Only In The Movies

As downright depressing the my first blog was, I come to tell a tale of cheap romantic hollywood movie proportions.

How's this for a plotline-

I meet a boy, boy meets me. I like this boy. My best friend likes this boy too. Best friend tells boy about feelings and boy say's that he's not interested in a relationship. I go on trip to the zoo with boy and when boy drops me home he tells me the same thing.
I pretend it was just a friendly thing and life goes on. ( You know when you actually really like the person but pretend not to and say it a bit too enthusiastically?

boy: I'm not sure what your intentions are but i'm not looking for a relationship. I think you're really great though.

Me: OH? what! noooooo! no no it was just friendly, no i.. yeah. cool. See you soon! *Gets out of the car and runs into the house*)

Boy and me continue to see each other at parties and have a good time together. My best friend slips out of the picture for a little while.

Suddenly boy seems to feel the same way, I tell boy how I feel and boy says that he'd like to give it a shot if only I wasn't off limits to him. He tells me i'll find out in good time. The next day I go with boys best friend to the zoo and upon dropping him home he tells me that he likes me. I tell him I like other boy. *insert conversations with both boys good girl friend and much confusion*
In the end boy doesn't like me, I appologize to my best friend and become good friends with boys best friend who is now over me.

Cut to now. I sort of still liked boy even after everything but finally decided to give up and tell boys best friend who says that it's probably a good idea.

I go out to an O-Week party and see boy there. I say hi but stay away from him and dance with my friends. An hour in, cue a gap in the croud and old crush from a few years ago, who I thought was still in France walks over to me.

If I had to tell you anything about this boy it is that he is VERY attractive. We have a strange friendship where I burst his ego bubble because of this very reason. I think that's why we get along. (At the end of year 9 we went to pitch and putt together and he asked me out a couple of days after that but I was so taken aback by the fact that he asked that I got scared and pretended it didn't happen)

I tell him that it's a suprise to see him, he says he's been back for a week. We talk some more, we dance,we kiss. WE KISS. (Yeah I didn't even see that happening, even after a few drinks.) I'm pretty sure my Year 10 self is smiling like an idiot right about now.

Said boy saw us. I wonder what he thinks. Purely out of curiosity of course, I gave him too many chances.

I'm hanging out with old crush on sunday for the first time since pitch and putt. It should be fun.

So really what i've realised and what I already knew (but sometimes it's just a bit hard to do) is that you just have to let go and things work out. As the saying goes "A watched kettle doesn't boil" actually, that really doesn't go with my point at all...