Shocking
This post is rather large and it's a bit ranty so I'm hinding it under the cut.
I have no idea of how to start this post. So little and so much happened last night. I could write every single detail down, but there is really no point because it would just bore you and I would make me upset.
*just remembered how he wanted to start the post*
Another rejection.
The same story.
A diferent attitude.
I went to fight knowing that I would lose that battle. I guess that that's just the kind of soldier I am. Idealistic...and stupid.I wasn't planning on telling him, at least not in the way I did, but it just came out, I couldn't help myself.
Stefano and I went to have drinks at Fashioncafe, just the two of us. Later that evening Juan, Stefano's friend, joined us. I was a little bothered at the beginning, but I didn't care later because he's alright.
The problem started when we caught sight of one of the most dangerous predators that exist nowadays, the skank. Let's start with how this woman was dressed, she was wearing yellow leggings, black shoes, blue-jeans hot pants, a red top, and a black coat. It wasn't scary, it was terrifying.
So skank and her friend, slut, came up to us and started talking. I saw it comming. It was like horrid car crash that you see in slow motion. You want to stop it, but you can't. You can't do anything but watch. I did all I could. I whispered into his ear and told him that she was a slut, I told him that everytime I had seen her she was with a diferent guy, I told him that she had herpes!!!!!! (ok, the last one was a lie, but you can't blame me for trying. After all, it was for his own good.)
Anyway, we ended up in a club called "Shocking". The irony between the name of the club, the skank's outfit, and my situation is just so...priceless. In the club we were dancing and unfortunatly I had to pose for a picture with skank (I had no choice). That's when Stefano comes up and says,
"You say she's a whore, but you sure have no problem to take a picture with her!"
Me: It's just a picture!
*I get pissed*
Me: I you want her, go! It's your life not mine, but you already know my opinion!
1) Stefano and skank start dancing.
2) Stefano and skank dance in a very smutty way.
3) Harald's heart starts failing.
4) Slut (skank's friend): Oh my God, I can't believe it. In Fashioncafe we were talking and saying that that guy (Stefano) was kinda cute, so we went up ans started talking to you guys, and now they're making out. Ins't it great?
5) Harald crumbles down.
6) Harald runs away because he didn't pay to watch that show
I've experienced many things that make your heart ache in this life. I can surely name you a few. Watching the person you are in love with kissing someone else in front of you is on of the top five, for sure.
I ran to the bathroon and hid myself there for a while, but I didn't cry. I wanted to be strong and prove myself that I didn't care, but I just couldn't. My brain was telling me to swallow it, but my heart...I know this sounds cliche, but my heart had been torn appart in a million pieces.
Note to self: Never listen to "My Heart will go on" when I'm writing a sad post.
Somehow, I managed to put myself together and go back to the table were everyone was. I was going there with the intention of getting my coat and getting the hell out of there. When I got to the table, I found the loveliest surprise of them all: Skank and Slut were making out. I swear to God, I'm not making this stuff up. It know it seems like a badly written episode of The OC.
Stefano came up to me and he said that he had been asking for me, wondering where I was. He quickly noticed that I was not okay, so he took me to a sofa away from the Pussycat Dolls and the rest of the people. That's when I said it. He asked me what was wrong many times, before I finally found the courage.
"I didn't want to tell you this, but I'm in love with you, and I can't watch you with a girl in front of me...I'm just not strong enough."
He told me he wasn't expecting it which surprised me, I mean, could I be more obvious? but he didn't freak, at all, he was actually very smooth with the whole deal. Something tells me that it wasn't the first time he had been in that situation. He said all the right things, God bless him. He said that he liked me very much, but that he was straight. He told me that he wasn't going to think any diferent from me, that he would still see me the same way, and that I was going to meet someone and that it was going to be perfect.
He also told me that he admired "my balls" for being honest with him. He thought I was brave about quiting school and for coming out to him. I guess I am a Gryffindor after all.
I don't know how he did it, but he made me feel good again. Incredibly, the rest of the night wasn't awkawrd, at all. The way he handeled things made me like him ever more. *facepalm* Still, even if the rest of the night was okay. I still went home with the cold stab of rejection in my guts...again.
I'm sad, of course I am, but I'm not crushed. I'm just happy he somehow managed to get into my life, and maybe one day our paths will cross again. Who knows?
