saturday night fever

the emailing back and forth started last week. it progressed to text by tuesday. he asked me out on wednesday. we spoke on the phone on thursday. we confirmed to meet on saturday.

it was the most perfect date ever. ST. hes 6ft1, property manager. indian. hindu. and really quite hot.

we met at around 5.45pm, and walked our way to pizza express at picadilly circus. he held my umbrella for me. he opened the door for me when we arrived. we waited to be seated during which we talked a little. chit chat. i was so shy. he was so nervous. i kept looking at him when i could, so that i could learn him. he’s as gorgeous as he was in his pictures. and so tall!

we were shown our table and he pulled out my seat for me. we sat down and relaxed a little. we talked a bit more easily. about this and that. he has never been to pizza express. the waiter came round, and we hadnt even thought about what to eat. so we spent a little longer. he ordered a starter for us to share. he also gave the waiter my order, which was SO sexy of him. i had a diet coke, he had orange juice. i had a zucchini funghi pizza, he had a padana pizza. theres something so manly and direct about a guy who just orders the food for you. he even poured my diet coke for me.

we spent about what must have been an hour and a half eating our dinner, and then we got dessert. he ordered for me again. i liked him some more.

somehow, it had been 3 hours later, and i was feeling sleepy after a pretty big meal. but we continued to talk and chat and laugh and find out more about each other. he paid the bill, even though i offered to split it (even he knew i expected him to pay it lol). and went for a walk around central london. here and there. just talking. for no reason. there were moments where i desperately wanted him to hold my hand. finally we walked all the way back up to picadilly circus, and i told him i should make a move home because i needed to wake up early today and do some revision. he reluctantly agreed. i said he could walk me to my bus stop, he said of course, and if i wanted, he would walk me all the way home. i made a compromise, and said he could walk me to the station closest to my home. he agreed, and thats when he slipped his hand into mine. it took me by surprise. and my stomach started fluttering like crazy.

we walked a little way, and i adjusted my hand and put it in his. his fingers interlocked mine. and he squeezed my hand tight. i went blank. i couldnt even think of a single word to say apart from “erm. hm”.

we walked slowly, he held my umbrella again. he didnt let go of my hand. he stroked it gently with his thumb. my hand belonged to him now. he switched the umbrella to the hand holding mine, and i held on to his arm. i complained he was too tall, and he said sorry lol.

he then told me he thought i was a pretty girl. and that in my picture i looked a little like a tomboy, and he was so glad i was so girly. and that he was going to buy me flowers, but wasnt sure if id like them. i swooned a little. he also told me my hair was wavier than he expected, and that it looked gorgeous. he also told me he couldnt tell i was wearing any make up. he noticed my interlocked fingers were cold and changed his hand so that mine was in his, my palm against his, so that he could warm up my whole hand.

it was sooooo romantic and sooooooooooooooo cute. when we reached one of the bus stops from where i could finally catch my bus, we waited for a little while. just talked a little. suddenly he revealed that he HAD got me a present, and pulled out a little harrods bag and pushed it into my purse while my eyes were closed. i was so surprised he got me something! he told me to not open it till i got home. standing at the bus stop, i was so sure he was about to kiss me. SK told me i wasnt allowed to kiss him. no matter what.

and i REAAAAAAAALLY wanted to kiss him, but i didnt want to risk it. so i made sure he didnt get an oppurtunity to.

when my bus came, he asked me if i wanted to get on it or wait for the next one, i told him i should go, he was so disappointed.. i hugged him, he caught the end of my hug and held me close, just before i pulled away. he had been holding my hand tight and i hated the feeling of him letting go.

i managed to jump on to the bus and waved at him. he actually waited for me to get on and wave at him!

of course i looked at what he got me on the bus. it was a little box of 4 mini Dior perfumes. i have no Dior perfumes. it was soooo cute.

i got home and texted him that i loved the present and couldnt wait till i saw him again.

he called to check i got home ok and told me he’d call later.

i got tired and texted him that i was going to go to sleep and to call tomorrow 🙂

he texted back the sweetest message. he said “had a real good time knowing u better…and i loved the way you held ur hair and leaned on the table on ur right side looking at me…u looked real adorable”.

he noticed that!? he noticed tiny things about me, like how i was wearing nail polish, and had a necklace wrapped around my wrist. i had no idea he was thinking that at dinner. i must have just been rambling about something or other and got a bit sleepy and rested my head on my hand. and all the time he was thinking “shes so cute”.

so yeah. im pretty smitten.

just gonna take it slow and see how it goes 🙂

bt things are looking up, and so am i.