Chapter 4

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Beginning of October 2015

Once we landed in LA, the American picked us from the airport and brought us to the bus stop to go to his place - he had to go to the office. He seemed to be nice, polite, but I did not see any special affection that we had back in my country 2 months ago. As he was working late that first night and girls were tired after the flight, I agreed to meet one guy from Tinder that I chatted for a month or so for some drinks. We had a great time, he was very funny and nice, he reminded me of a Hippie somehow and we went to a speakeasy with Burlesque, I tried the best cocktail ever there - the White Doll.

Once I came back home, we had a chat with American and then went to sleep: girls were sleeping on the couch and I was sleeping with the American. But there were no touches, no kisses - nothing. I thought: "Ok, let's see what about tomorrow". Second and third day he was distant and busy again. Then I got desperate and just asked him what's wrong, and he explained me that he just see me as friend and does not feel anything about me. Of course I was devastated, I freaked out and I did not want to talk to him anymore, I was crying whole day, because I was really into him after those two amazing weeks in my country. How childish of me.

The night after we went out with the girls for a bull ride and just to cheer me up. I could not register my card on Uber and asked the Hippie guy to help. So he ordered us Uber and we went for a bull-riding place, but it was closed due to water leaking. So I wrote to the Hippie guy again, and he came to pick us up and brought to another pub and went somewhere else as he was busy that night. Then I started to chat with one of the guys from Tinder and agreed to meet in that pub. He was game designer, had long dark hair and was very sweet. We started to party with my girls and then ended in some cool club. The Long-Haired Guy really liked me, it was obvious, and he was very touchy - what was completely opposite from the American's behaviour since I came to LA.

The next day the The Long-Haired Guy took me to the most romantic date ever despite me still being depressed about the American. We went to the restaurant in Malibu, had perfect food and wine, there were piano playing and live singing, and it was long-haired guy's birthday. He actually never celebrates it, but he told me that it was the most amazing present to spend time with me. The full moon with an eclipse was that night - and The Long-Haired Guy kissed me for the first time on the hill in the Malibu when I was looking at this amazing moon. It was the greatest date ever until now - and I am not even a romantic type. During the date, The American was texting me numerous times and asked me to come back soon as he and the girls have ordered pizza and were watching movies. It was first time in couple of days that he showed so much attention. When I came back from the date and we went to the balcony to smoke - The American tried to push me to the wall and kiss me, but I refused.

In the next couple of days I met The Long-Haired Guy again and The American started to behave strangely: tried to touch me accidentally and to make a contact with me, but I was avoiding it. I was barely talking to him and tried to be as official as possible. The last night all four of us (my girls, me and The American) went to the bull riding and got a bit wasted. We went to smoke with The American few times and we talked: I explained him that I was surprised that he was so distant and he broke my heart by behaving that nothing happened between us in my country. He explained me that he was scared and confused once I came, and thought that I want something really serious with him. I told him that despite how much I liked him, I am not that stupid and I understand that the overseas relationship is not going to happen and I just wanted to have same amount of fun as in my country. When we came back home, we made out like crazy, but I refused having sex with him as it just felt wrong - he had so many possibilities during that week and decided to use it only the last night.

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