To understand this story, you first have to understand me. I'm a shy girl! Most people would never expect that from me because they think I’m very friendly, outgoing person, but in actual fact I’m the complete opposite. I have absolutely no self confidence, I’m a good actress and most people will never know that. I'm the type of person who has mainly guy friends, and I prefer it that way because girls can be such B#*-H most time. That’s why I’d rather have 4 close girl friends and the rest guys.
Anyway, I’m a very flirtous person, and sometimes my guy friends get the wrong impression and develop crushes, I have no idea why. I don't do it purposefully...I promise! Anyway, I always have to turn them down because a relationship is sooooo something I don't want.
I see how all my friends’ relationships always end up badly, and that is so something I don't want.
But there is this guy.....Matthew, we've been friends since forever and I really like him. Everyone kept asking me if I liked him and I kept on saying "No" because it's so much easier if the world doesn't know, and they kept telling me that he liked me as well, but I kept denying it.
At first everything was normal between the two of us, and we were like the best of friends. We were always together, we were inseparable. Like he said, we were like coffee and milk...I know, it's a very bad analogy, but it's his words not mine. I would have preferred something like macaroni and cheese.
But anyways, after a while things started getting all weird in between us, I think it's because he found out that I kissed another really hot guy, but I mean, we never talked about the opposite sex, it wasn't something either of us was keen to know about.
Suddenly, his friends started coming up to me and asking me if I like him, and finally one day one of our mutual friends told me that he really really like me. The two of them and two girls went out, and on there way home after dropping the girls, Matthew just spilled his guts to our friend.
The friend told me that Matthew isn't really a talking kinda guy, his more of a doer (ok, I don't mean that in a dirty way!) But with me it's different. OMW, people don't realize that I don't wanna be different. If you talk to me I’m an over think it and freak myself out. I think that’s what I did, I freaked myself out.
I don't know what to do...I really like him, and he really likes me but I’m soooooo scared to take the risk. There are so many things that could go wrong, and I’d just miss him as a friend. Relationships never work out at this age, and I know I’m going to get hurt! But I know that if he moves onto another girl, I’m going to hurt. I don't know what to do!
Plus it's our matric ball soon and I’m going with him....but just as "friends"
I don't wanna mess things up with him, then I don't have a partner by the time the highlight of the year comes around, because knowing me, I'll probably find a way to screw it up! OMW...I'm sooooooo torn. What to do?! What to do?!
