About 2 months ago, my friend wanted me to introduce to him. Everytime she asks me to meet him I would give her a NO. It's because I'm afraid of rejections. Add it up that I was still mourning for my unrequited love. But then my friend told me that if I meet him it does not necessarily mean that we have to like each other. I guess she was right. Meeting someone from the opposite gender does not equate to a romantic relationship.
Finally, the time came that we have to meet. I can say that he's very charming. I liked the way he smiled. He was wearing a plain white shirt, I dunno but it looked good on him. :)
I noticed that my friends were sneaking on taking photos with the two of us so I asked him to pose with me to satisfy them. Hahaha uhm...well I liked it in the first place :p When we were planning to go on our next destination, our friends told us to walk ahead. I'm really thankful to my friends for pushing us away from them. I appreciate him making me comfortable with him. He would talk to me random things and then blurt out jokes which I found it funny even when some of them are a little cheesy. Hahaha I'm weird.
Then night came that some of my friends had to go home first. Our common friend insisted that we should enjoy the night first before we go home. Again, for the nth time she isolated us. The two of us decided to go to a nearby mall. Unexpectedly, my heart started to beat faster. I was starting to get more nervous while walking on the street beside him. We were just walking and talking and walking until we reached the last floor. We stopped and leaned over the rails while looking at the colorful lights from each household of that place. It was beautiful, I must say. He asked me if I wanted to take a photo but I told him no. Blame shyness. Urgh.. I really wanted to but this stupid shyness ate me up.
We went to a coffee shop to have chat. While we were talking I was looking at his eyes. I think he got uncomfortable that sometimes he had to look at random things just to avoid my gaze for a moment. :p
Before heading to the bus terminal we went back to our friend's house to get our things. We had a photo together. Honestly I wanted to give him a hug but then I controlled myself. It's obvious that I like him , since in the first place I would not go with him, whom I just met a few hours earlier to a place where it's just him and me and other people but then I still don't want to have a touchy touchy impression to him. When we were about to hop in the bus, I shook hands with him and thanked him. My friend jokingly said to give him a hug. I just smiled and waved. I would really love to give him a hug but it's not the right time yet.
Everything that happened were my first time. As of now I'm glad that those things happened with him.