*sighs*
I have no idea of how to start this post. So little and so much happened last night. I could write every single detail down, but there is really no point because it would just bore you and I would make me upset.
*just remembered how he wanted to start the post*
Another rejection.
The same story.
A diferent attitude.
I went to fight knowing that I would lose that battle. I guess that that's just the kind of soldier I am. Idealistic...and stupid.I wasn't planning on telling him, at least not in the way I did, but it just came out, I couldn't help myself.
Stefano and I went to have drinks at Fashioncafe, just the two of us. Later that evening Juan, Stefano's friend, joined us. I was a little bothered at the beginning, but I didn't care later because he's alright.
The problem started when we caught sight of one of the most dangerous predators that exist nowadays, the skank. Let's start with how this woman was dressed, she was wearing yellow leggings, black shoes, blue-jeans hot pants, a red top, and a black coat. It wasn't scary, it was terrifying.
So skank and her friend, slut, came up to us and started talking. I saw it comming. It was like horrid car crash that you see in slow motion. You want to stop it, but you can't. You can't do anything but watch. I did all I could. I whispered into his ear and told him that she was a slut, I told him that everytime I had seen her she was with a diferent guy, I told him that she had herpes!!!!!! (ok, the last one was a lie, but you can't blame me for trying. After all, it was for his own good.)
Anyway, we ended up in a club called "Shocking". The irony between the name of the club, the skank's outfit, and my situation is just so...priceless. In the club we were dancing and unfortunatly I had to pose for a picture with skank (I had no choice). That's when Stefano comes up and says,
"You say she's a whore, but you sure have no problem to take a picture with her!"
Me: It's just a picture!
*I get pissed*
Me: I you want her, go! It's your life not mine, but you already know my opinion!
1) Stefano and skank start dancing.
2) Stefano and skank dance in a very smutty way.
3) Harald's heart starts failing.
4) Slut (skank's friend): Oh my God, I can't believe it. In Fashioncafe we were talking and saying that that guy (Stefano) was kinda cute, so we went up ans started talking to you guys, and now they're making out. Ins't it great?
5) Harald crumbles down.
6) Harald runs away because he didn't pay to watch that show
I've experienced many things that make your heart ache in this life. I can surely name you a few. Watching the person you are in love with kissing someone else in front of you is on of the top five, for sure.
I ran to the bathroon and hid myself there for a while, but I didn't cry. I wanted to be strong and prove myself that I didn't care, but I just couldn't. My brain was telling me to swallow it, but my heart...I know this sounds cliche, but my heart had been torn appart in a million pieces.
Note to self: Never listen to "My Heart will go on" when I'm writing a sad post.
Somehow, I managed to put myself together and go back to the table were everyone was. I was going there with the intention of getting my coat and getting the hell out of there. When I got to the table, I found the loveliest surprise of them all: Skank and Slut were making out. I swear to God, I'm not making this stuff up. It know it seems like a badly written episode of The OC.
Stefano came up to me and he said that he had been asking for me, wondering where I was. He quickly noticed that I was not okay, so he took me to a sofa away from the Pussycat Dolls and the rest of the people. That's when I said it. He asked me what was wrong many times, before I finally found the courage.
"I didn't want to tell you this, but I'm in love with you, and I can't watch you with a girl in front of me...I'm just not strong enough."
He told me he wasn't expecting it which surprised me, I mean, could I be more obvious? but he didn't freak, at all, he was actually very smooth with the whole deal. Something tells me that it wasn't the first time he had been in that situation. He said all the right things, God bless him. He said that he liked me very much, but that he was straight. He told me that he wasn't going to think any diferent from me, that he would still see me the same way, and that I was going to meet someone and that it was going to be perfect.
He also told me that he admired "my balls" for being honest with him. He thought I was brave about quiting school and for coming out to him. I guess I am a Gryffindor after all.
I don't know how he did it, but he made me feel good again. Incredibly, the rest of the night wasn't awkawrd, at all. The way he handeled things made me like him ever more. *facepalm* Still, even if the rest of the night was okay. I still went home with the cold stab of rejection in my guts...again.
I'm sad, of course I am, but I'm not crushed. I'm just happy he somehow managed to get into my life, and maybe one day our paths will cross again. Who knows?
*sighs*