Christmas Boyfriend Part 2

Ok so here is the truth.

He is 7 years younger than I am.

I am a cougar I know.

But there is something about him. 

He is cheeky, funny, a fool.

He reminds me of being in school and if a boy likes you, they are mean to you.  That is exactly what he does.  He walked past and gives me the finger.  He messes up my hair.  He tells me how terrible I look.  And then he will wink at me, blow me a kiss and slap my behind as I walk past.

Needless to say, I was unsure about how our first date would turn out.  

What I didn't expect for him to be so damn sweet.  

He paid for everything.  It was just going to be us going for a drink and hanging out, but he insisted on going to the movies which was fine (but kinda made it seem like a real date).  He opened doors for me and had perfect manners.  We shared a cheeky little kiss in the movies but he didn't try and shove him tongue down my throat.  We simply had a little cuddle and watched the movie.  No expectations.  Once the movie was over we went to McDonalds because everywhere else was busy, just to sit down and talk.  After chatting for a good couple of hours he hits me with this cheesy line that had me on the floor.

Him: "I've got good and bad news, which do you want first?"

Me: "Bad news"

Him: "I'm really sorry but i'm super tired so I think I'm going to have to call it a night."

Me" Thats cool.  What's the good news?"

Him" You are really beautiful."

He is the first guy to actually call me beautiful to my face and I actually believed it.

So when we tried to make plans for date number 2, we came into a pickle.  As time was limited, due to my flights, we figured the only chance we would be able to get together was at a friends farewell party.  So we agreed that he would be my plus 1 and we would sort out the other details later on.

A couple of days after that, his Dad (who also works with us #notawkwardright?) pulled me aside.  His Dad is also a security guard and looked so scary when he told me not to lie to him but did I go out with his son.  When I told him I did, he asked me if i liked him because he liked me.  He then continue to try and convince me to move up North and marry his son, because he needs a good girl in his life like me.

So you know, this was moving a lot faster than I thought it would of.

When Friday came around, i agreed to pick him up from work as he had no idea where he was going.  I bumped into his Dad, who kind of gave me a strange look of corrupting his son because he was leaving work early, and his boss, who tried to make me feel bad for making him leave work.

We got to the party and had a great night, until the next day.

I agreed to take him to work as he has a fear of the tube and I'm not mean enough to force him to figure it out on his own.  As we left each other, he told me he would message me later.  As he had no working phone, and from his actions from last year, I told him that he wouldn't but that I appreciated the lie.

Now here I am... on the other side of the world, and he is actually messaging me back.  

Stupid men aren't meant to be this hard.

Aussie out

xo

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Christmas Boyfriends

Last year I got a Christmas job.

It was going to be my first Christmas away from home and I figured the best way for me to deal with this was to work as much as humanly possible.

Lets go on an adventure back to last year.  I was working 16 hour days, 6 or 7 days a week.  Trying and very often failing to function of very little sleep.

Then one day out of the blue, I was working in a booth by myself minding my own business when a security guard walked past me.  He smiled as he sung along to one of the many Christmas songs that are played on repeat throughout the day.

A couple of hours later I was joined by another person and this security guard, (lets call him 95.. because thats what his number was, and what I still refer to him as) he thought it would be a funny thing to try and scare me.  So he snuck up next to my booth and slammed his fists on my window.  Scaring the bejeus out of me... ACHIEVED!

He eventually said sorry and kissed me on the hand as a token gesture.  Then the flirting began.

I've been told before that I am oblivious to men flirting with me, but with him it was a no brainer.

Blowing kisses, flirty smiles and always trying to make time to come and talk to me.  It was exactly what I needed to get my mind off being homesick and it also encouraged me to get out of bed after only having 4 or 5 hours of sleep.

Christmas Eve was the high point.  He asked me to meet him after work and with the hopes of a Christmas kiss I went.

He seemed shocked that I actually showed up.  We exchanged details and saliva (boo yeah) and he walked me out of work trying to convince me to go to the pub for a drink.  As I had friends waiting and I am not one of those girls that ditches her friends for a guy, I informed him that we would meet up another time.

Later that night he was messaging me and phoning me.  All the right signs were there.

Fast forward to New Years Eve.  He promised me he would come and see me and chat and keep me company.  He never showed.  I was pretty sure that my work Christmas boyfriend had dumped me!

Throughout the year he would send me random messages, and would make drunken phone calls which included all the empty promises from the both of us about meeting up for a drink the next time he was in London.

A couple of months ago, I received a message from him asking if I was going to be working at Christmas again.  I told him I was but only until I fly home for Christmas.  He told me that he had no intention of coming back.

I think that really put me at ease.  As harmless as the flirting seemed, when he broke his promise and didn't get in contact with me, it hurt.

I think I had real feelings for this Christmas boyfriend, even though he wasn't very nice to me at New Years and was ( well still is) much younger than I am.

So not seeing him at work was a healthy thing.

Friday was the first day back.  It was like walking into a time capsule.  As my friend Lucinda and I arrived early, we decided to go for a walk around and see if anything was different.  Some rides were in different places, some food stalls have changed, but the most shocking thing was a certain security guard who wasn't meant to be in London was once again in uniform and working.

I felt sick.  I tried to him.  I had no idea what to do.

I managed to get through that shift without him finding me, however the next day I was found.

It was just like the old time.  The flirting, the joking, and all of the butterflies.

I don't fly home for Christmas until late December so the big question is - Do I once again have a Christmas boyfriend?  Do I want to get attached and get my heart broken?

One thing is for sure, the one day this week that I haven't seen him (how dare he have a day off when I don't have one) was not a fun day.

God help me.

Stay tuned for what will be plenty of blogs about heartache and trying to accept being #ForeverAlone

Aussie Out
xo

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