It was in a moment of tiredness, that I gave my number.
They were sitting at a table and we were invited to sit there.
I was with company and the sun was shining.
The girls I was with, knew the people sitting at the table.
Is what I thought.
Not so much about giving my number, but with sitting there with these people.
We had a couple of drinks and much was said.
There were some guys sitting at the table and also some girls, when we joined them.
There was a lot of laughter, but mostly I was listening.
Not that I don’t like to speak.
But we were invited and apart from the company I was with, I didn’t knew anyone.
Besides that, I didn’t feel much in the mood to say a lot.
But it was shortly before we left, the conversation took a little bit of a turn.
Not that there was any fighting, but I remember that voices were raised.
Perhaps it was that I was tired, but I started to just sing.
I don’t know exactly anymore what it was, but the voices turned down and the people started to laugh again.
But I don’t know if it was because of the singing that one of the guys noticed me.
However he did and said : ‘You are very observant’.
Shortly after his words, we had our last drink.
I had paid my drinks and stood outside close to our table.
I think he took his chance, because I didn’t notice him standing next to me.
‘Can I get your number?´ Is what he asked.
For sure I was tired, but I also thought it wouldn’t do any harm.
It was the next day I received a message.
‘I don’t only find you observant, but also very attractive’.
It took me a little hour to find the words for my message, that I wasn’t looking for anything.
To my surprise he messaged me right back and said that my directness, was something he really appreciated and if I liked to share a drink with him.
That was his question.
A drink would have been fine for me, is what I answered.
However, in the end it never happened.
On the day he proposed to have a drink, I was tired and the next day was the only opportunity for me that week to have a drink.
But when the next day came, he never send me any message.
I have to say I was actually happy about that, because although I said that I wasn’t looking for anything, he tried to hook up with me despite of it.
But perhaps, my rejection was an invitation for him, to try.
It is something what I later thought.
But then again, if he really wanted to have a drink with me, I don’t quite get why he didn’t text me when I said I had the time.
It was a week later that I received another message from him.
Something why we didn’t manage to have that drink and who it was to blame.
I didn’ t reply to him and I believe I also had deleted his phone number.
I don’t know if that was really polite. For me to not reply.
But then again, I had already said that I wasn’t interested.
Asking why we didn’t have a drink was unnecessary.
But with not replying, I was giving him a message.
Surely he understood this time, I didn’t hear from him eversince.
However, I find it interesting that the words that I said were seen as an invitation.
‘That I wasn’t looking for anything’.
I understand from a point of ‘hard to get’, that guys have to try again.
But it wasn’t hard to get I wasn’t looking for anything.
I didn’t speak with anyone when we were having the drink.
I was already not open from the beginning.
But I will give him the benefit of the doubt, because there are girls out there who are giving mixed messages.
However I am not one of them.
I’d rather choose love instead.