I just got home from what I hope was a date with a wonderful guy that ironically enough my mother picked out for me. We shall call him Hunter. After my last romantic disaster it is no secret that I have tried to stay away from love. I have grown into my singledom and I have actually started to live my life. It took losing all the things I thought I needed and wanted before I could be free. I guess you never know how strong you are until you have to be.
Lately my mum and her friend from soccer have been insisting that me and her friend’s son should go out. Supposedly we are perfect for one another. I laughed off these comments and at some point I started to humor her. I talked to him, and it was easy-easy in a way that I didn’t expect. The more I talked to him the more I wanted to be near him. I still didn’t expect to be any more than an acquaintance but then we made plans to go out for a movie, and now I’m hooked.
I’ve just gotten home from seeing Zombieland with him and at some point while sitting beside him in the theater I realized something. I actually want to open up to him. I want to be near him. I want to get to know him. I want to trust him.
I want all of the things I am usually so afraid of.
I call him Hunter because he is just that, a hunter. Not by any means my usual type. But there is just something about him that just clicks. I have no desire to rush into anything but I do know that I want to see him again. He might come to Haunted Hills Estate with me Saturday night if I can talk him out of the first day of hunting season.
Even if I can’t, I look forward to our next…date? He drove me to the movie, paid my way, and drove me home. He hugged me at the end of the night and right now I am almost wishing I had been brave enough to at least kiss his cheek. Although, there is no telling if he thought it was a date or if he even likes me. Time will tell, and for once I am going to be patient, and try not to over-think things(a girl can at least pretend she won’t over-think it, right?). If we go to fast I might bolt, but I don’t want to. I feel oddly at ease with him, comfortable despite us having just started to hang out.
It’s too soon to tell where this will go. For once I am just going to enjoy it, and listen to my gut. I’m done letting the fear of being hurt rule my life. I want to do things right this time. If this little attraction of mine happens to become more than I don’t want to screw it up. It seems so odd to me that after all this time I actually want to get close to someone again.