i’m looking for some advice from minds wiser than mine here.
i’ll try and explain…
Woman X used to live with my best friend (Woman Y) when they were at uni and is one of Y’s best mates in the entire world. At a party during our final year (2001) i properly talked to her for the first time.
At the party she started to talk to me - normally i’m very shy, a terrible socialiser and an awful “face to face” conversationalist. Women get bored and wander away quickly (even when i’m actually trying). :rolleyes:
BUT
she managed to catch me at that “perfect” (and incredibly rare) stage of drunkenness - the one where you are drunk enough (at least in my case) to be quite social and be talkative and reasonably entertaining and funny but not drunk enough to start talking (and acting) like a twat.
Anyway, nice night is had by all we talk to each other a lot - she even manages to get me onto the dance floor at one point. Eventually people drift home at various times - i’m one of the last to leave and so is she (at this point we’ve been getting chummy for hours) - and she smiles and asks whether i wan’t to go with her in the taxi
i declined since i didn’t live that far away and fancied walking back and clearing my head a bit with the fresh air. I remember being really confused at the time - because her house was in completely the wrong direction for me so why the hell would she want to have her cab go out of the way to drop me off?? :smack:
Anyway, from then on we’d always chat at parties, we met for lunch at the pub a couple of times - it was cool, we were mates etc.
Then one day she rang me up and asked me out. :eek:
which i had completely not seen coming and took me totally off guard. I’m completely crap with women and at reading them - and i don’t mean just “bad” i mean that my women-dealing-with abilities are less than zero (which i really hate).
now don’t get me wrong - she’s the same age as me (22) and is a VERY VERY pretty woman, but not my type at all - she’s very girly girl and whilst she’s quite bright, she’s not really her own person (whereas individuality etc. is what i find most attractive in women) - very much a socialite and happy to be a sheep or told what to do - the kind of girl who would normally be found dating members of the football or rugby team as a "trophy"girlfriend. If this was an American teen flick, she wouldn’t be the Leader of the cheerleaders but she would be the non-bitchy one who is second in charge.
Anyway somehow i managed to say “no” in a way that was not completely horrible (i earnt a grudging nine out of ten from Woman Y) and after a brief “not talking too much” period we are still friends - i’ve helped her out when she’s had problems and i’ve always been quite happy to play the “listener” role when shes just needed someone to vent to.
The problem is that despite knowing that i’m not interesting she still (according to Y) REALLY likes me - and is on a semi-mission to “get” me (and won’t be deterred). whilst she is still having fun and doing the non-serious shagging stuff with her usual types of guy, i have officially been designated “proper serious boyfriend” target, and have been for about six to eight months.
Which means that at any occasion when we both happen to be there - i get zoomed in on. and as well as the good conversations, having a laugh etc. etc. i also recieve the full on flirting, and gratuitous “oops i’ve dropped my purse i’ll just bend over right in front of you to pick it up” stuff. Which obviously increases as she gets drunk.
Now this is a situation that i’m just not equipped to deal with since stuff like that just doesn’t happen to me - ever. Women don’t talk to me or flirt with me - they ignore me or (at best) want me to be “just a mate”. I’m a complete geek for chrissake!
So when this all happens, according to my mates i look like a deer dazzled by headlights!
Now don’t get me wrong - its very flattering, and i can’t deny that i certainly enjoy the attention - i’ve never known anyone who’s liked me that much before, and thats certainly nice. plus i’ve jumped up in the opinion of my (male) friends. In the words of one of them:
“i’d sell my soul to satan just to smell her underwear let alone shag 'er!”
(yes he actually said that. :rolleyes:)
and they can’t understand why i’m not seizing this opportunity.
and don’t get me wrong - if it was just the casual shag thing that she was after then wild horses wouldn’t keep me away but i KNOW that she is after something more than that, and i KNOW that i could never have anything more than that with her. At the end of the day, i could be a complete bastard and just use her but:
- I’d hate myself for doing it
- Shes my best friend’s best friend - talk about complicated if things go wrong…
- She’s MY friend too - and i know it would really, really kill her - so i couldn’t ever do that to her.
So i’m left with a situation which is certainly flattering (although i seriously can’t work out why for the life of me anyone - particualrly someone like her - would really want me that badly!) - but is both annoying and very dangerous (she is a very good looking girl, and it would be so easy one day when i’ve drunk too much and have been egged on a bit by the guys to give in…).
sigh
I don’t know what to do.
Help