L. and I had made plans to go out on Thursday. We did, however we were both exhausted because we hadn’t slept the night before. L left the club early and since I had no other reason to stay there anymore after that, I left too. Nothing happened between us so I was frustrated because I didn’t know what was going on.

I went out last night to see L. again and see if anything could happen between us. I asked Dave (my best friend who people think that he is my boyfriend, or sometimes think he is my brother, or think he is me even though we don’t look like each other) because I knew L. was not going out alone that night. He was going out with a “friend” (who I shall refer to as friend from now on) and I didn’t know what to make of that. I managed to find no time to talk to him or even be near him for longer than a minute. He kept disappearing with that friend of his. I still don’t know what to think. I am getting really mixed signals from him. Dave was not feeling very well because he saw his ex and it got him down. He was a bit drunk as well so we ended up sitting down on the stairs with me trying to comfort him. At that point we had no idea where L. was. I heard my name being shouted from behind us so I turned around to see L. sitting on his friend’s lap. Could that be a sign? Is that not weird? Then they joined us on the floor and L. asked if Dave and I were getting along. Now that’s definitely a sign! Was that jealousy? Was that pure interest? I don’t know… but he seemed a little relieved when I told him that Dave is my best mate.

I think L. is going through what I’m going through. I think that maybe his friend fancies him and that’s why he kept dragging him away. And I think L. is just as confused as I am. At some point we were back outside, sitting at the lobby (well me Dave that is, because L. had just disappeared again) when he showed up announcing that they were leaving. His friend told me that he was going to a party at another club right after (and invited me to go with him in a way) and L. said that they were going to have something quick to eat and then he would go home. He kissed me goodbye. He kissed me goodbye on the lips, something he had never done before. Now there’s another sign. He also said that we should go out again next Thursday (that’s when he got his next night off from work).

L. is one of the nicest guys I’ve ever met. He’s sweet, fun, mentally mature (not like my ex), honest and very very VERY pretty! I really think that if we got together it would be fantastic for the both of us. However he is one of those people who you know that even if you were simply friends with, it would still be great (of course not as great as the first one).

Changing the subject now:

While in the club I left my phone, lighter and cigarettes on the floor of the lobby-like area of the club. I remembered about my missing phone while dancing. I moved so fast that I think people thought I was on fire. I got a weird expression on my face which resembled my “worrying about something” face. And then run like the wind. The phone, of course, was not there and neither was the lighter. My cigarettes were there though. I realised that I had in fact lost my phone. I don’t care about losing my phone. I care about losing the numbers stored in there. Dave found me as I was picking up the packet of cigarettes. And we both made our way to the entrance to speak to the people at reception.

Yes, they had found my phone! Yes, they gave it back! Yes, I hugged all of them, including the bouncers! They had found my lighter as well and as they gave me my stuff back they said they really loved my phone. I thought that it was a weird thing to say and didn’t think to check the photos on it until today… I know I don’t have embarrassing pictures of myself on it so I wasn’t worried they might have found something like that… All they did was take a photo of themselves. I thought it was sweet and very innocent.

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Written by Colin Brooks on 06.05.06 at 5:32 pm.