Where do i begin? You want to know about the way we met? It was so typical for a teenage crush. Pirates, THE bar to be if you’re about 17 and living in Amsterdam. He must have been 19 at the time. I was out with a friend and a crush of hers. Typical… again. I didn’t even wanted to go there in the first place…
After about an hour I was having a blast, drinks coming from all angles. We were two blonde girls on one of our first girls nights out. I felt his green eyes piercing on me all the time. He was a handsome guy, probably the prettiest I had so far, standing in the corner of the bar. Laughing with his friends, pointing at me several times as far as I remember. Somehow the distance between us became less and less over the evening, maybe it where the crowds maybe the attraction. It wouldn’t take long or we where dancing together and it took even shorter before we where kissing. Before I knew it the lights went on, it was 6 in the morning. He asked me where I lived. I answered. He lived in the same direction. We where drunk. He was too. He drove. I know it was stupid to get in a car with a stranger who had been drinking. But somehow I had a feeling I could trust him. My girlfriend wasn’t thinking any different so we stepped in. He dropped us off safely. By that time I still didn’t know his name. We passionately kissed before getting out of the car.
“Can I get your number?” I asked, getting my breath back.
“Where would you need that for?” I couldn’t believe his respond, I thought… no wait, I felt we were having a connection. “Never mind…”
Slowly I got out of the car. I remember him asking if he would ever see me again. I said; “Maybe..” I knew exactly where we were going the next weekend.
It took months before I won him over. He was playing a game and I knew it. I only knew him from that place but seemed to know him like family. He was witty & silly, also very insecure. Never came up to a girl afraid of being turned down. But most of all, didn’t have any respect for woman. One week he would be all over you, the other not even looking but at another girl. As much as I hated this, I wanted to be with him.
After about half a year he didn’t came at the bar anymore. I did though, I was starting to love the place. A couple of months we had no contact but one day I got a phone call from him. I still don’t know how he got my number, doesn’t really matter. He was playing records at this bar close to where I lived and asked me to come and watch sometime. I truly let some time pass and came in the bar a couple of weeks later with my best friend. He was cute, not spending much attention to me but he seemed to be different. Now here comes the best part. My best friend fell for his best friend and started dating. In the beginning it was a sort of double dating thing, me and him, her and him. For weeks we saw each other everyday. Flirting, kissing, holding hands. I thought I had finally won him over, he even told me he was falling in love with me. After he said that, it was over. I was head over heels, he was holding back. We where seeing each other for a while, like friends with extra’s but never been in a serious relationship. After almost a year of insecurity I told him that I was ready for real love and couldn’t play anymore, the game was over. We’re friends now, true friends, great friends… who can count on each other and I love that. Still I wonder sometimes where we will be in the future. 10 Years, 5 years… Lovers or friends?
