I was shivering, and he gave me his hoodie.
Harriet had always been a hopeless romantic, and easily fell in love. She always had this fantasy of getting the hoodie from a guy.
Don't ask me why, but the idea of a guy taking his hoodie off and giving it to me sounds very intimate.
She was at her friend's birthday, and had been drinking. She was a little drunk, and went out to get some air. It was a chilly night in October.
Ryan was a cousin of my friend, who had the birthday. He came out to check on me. I had not met him before, so it was a sweet gesture by itself. He sat down and we started talking. When he noticed I was shivering, he took his hoodie off and gave it to me.
And that moment - it was so beautiful. Here I was, with a guy who I met few hours ago. He seemed caring. And he fucking gave me his hoodie. It was a moment I always dreamt of. It was, as if, all the stars were aligned for me.
She was smiling, ears to ears, as she remembered that night.
No - nothing happened. We talked and then we went inside. I was sitting with him and we were singing the songs along.
I need attention. I'm not needy, but I need attention. When I was 16, I was talking to a guy on instagram. He had pick me vibes, but he gave me the attention. We were going to meet at a coffee shop by his place. I did not have a way to get to there. I couldn't ask my parents to drive me, and the train didn't go all the way. And the place was sketchy. So it fell off.
It was for good. After she decided not to meet him, he disappeared. Sketchy might have been an afterthought. She was a hopeless romantic. Also doing something forbidden, under the nose of her parents, was enthralling to her.
After the party, I sent Ryan a friend request on Instagram. He accepted right away, but that's where we left it off. He didn't message me at all, and I didn't want to. Even when my friends coaxed, I was hesitant to even say "hi".
I knew I would see him again, in a different party in December. I did not want to push too hard. Deep inside, I was afraid I might come off as needy.
December could not come fast enough for our hoodie girl...
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