That day has finally come. The training wasn't anything special, I just couldn't wait to go. While I was on a treadmill, right before some boy came in, William came to me and said how he will be waiting for me after the training at the coffee place. Ok, great. After the training, I booked a massage for Monday and so I showered, put some clothes on and makeup. I found him sitting in one of the coffee places around the gym. I sat across him and he introduced me to his friend/the waiter as his client. I ordered coffee but I felt nervous, I felt like I'm on the spot, like everyone is looking at me. The waiter was looking at me like 'anything else, miss?' and because I was nervous I didn't realize that I haven't completed my order and then I added: "Oh, right, coffee with milk."
Will was mostly on his phone texting, I assume with his clients because he kept apologizing and saying how he has to answer. Because of it, I thought how he's not that into me, if he was he would leave the phone away but I also understand that work is important, I'm not saying otherwise. Will asked me for my masters so we talked about that for a little while. We talked about post graduating stuff, jobs and so. Damn, I can't remember everything that happened but I do remember about this thing, what he said. He was first to ask me if I have a boyfriend. I told him "No, not yet." "Oh, you will." Not sure what he meant by that. I was a bit confused. Did he said that like 'Oh you will have it you just need to believe in yourself' kinda thing or more like 'I like you and I will try my best to win you over' or the third option, a friendly option 'you will have it, I am telling you as a friend, you will, just wait and you'll see'? Then I asked him if he has a girlfriend and he said: "Yes, there is one.". So by saying one did he meant that there is another one? It was weird but I had to know so I said something. "There's another one?" "Yes, there is another girl and I got to think about both of them." While he was saying that he turned his head and scratched it which was more like a nervous tic. I don't know. I feel like I am the second one. I wasn't sure. I wanted to think that I am the second girl, I wish that I am but I don't think that I am that lucky. God, I want to kiss him. There is something between us, I can feel it, he can't deny that. I just regret not saying anything about my love life, how there is someone but not sure if he is interested like I am.
I've been thinking a lot today. Why would he tell me that if I'm not the other girl? What was the point of telling me? I only see two options, that he likes me and he wanted to make me jealous and the other where he sees me as a friend and feels like he can talk about girls with me.
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Non-FictionA life. One fragment of this life, of this young woman's life, is particularly hard for her. She's fighting through life to get everything that she ever wanted but there are many obstacles to get there, she keeps falling but she always manages to ge...