Well you read the Before the date now you’re reading what happened after the date along with now.
So I said that I was nervous. I was scared nervous. I can’t understand how I even got through with it. If my friend Liz wasn’t there I wouldn’t have been able to breathe. Ariel was a big help being there as well. I’m sure you want me to go into detail what happened but it was just a bunch of awkward not talking and nerves.
My first reaction to anything is to overthink what happened. The next day I had a two hour drive to do which meant more thinking, phone calls with family and a two hour game to video.
So during the game my coworkers/friends kept asking me about him. All I remember during the hockey game is I asked him to be my friend on Facebook. Then after the game and several reminders, I wrote to him apologizing for the nervous and awkward side of me and hoped to at least have future hang outs. I put myself out there, which isn’t something I normally do.
He read it because Facebook lets you know when that happens and at first I waited patiently for him to reply. Patience went to impatient, then to realization I’m getting ignored, to I give up. Wednesday and no reply meant nothing was happening. Nevora told me to move on Monday. Amanda told me to just give time but Wednesday even she was a little fed up. Liz same thing on Wednesday, she even told me that because I was so nervous that it showed I wasn’t interested, not something I wanted to happen but I couldn’t help the nerves. I muted the conversation, I wasn’t expecting a reply any time soon so I just didn’t want to get my hopes up anymore.
Thursday. Thanksgiving. I actually forgot about it except with my cousin who drove me to my aunts that day asked if he wrote to me. That was around 12ish. I didn’t check my phone knowing the answer would be no. My aunt asked me about it, I just said nothing’s going to happen, so I gave up. She told me to get the conversation up so I could show her what I said. I opened it and saw “J sent a sticker” (I’m not using his name). After seeing that I squawked or squeaked, either way a noise came out like a strangled sound. My aunt gave me a smirk and said that’s from him right? I went red. He said Happy Thanksgiving in caps with lots of exclamation marks after it and a sticker of a turkey. My mom FaceTimed me after this. I talked to him for 2 hours before we both had to stop, he went to go play games with his family and I was about to have supper. My smile never left my face. We continued talking that night.
We talked the next day before I headed back to go film a game. We talked Saturday. Sunday we talked that night for four and a half hours. Amanda told me she asked her boyfriend what it meant if a guy talked to a girl for four and half hours, he said oh that means a guy likes her.
Do I know the actual answer to this? Possibly. I’m not exactly allowed to say, he could read this. He could see my giving up moment. He could see that I was scared and I didn’t know what else to do. I still am nervous, but it’s more of an excitement because this could be something big or it may be something that just has us turn into friends. I’m willing to find out what this truly will be.
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