Although a little quirky and unorthodox when I had first met her, I was quickly infatuated with her. Not only was she beautiful, she was great person with a warm personality.
She made it evident she liked me back from the texts she would send me.
Every time she would say she loved me and missed me I would never know how to reply, I of course did fancy her but whenever I asked if she wanted to do something or offer to take her out she would make up an excuse almost every time.
I asked if I could take her out for valentines day, perhaps a nice restaurant. Although she agreed at first, she told me she couldn’t make it, on the day. How I was feeling at the time was not helped by one of my mates telling me he saw her with someone else.
After a few months of no communication between us, me and her started talking again towards the middle of summer. I kept in mind what happened around valentines day at first but I figured that times change as do people, and we quickly started flirting again.
Before she went on holiday I took her to the cinema and we had a brief chat afterwards before she went home. She was quite different from how I remembered her but still had that unique and quirky charm in her.
She would text me while she was on holiday and tell me that she wants me to take her on holiday, or that when she got back we should go on a picnic. It sounded great! She wants to spend time with me right?
When she was back in London I told her to let me know when she’s free and I can take her out somewhere.
I would get messages from her while she was drunk often asking to see me but none asking to actually meet up and do something while she was sober. So I started asking to meet up with her again. Every time I asked she said she yes. Every time it came to close to the date she would make up an excuse of why she can’t make it.
Truly fed up now I started speaking to her less and less. Very passive-aggressive and not assertive of me, I know. She messaged me one day saying she was at my favourite pub and I should come down for a drink. I went with my friend who I was with. She was cool to be around as usual, I got to meet her mum and her friends, had a few drinks, it was a good day.
We spoke a lot more after that. She would say she missed me, loved me and really wanted to see me and worried that she wouldn’t be able to after summer.
I asked her out once just before the end of summer. She cancelled as usual to go out with her friend that day but said I could see her the day after. She promptly made up an excuse for that day also, as she did the following day.
It’s been a few weeks since then, we still talk sometimes. I haven’t dared to ask her out again.