I have been crushing on some guy for about a week now and every time I see him, the world simply comes to a standstill for me.
We work in the same building so I generally get to see him almost every day. Sometimes he looks at me and I feel like he can actually see me but it makes me wonder why he has never walked up to me to say something.
I like the way he walks and the way his suit fits him so perfectly, detailing every feature of his godly body. I know it sounds like I’m obsessed, and maybe I am, but ladies, if you see him, you will understand why.
So one day, I was in the washrooms, chilling in one of the cubicles (they are exceptionally clean so sometimes I go there to think). I then heard his angelic voice in the next partition and he said, “How are you doing?”
It got hot all of a sudden and all I could think of was me in his arms.
Since this was a moment too good to not go for, I replied, “Great. How are you doing?”
He continued, “I have had a rough day and I really need a drink.”
To be honest I didn’t even wait for him to ask me out so I just shouted “YES”. I then heard him mumble, what is going on and so I asked what he meant.
Let me remind you that I couldn’t see him, neither could he see me. He continued to murmur words I couldn’t make sense of and each time I asked him what he was saying but he only tried to talk softer.
So I got out of my cubicle and opened his only to see him on phone!
I cannot begin to tell you how badly I wanted the ground to swallow me. He simply smiled and apologised for being too loud and I can swear my feet were glued to the ground. After a few embarrassing seconds of standing there like a total dork, I turned and left.
As I opened the door to get out of the washroom, he called me by my name…and asked if I still wanted to have the drink. I couldn’t help but smile.