Our Love Story - Part 2

Did you read Part 1 of Our Love Story? Read it here first. Make sure you get the back story!

Okay so I left you hanging in Part 1 after mine and Skye’s first date – that was nothing short of ah-ma-zing.

Let’s pick back up about 2 weeks after our first date – this would be New Year’s Eve. So one of my girlfriends and I were looking for something to get into on NYE. Turns out Skye got stuck babysitting his little brother, who was about 4 at the time, but he was also having a couple friends over and invited us to come hang out with them. Not the most exciting plans ever, but I was not going to miss an opportunity to see where these feelings were going to take us. We got to his house and it was all fun and games until his little brother woke up and came downstairs. Now, I’d seen and played with the little brother many times at work so he knew me by name. As soon as he saw me he came running over and would not leave my side. No problem with me, he was a super cute kid. Ultimately though, this would spell bad news bears for Skye and I. Apparently his mom had told him not to have people over, yet he did – including girls, including me who worked for her. His little brother ended up blurting out the fact that I was there that night, which got Skye into a world of trouble. He got grounded for 1 month – no car, no fun, no phone and definitely no Nikki.

This posed quite the problem for us. 4 weeks of not seeing or barely talking to someone you like when you’re 17-18 years old is a huge deal. He snuck a couple of times to call me, and I did come to visit him at work once during this month. Mostly, we lost touch a little and I was trying into get back to my regular life. This really triggered my issues with him being younger than me, and still being in high school. While I still lived at home too, my parents pretty much let me do whatever I wanted to. I’d never been grounded for a whole month in my life!

Fast forward 4 weeks – after he’s un-grounded-

Skye came off lock down and he fully expected us to pick right back up where we left off. Only problem was, I was having lots of doubts at this point. Our “relationship” had become a big joke at work, and it didn’t help things that everyone knew he was grounded because of me. I liked my job a lot and I wanted to keep it, they were super flexible working with my school schedule. Plus I didn’t really feel like rushing into a relationship because I was having fun being single. True that I was not able to deny the feelings I had for this boy, but our timing felt off. I was having fun with him though so I decided to hang in a little longer and see what happened.

We had a series of hit or miss dates after he was un-grounded. A big dinner he invited me to for his birthday felt awkward to me, like I was an outsider. One particular group date turned down right embarrassing when his mom showed up because she overheard us talking about where we were going at work. On the other hand, we had a couple solo dates that just made me melt. We saw each other about a total of 5 times within that month. The last time I saw him he took me to ride dirt bikes. I had never been on a dirt bike in my life, nor would I have ever wanted to, but I found it so incredibly sexy that he raced them. How could things with us feel so right, but make me feel so outside my comfort zone? Ultimately, I couldn’t deal with the bullshit at work and the shameful feeling of being older than him. I know that sounds ridiculous, but it really plagued me. I told him that I couldn’t jeopardize my job, I needed to focus on school and I didn’t want him to get caught up in a relationship while in high school - blah blah blah– all were semi-true, yet semi-excuses. He did not share my feelings at all. (I think he probably thought that I was just going to get back with my ex-boyfriend, but that was not my intention.)

He continued to try to stay in touch with me for couple months – calling every now and then until I guess he just gave up. I couldn’t blame him for that. Sometimes when he would call I just wouldn’t answer because I didn’t know what to say. Talking to him just made me want to see him. I remember a few specific conversations that we had – one about him going to prom in May and then one late in the summer about me getting ready to go on a trip to Mexico. During the 10 months that we didn’t see each other at all, I did become friendly again with my ex-boyfriend. Not exclusively but, we did hang out a couple of times. This actually only made me miss Skye more. Going from an asshole to a gentleman is an easy transition – going backwards not so easy. I thought of him a lot, but I figured he’d likely moved on with his life especially since he’d quit reaching out to me. Plus, my stubborn pride would never allow me to call him.

Jump ahead to December – 1 year after we initially met

Christmas party time rolled around again, and I found myself dealing with anxiety about whether or not I would see Skye at this year’s party. (Keep in mind I hadn’t seen him since late February and probably hadn’t talked to him since summer.) All the new girls at work knew the background story and everyone was still giving me a hard time about dating the boss’s son a year later. She would even tease me about it – but I could tell that she was happy with my decision to quit talking to him. I didn’t dare ask her if he would be there that night or not.

Anyhow, a group of us rode together to the party. When we got there, my eyes quickly scanned the room to look for any signs of him. I found none. I breathed a sigh of relief –or disappointment- and felt like maybe I could relax a little bit and just enjoy myself. About 30 minutes in, I excused myself to go to the ladies’ room. When I came back to the table, I instantly saw him and my heart dropped. There he sat, right by my empty seat, grinning like a sly little fox. He was talking to my friend who was with me last year at the Christmas party and knew our whole back story. I’m sure I blushed and turned 10 shades of red; yet I couldn’t seem to erase the smile from my face for the remainder of the evening. We talked and flirted and it felt like we never skipped a beat. People were commenting on our chemistry together – which I’m sure also made me embarrassed that others could see what I felt. All too quickly, it was time to leave the party. He gave me a hug that made my knees weak. (What am I 12 years old getting excited by a hug? It was insane!) That was that. He went his way that night, and I went mine. No promises of seeing each other again or anything to tie us back together.

Again, I was overwhelmed with a racing mind trying to process thoughts about if/when I would see him again. I tried hard to remember the reasons I told him I didn’t want to pursue anything with him, but they all seemed to escape me.

What was a girl to do in this situation? I felt ridiculous.

Should I call him and risk looking like an idiot if he had a girlfriend? Should I wait on him to call me and risk the fact that he might not ever make that move?

What would you have done??

To be continued….STAY TUNED FOR THE FINAL PART 3 OF OUR LOVE STORY!