I've wanted to write this post for ages but every time I'd write something down on paper, my views would change.
I really don't understand men sometimes.
I've been on a few dates recently and whilst most of these dates have been successful, there's always this one date which goes seriously wrong and I can't help but ask myself;
'WHY DID I CHOOSE TO GO ON A DATE WITH YOU?'
I randomly met this guy on a night out a few months back and he kept buying me drinks and asking to dance. I'm usually the first to reject drinks from strangers but I couldn't help but notice his eyes and the way he looked. Anyway, we got talking and the next thing I know he's putting my number in his phone.
The next day I looked at my camera and saw lots of unrecognised faces and I straight away called my best friend to ask her what had happened as all I could think about was my hangover I was suffering that day.
The guy from the night out ended up texting me... Alot and we finally agreed to meet up the following night.
The day arrived and I was going through my wardrobe wondering what to wear. I didn't even know where I was going yet as he said it was a surprise but to meet in London.
I guessed it was somewhere fancy so I put on a dress I'd just bought and got the train to Central london.
My mind was racing with so many thoughts. 'What if he didn't like me sober?' 'What if our personalities clashed'? 'What if he stands me up'? So many 'What ifs'...
He was already waiting for me when I got to the station. YES! He hadn't stood me up!!! Sometimes it's good to be late.
Wait, he had flowers in his hands!!! Oh Gosh!!!!
As he passed me the flowers with a massive grin on his face, I couldn't help but think 'We don't even know each other' but it was very thoughtful of him so I took them, thanked him and we walked along the river hand-in-hand.
I couldn't help but think he's so good looking. Drunk Tiger did well last night!
We made our way to one of the poshest bars I've ever been to and sat down in the corner of the room.
The night had started so well, we were talking about our lives. His personality was like mine. I laughed at his jokes (His jokes were actually so funny, I didn't have to force myself to laugh)
I learnt so much about him, he learnt so much about me. Drinks were flowing all night and it wasn't just from his pocket but my pocket too.
He then started to talk about relationships. HOLD THE PHONE! One date and he's trying to own me???
His question 'Will you be my girlfriend?' kept ringing in my mind.
I was so focussed on my thoughts in my mind that I hadn't realised he was on his phone texting.
As soon as he put his phone down, he ordered us another cocktail. He then started to go on about 'Us' as a couple. As I was listening to him, I saw his phone light up once, twice, three times.
He quickly put his phone faced down as he didn't think i saw it and his phone vibrated on the table. He excused himself and answered the phone call in an angry way. After what seemed like an eternity, he came back to the table and apologized for walking off. He told me his ex knew he was going on a date with me tonight and she wasn't happy about it.
I was thinking If i was in her situation, I'd probably not be happy either but then again an Ex is an ex for a reason....
Apart from a few more phone calls to his ex that evening, we had a great time. He took me to my train station, he kissed me goodbye and told me to text him when I got home okay.
Now you're probably thinking that's not a bad date at all.... Well turns out as soon as I got home, my best friend rang me....
'The guy you went on a date with tonight... his girlfriend wants to beat you up'!!!! Wait, WHAT?!?!
Apparently he still had a girlfriend and she was calling him whilst we were at the bar. His girlfriend had seen his snapchat posts of us both on his account and the flowers he bought me. Oh boy!
She was accusing me of breaking up their relationship when I didn't even know they had one.
Apart from feeling embarrassed and sad for the girl, I felt relieved that I didn't say yes to being his girlfriend after all otherwise I would have been in more trouble.
I found the girl's facebook and explained myself to her and she finally agreed not to hate me. We came to terms that he's a cheater and a liar and we vowed never to talk to him again. I deleted his facebook, phone number and his text messages and even chucked away his flowers!!!!
Thankfully i've not heard from him since. I hope he learnt his lesson though. 'Don't cheat or lie, We will always find out'.
I know not all men are like this but a majority of them are these days and now i'm wise enough to know that sometimes guys tell you what they want you to hear.
I've also been on a few more dates since then and luckily I've not had an experience like this so far.
SUCCESS!!!!
This post is generally about my worst date experience. I'm sure i'll have plenty more in the future. If you've had a bad date experience, comment below. I would love to hear them :)
XOXO