It all started when I met this guy, named Daniel, years ago when my granddad was a preacher. He’s older than me, which I only recently found out, and was totally ok with me bullying him. I don’t actually remember what I did, but I think he told me that I pushed him down the church stairs one time. Yeah, that’s right, I pushed a boy down the stairs. I’m real hardcore :P NOT!
Anyway, so I met this guy again when my granddad was retiring. At first I didn’t remember who he was, which I felt really bad about because he totally remembered me and my parents, knowing our names and everything. After we spoke for a couple of minutes I said bye and started talking to my cousins, this didn’t put off Daniel at all. In fact, the rest of the night he kind of followed me around as I went from person to person talking. It was weird, but I didn’t really know what to say so I just tried to ignore him. At the end of the night we said an awkward goodbye and then I didn’t see him for a couple more years.
I saw Daniel again at my granddad’s funeral reception. I remembered him, so we spoke for a couple of minutes again. He’s a really sweet guy but there was always this awkward silence that happens once we run out of things to talk about. I ended up just walking away, and of course Daniel followed, which felt like I had a bodyguard or something. Once again, we said a final goodbye in the same way we did five years before. At this final goodbye, I thought that it would probably be the last time I saw or heard from him. Well, I was wrong.
For a couple of months I kept receiving Skype and Facebook requests from someone I thought I didn’t know. After getting the third request on Skype, I blocked them. On Facebook the requests stopped for a while but one day I got a notification that this person had shared one of my pictures. At this point, I had to know who this guy was, so I looked on his profile and skimmed through his pics before I finally recognized him. If you haven’t guessed, it was Daniel.
Now, being the nice person that I am, I decided that I would add him as a friend on Facebook and that would be it. Of course he wanted to talk to me, so we started talking about animals and all kinds of different things. He’s still a really sweet guy, but it’s really uncomfortable how into me he is.
I’m not the type of girl who thinks every guy that sees her, is into her. I mean, sometimes, when a guy glances back at me I think that he might, but I never do anything about it. Of course I like attention, just not like this. It’s gotten to the point where Daniel says things like, “If you’re happy then so am I,” “I like you too much to do that,” “You be safe, I like it when you are,” or “Miss you all.” Those are all sweet things to say, but it sounds more like what a boyfriend would say to his girlfriend.
I asked Daniel one day why he liked me, and he actually gave a good answer. He said that he can talk to me without me being all immature and that he can be himself around me. Not wanting to lead him on, I nicely told him that I wanted to just be friends. However, this hasn’t stopped him from Facebook messaging me everyday or telling me that he misses me.
I wish I didn’t get these weird guys liking me. Do any of you think that only the weird and ugly guys have crushes on you? I mean, don’t get me wrong, there has miraculously been cute guys that have liked me. For instance Will. But, for the most part, it’s been nerds or weirdoes. Daniel is a great guy and I wish him all the best, but I also wish that he would move on and find a nice girl that likes him. Then, he can then be addicted to her instead of me and my family.