"Next time you leave for the day can you take your phone; it’s been ringing all day.” My loving roommate said, as I walked in the door to my, ahem our apartment. I nodded subtly at her and picked up my phone.
12 missed calls. Great.
2 were from my boss asking me if I had sent in my weekly articles for publishing, I told her I had, and sent her a conformation email.
4 were from Greg, apologizing, and then asking me to pick up my phone. None of which I responded to.
1 was from Amy, asking me to lunch. I looked at the clock, 4:40, I guess I kind of lost track of time. There goes that idea.
The other 5 were from Holly. I listened to the messages carefully; she talked so quickly this is all I could pick up.
‘You…and…not answering…Greg told Joe…Oh my gosh…no way…I knew it…call me…call me…call me…’
It alarmed me at how frantic she sounded over such a small thing, but with Holly, nothing was ever just ‘small.’
She knew, great. That was exactly what I didn’t want to happen. Holly may be my best friend in the world, but she couldn’t keep a secret to save her life. I knew I had to call her before she started to make assumptions. However, I was never any good at talking on the phone, I just always hated it. There was always those awkward pauses and those even more awkward times when you say something at the same time. Ugh, just really not my thing.
So I decided my best bet was to text Holly, then I could have some time to think about my answers a little bit, and she wouldn’t accuse me of hesitating.
Hey Holls.
Dude, you totally owe me an explanation.
I know I know. So here it goes, I was drunk. That’s my explanation.
That’s it? You’re not in love with Greg?
Hell no. You know that Holly.
I know I just wish that I could have someone to double date with. You can’t keep searching forever you know.
I just don’t want to get hurt. I replied honestly, rejection was another fear of mine.
Everyone will hurt you sooner or later. You just have to decide which ones are worth hurting for.
That was probably the best advice anyone had given me. I already knew that it was inevitable to feel hurt around every corner, but whether to spend your time on it was a tough decision. I wondered where Holly got that from. I must be a quote from somewhere. If she came up with that I would be shocked
And, another thing, was I really that annoying with my love life? I never said she had to set me up on all those dates. What she doesn’t understand is that all the men she lines up for me, are her idea of perfect, not mine. I collapsed on my bed and sighed.
I always used to wish I could have found someone like Holly did. Take out the hassle of single life and just jump in to coupledom. I don’t know if I would want that now, to be tied down. I don’t want to settle down yet. I’m only 21, there’s still time.
But what if.
What if I run out of time. What if there’s no one out there for me. They say love is ignoring imperfections, but maybe I just have too many to look past. I did what I do best and made a list.
Elle: Pros and Cons
Cons: Boring, Normal, Average, Clumsy…
Pros: ….
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