Cheers Cheers Cheers. And from that moment, we bgan and adventure of friendship.
We started talking more and more and hanging out on a more frequent basis. Banana also slowly slipped away.
It became a total reversal of how it had been. And well, we were happy about it. I mean I was the girl who essentially told him how it was and translated the insane things the girls he dated were doing. And he was the first guy that I was able to fully trust in a very long time.
In a way his friendship has meant more to me than he will ever understand, and I'm not gonna tell him because that would be weird. But he really has made me able to open up and feel comfortable around the male species at large. So for that, there is no amount of thanks that could ever be enough.
Anyway we lived in our little bubble of friendship for a bit and then the weird questions from others happened.
We were just having a drink with a few people when my Friend went to get another drink. That's when it happened. His friend gave me a weird look and asked
"So, you guys are kinda dating right?"
I said no. His response?
"But you have dated right? I mean you guys kinda, act like it."
Again, I said no.
He was shocked.
"Really? You guys never got together?"
This was just the opening of the flood gates. People began to constantly assume we were dating. It felt weird. He's my best friend, and basically like a sibling. It became a sort of joke between us. But Honestly, most of the time we hung out we talked about the girls he was interested in and had me decoding their crazy.
And no, I'm not saying crazy in ways to make my gender seem lesser, but the girls he dated did all of the conventional and stereotypical things that are normally marked at faux paus. And while what these girls said and did make sense to other girls, they seem to baffle the world of boys. Hence why I was such an important part of helping him deal with dating. But for the most part, I was his confidante and pretty knew everything that was going on.
But it was when he started dating his somewhat serious girlfriend is when things got a tad bit sticky. Maybe because she thought that there was something going on between him and me. (Which I actually didn't know about until last week). I didn't really see Him all that much while he was dating this girl, but when I did he was happy and in love.
And then he got his heart broken. And like a best friend I was there for him. And like a best friend I was the one listening to him at three am when he couldn't sleep and wanted to talk about all of his feelings.
Which of course, made us closer. And reinforcing the idea that there was something between us.
For the record before the next part: There's not.
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