In The Middle Of The Night

Got home just after 1am this morning. Had been to Gillians 40th. Dragged along with me my dear friends, Lorna and Charlie. Lorna decided to start drinking Malibu while I was still in the bath so by 23:10 she was already sozzled and complaining about wanting to go home.

Unfortunately for her she had already agreed to go dancing for a bit before we let her go home so her cries and pleas of “my baby is one tomorrow” fell upon deaf ears. Well not totally deaf – we heard enough to know what she was talking about and felt the need to torture the poor girl about loving her daughter more than her son.

*evil laugh*


So we dragged her arse to the night club where she kinda just wobbled like a weevil instead of actually dancing.

Finally decided we had tortured the poor girl enough so we took her home.

I sent Charlie off on the long climb to the top of my house where she would be spending the night and I attempted to go to bed without being distracted by watching Red Dwarf.

Didn’t manage it which is why, when 10 minutes later I heard stones hitting my bedroom window, I still had a full face of make up.

Score.

It was him!!!! He had turned up again just to see lil’ ole me. *grin* So I merrily skipped down the stairs and let him in.

Mwah, mwah later he stops, looks at me and says “can I ask a personal question?”

Bugger, what on earth is he gonna ask??? I immediately think “No, no, no, no, no, no!” But being me what actually comes out of my mouth is “sure”.

“Where do you see us going?”

Now I have never been asked that sort of question before and my first instinct is to avoid it but he is having none of it so, possibly for the first time ever, I answer honestly to a guy I like and don’t really know to well.

I tell him that I like him. I tell him that I want to be with him.

May not seem like much but, for me, it’s a big deal.

Ask anyone.

Now it is a bit complicated and there are a few issues going on in the background that I’m not going to go into as it is annoying and as a kinda safety precaution.

But he likes me. His words “I really do have feelings for you.” I’ve never had anyone have feelings for me before. The rest of the sentence finished, however with “which is strange because you annoy the hell out of me!” Now that I have done before! *grin*

He has been thinking about me constantly and just wants to be with me. Doesn’t want to be without me. It’s so nice. Not had that sort of thing before and I have had a silly grin on my face ever since.

I like this guy.

Lets see how long it takes for me to fuck it up.