Dating

Last nite, (Sunday Nite) and Saturday also.. I went out with J. Great guy. Sweet, passionate, smiley, funny... and cute. He called my cell, letting me know he was outside my house, I smiled, as we had talked earlier that day. We both like to talk alot, so we seemed to hit it off well. So... he called my cell, I asked him to come in, and said sure, I opened the door, and this gorgeous guy was walking across the street, I smile and look at him, he's stunning... beautiful smile, I bring him in for a moment, my aunt talks his ear off, and he meets Darian briefly.. and we leave...

I looked forward to spending the evening with him, at first mostly because T. didn't show again... and I was trying my hardest, before I got the call from J. not to cry and cry and cry...

So we go play pool, have a nice time,flirt just a bit, rub shoulders while playing.. slight touches and looks...

We both agree that we want to leave, but not sure what we want to do. We ended up going to a bar, ate some food, had a few drinks, and talked... and talked.. by the end of the evening, he was feeling a bit tired, but didn't want to go home, but we finally went around 2 am. We were flirting a bit more, holding hands...

So he takes me home... and parks in the street just a sec... and i get two slight kisses.. with just a bit of tongue... I smiled and blushed.. and ran off to my house.. He waited in the car, till I unlocked the door, and then drove off. I asked him to call me to let me know he got home alright, because he had a few drinks, and was tired... so he did call, which made me feel nice...

So I'm lazing around Sunday.. afternoon...deciding to order pizza... and I see J. gets online... has an away message, something.. something... well give me a call, I'm busy practicing guitar... so I take that as an invite to call.

He seems happy to hear from me. We talk about being bored.. then I ask if he wants to hang out and do something later.. we agree. .. but neither can seem to agree what to do....(this is how things were yesterday with us too)

We both are not from around here, and not really sure what is good to do. We had dinner at a nice restaurant.. the name slips my mind... and then talk about seeing a movie.. and i was kind of thinking.. maybe just go hang out as his place..so we can talk and what not.. ( i had to be in a midnite to pick up Francis). And that is what he suggests.. so we go to Blockbuster, get a movie, The Terminal, and go back to him place and watch it. It was nice... nice apt, nice atmosphere. I think I make him nervous, cuz at one point Sunday or Saturday I told him I was nosy... so he had to go to his car and get his cell. and I don't know if he was trying to be funny, which he is..alot.. or serious.. and he says.." no snooping around" .. and I was like.. I would never do that without ur permission... which i wouldn't I have no reason not to trust him..

Either way.. we watch the movie.. held hands... i rubbed his shoulders a bit.. while we were cuddling.. he rubbed mine... and i got a few kisses out of him. He kind of knew I was wanting to kiss, I guess cuz the way i was looking at him. I wonder if he's just that much of a gentleman, or if.. he's not attracted to me... like I am to him.. He did show me some of his families pictures on his computer, which was cool.. :)

But we came home.. was running a bit late, cuz it had snowed a bit and was icy.... So I asked could he pick up Francis.. it was on the way mostly.. he didn't seem to want to, but he agreed. I didn't think it was too much to ask for, since A. we were already out, and B. it was on the way, C. If we didn't pick him up on the way, I'd have to go find my car, clean it off, warm it up, and then go back to where I was.... and then come home, park my car, and walk back home thru this shit....

I got a few kisses while he was parked in front of my house.. then he wanted me to go, he wanted to get home and get to bed, he gets home early in the am. We work opposite shifts, so if/when I see him again it will be on the weekend. I asked him did he want me to call him this week, he was like, yeah.. cuz I told him I could call from work.

THing is, I'm a bit jealous already.. partly cuz I'm not sure where he wants to take this, he has another date tommorrow, with some other girl he met on the net... though last nite.. well... he acted like, if he found someone... that he wouldn't go on the date.. but then I told him.. about my aunt and Francis harassing me about him being my boyfriend... I said.. "he is not.." and then he (J.) sort of picked on me about it... kind of like someone would, if they really wanted to be ur bf...

I'm not really sure, but I'll try not to sweat it...
I think the thing I like the most.. is ... while I was with him, I thought about him, I thought about... devouring him... and I didn't think about T. once.. Until I got home...

And now, the behaviours, he displays towards me.. still hurt me, I cry inside, because I know he's a player... and that he will never be my prince. My PRINCE would call when he says, and show up regardless, without some excuse about being broke. My prince would at least, call and talk to me on the phone, rather than doing god nows what with who knows who, if he couldn't come.... My PRINCE would love me for who I am, despite mine and his problems... My PRINCE, would be here to hold me, and to love me... and to show me he cares.... My PRINCE, would NEVER string me along, and tell me he loves me.. then continue to hurt me, time and time again.. My PRINCE would move heaven and earth to be with me, just as I would with him......